In the monitoring room, Director Song frowned slightly. "Boren lost his temper," he muttered to himself, then rolled his eyes and said, "But he also reminded me, the Metaphysical Research Society? After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, opened the address book and rummaged for a while, found a "star" word, opened it and pressed it.

It took a while for the phone to connect, "Who's it, please?" A somewhat soft baritone spoke from the phone.

"Hello President Lin, I am Song Yuzheng from the Southern Peninsula. Do you remember me? Director Song replied in a non-standard Renguo dialect.

After a short pause, President Lin's voice on the other side suddenly became enthusiastic: "It turned out to be Director Song, hello, hello, is there anything to find me?" ”

"I'd like to ask you for someone, please."

"Oh, you're so polite, please speak."

"This person's name is Wei Chigong, and he said that he is a cadre of your Metaphysical Society."

Did he say it was a general meeting or a branch? As you know, our Metaphysical Society is very large, with nearly 100,000 members nationwide. ”

"I'll send you his picture - please wait."

"Okay."

After a few minutes, President Lin said, "I can't confirm whether he is a cadre of our Metaphysical Society, but one thing is for sure, he is definitely not an important person on our side. ”

"President Lin, his mind is very strong."

President Lin smiled reservedly: "Director Song, our country of benevolence is very large, and there have always been some martial arts sects that have been passed down from ancient times. The descendants of these sects were able to enhance their mental power through the practