With the wisdom of old Charles, long before Zuo Han rescued him, he had already guessed something from various clues. Regardless of whether Charles Jr. was involved or not, Charles Sr. knew that he was in a very dangerous situation.

When he was kidnapped, the guards were almost completely defenseless, as if they had been captured by superman-like guys. As for the people who imprisoned him later, they were at most small characters like jailers.

He has a mysterious and terrifying enemy, but he has no resources to use unless he directly turns to the U.S. government. But then he would be passive, and the elder Charles didn't trust the U.S. government. Old Charles would only do it if there was absolutely no way back.

In the process of building a business empire, Charles Sr. has suffered a number of similar crises, and he believes he can solve them. But until he finds a way to cope, it's better that he can't just appear in public.

…………

Old Charles looked at Zuo Han and said, "I can cooperate with you, but at least let me know who the enemy is." ”

"Do you know cyborgs?" Zuo Tianming is going to the whole world to let off steam, and there is no point in Zuo Han hiding it.

Charles nodded: "I've heard a little bit, the government has a related project, and I once wanted my company to join, but I refused." ”

Unlike many businessmen, Charles cooperated with the government, but never engaged in military industry or too deep cooperation.

Zuo Han was not surprised by Charles's answer, and said: "To put it simply, an NGO is independently studying people. A lot of funding is needed. I have some personal grudges with that organization. ”

Charles was silent for a moment and said, "If what you say is true, then there is a reasonable explanation for all this that happened." Still, I can't fully trust you. I prefer to trust my son than you. ”

"You can continue to think about it, and we'll continue to talk when you've thought about it." Zuo Han put down the porridge bowl and walked out.

At present, Charles has no status but no resources to use, and Zuo Han believes that he will make the smartest choice.

However, Charles is only part of Zuo Han's plan, which is to end the layout of the Blood Lan Organization. If he simply tracked Claudia and Marcona, he had a more direct way.

Great prophecy!

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Great prophecy is a complex ability, and divination is only one of them, requiring at least 100 Light Followers, and is usually only available to the Bishop. Zuo Han wants to use it, but he can only use it.

Taking advantage of these days, Zuo Han had been accumulating holy power and had built an altar in an open place.

In the middle of the night, Zuo Han sat in the center of the altar, and 100 believers sat scattered around, forming a strange formation. In front of Zuo Han was the "twilight phantom" wrapped in cloth - Claudia's hair.

If it were elsewhere, Zuo Han's god-like behavior would definitely be despised. But on Mandelin Island, it will only make the islanders led by Ba Song more down-to-earth, and feel that this is what the gods should do......

Many people watched from afar, wondering what kind of miracle would happen, and Fieldmofan was among them.

Mo Fan really regards himself as a shadow, as long as Zuo Han doesn't ask for it, he will follow wherever he goes. And Field came to watch the excitement.

He knew of the existence of the Holy Court, and he had seen the Knights of the Holy Court, but he had never seen anyone perform the legendary Great Prophecy.

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The bell rang at zero o'clock, and Zuo Han opened his eyes.

It's time to go.

Zuo Han gently opened the cloth bag in front of him.

At the moment when the cloth was lifted, many people were in a trance.

A brilliant and colorful light bloomed in an instant, as if countless flowers turned into glow and drifted in the dark night.

The light is not strong, the light is soft, and it is very comfortable to watch. Obviously, no one touched it, but the glow itself was rippling. Like flowers and grass, like flowing water, like clouds, it is really beautiful and abnormal.

Twilight Phantom!

Field was fine, and the rest were mostly dumbfounded. How could they have ever seen such a beautiful thing?

However, Zuo Han is not here to hold a crystal exhibition today.

Zuo Han flipped his hands, the imprint was formed, and streams of white holy power rose out from his body, gathering above his head like cooking smoke, rising into the night sky.

The 100 believers who were sitting still suddenly shook their bodies, and each of them glowed faintly like a light bulb.

Gradually, the rays began to extend horizontally in different directions, connecting with each other......

If you look at it from above, you will find that these form a formation. And the center is Zuo Han's holy power.

The holy power continued to climb, and when it reached a certain height, it spread out, forming a canopy-like light shield.

Zuo Han's eyes stood and he reached out to point at the twilight phantom.

The glow of the twilight phantom suddenly dimmed, replaced by a layer of white light.

The white light rose into the sky, and the light mask gradually merged.

The mask, which was originally just glowing with a faint white glow, also began to change.

Some places are brighter, and some places are darker. Gradually, a huge holographic projection-like pattern appeared in the light mask.

From a distance, it is clear that most of the American continent is the territory.

Zuo Han's handprint flipped over, and the holy power continued to output.

With a certain location as the center, the territory gradually shrinks, and the undulating landscape can be faintly seen.

Massachusetts, USA!

Zuo Han flipped through his handprints again, sweat faintly appeared on his forehead, and the image continued to shrink.

Finally, freeze in a city.

Boston!

Looking at the familiar street scene, Zuo Han took a deep breath and once again output his holy power.

This time, however, the image has not changed in the slightest.

Zuo Han gritted his teeth and injected all the remaining holy power. But that image, without even trembling, still found nothing.

With a buzz, the light dissipated, and only the "Twilight Phantom" still glowed with an intoxicating brilliance.

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Zuo Han's face was a little white, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and put away the "twilight phantom". After getting up, Ba Song and the others knelt down again.

In Zuo Han's view, this great prophecy technique is a large-range radar, which is still not very accurate.

But in Ba Song's eyes, this is a miracle that Zuo Han has shown again, and it is a gift to let them join in person.

Repatriated the devout believers, Zuo Han's eyebrows still couldn't help but bring melancholy.

The scope of the Great Prophecy is certainly correct, but the detailed location is not easy to determine. Boston is so big, it's never easy to find one.

And why Boston?

Could it be that Claudia was not arrested, but went to find He Ye? Or Marcona, knowing the relationship between Ho Ye and Claudia?

Zuo Han was thinking about it, when old Charles walked over with a cane and was helped over.

"Figured it out?" Zuo Han asked casually.

Old Charles nodded and said, "If you want to get my shares, you can only go through the board of directors." In addition to obtaining more than 70% of the votes of the non-executive directors, it is also necessary for all the executive directors to agree. I have a granddaughter named Catherine, born to Paul's deceased brother, who is also one of the executive directors. If Paul did have a different heart, Catherine was the only person I could trust.

I'll go to her first, stabilize Paul, and when the board of directors meets, I'll show up at the meeting and dismiss Paul in public, without giving him the space and time to deal with it. That way, even if those people do kill me, they won't get my wealth. ”

Zuo Han nodded: "I will be responsible for your safety." ”

"Don't worry." Old Charles shook his head and said, "The plan I said was based on Paul harming me. If he was wronged, then none of this is true. So before the board, I'm going to confirm that. ”

"How do you confirm?" Zuo Han asked.

"Go to Boston!" Charles Sr. poked his crutches and said, "My granddaughter is at Harvard Business School, and Paul is also in the Boston branch. He could be tested there, and then the board of directors could be convened. ”

"Boston......" Zuo Han sighed: "What an annoying coincidence." ”

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On the sea, a cargo ship struggles to move forward in the waves. And in the hidden compartment below deck, hundreds of people sat inside. All unkempt and carrying large bags and small bags. In the corner, a young girl curled up there with a thick turban on her head.

Suddenly, the hatch opened, and two white men stepped down from it, holding thick flashlights.

"You yellow-skinned monkeys can hear clearly, you will enter the territorial waters of the United States in the middle of the night, and you may be interrogated." A bearded man scolded, "Keep your mouths shut, and it's better not to even breathe." If you are found, you will have to be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. ”

Suddenly, there was a rumbling belly in the cabin.

The bearded man was furious: "Damn, who made a strange noise, do you want to die!" ”

A middle-aged woman in the corner raised her hand cautiously and said, "We haven't eaten for a long time, can you give me something to eat first?" ”

"What to eat, what to do if you eat too much and pull it in the cabin?" The bearded man scolded: "Bear it! Soon ......"

Before she could finish speaking, the woman's stomach rumbled again.

The bearded man was furious, rushed over and kicked the middle-aged woman down: "Stinky bitch, did you mean it!" ”

The other white fat man said, "Forget it, go up, it smells too bad here." ”

The bearded man snorted again and rushed over and kicked the woman in the head. Thinking about kicking and leaving.

The girl who was huddled in the corner suddenly moved, and pounced on the woman, and kicked the girl with her beard.

"Oops......" The bearded foot seemed to kick on something hard, and one of them almost fell.

After standing firm, the bearded man was even more angry, rushed over and ripped off the girl's scarf, and scolded: "Are you fucking full of bones? How to ......"

Suddenly, the bearded man was stunned, and his eyes glowed a little.

The girl was beautiful and seemed to have a good figure.

"Why are you still stunned here...... "The fat man came over, originally wanting to greet the bearded man, but he was also stunned when he saw the girl.

"I didn't notice that there was such a good product on the ship." The fat man and the bearded man glanced at each other, and then looked at the exit in unison.

"I'll go first, you go and control the wind." The bearded man has a mouthful.

"Hurry up, time is tight." The fat man smiled, didn't say anything, and walked towards the hatch. Judging from the tacit understanding between the two, there have been many things like this.

The bearded man turned around, kicked the middle-aged woman away, approached the girl with a lewd smile, and began to undo his pants.

Neither of them, including the middle-aged woman, spoke, and they all stayed away.

The girl looked at the crowd, sneered, and looked up at the bearded man.

"Little bitch, can't you wait to look at me like this...... Not! The bearded man had just said half a sentence with a lewd smile when the laughter stopped abruptly. He grabbed his neck in pain and knelt down. Hairy white skin that darkens at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The people around were frightened, and the middle-aged woman exclaimed, "Are you crazy? What did you do to him? You're going to kill us!! ”

"Yes, we don't care if you want to die, don't hurt others......"

The rest of the people also screamed and questioned the girl.

The fat white man noticed something was wrong and strode over.

"It's all the same walking dead, what's the point of being alive?"

In the girl's sigh, a black mist rippled out. Those who came into contact with the mist, including the middle-aged woman, fell to the ground in agony.

Looking at the people moaning on the ground, the girl smiled sadly again.

"Actually, I'm the same, the walking dead drawn by hatred. One day, we will meet again in hell ......" (To be continued.) )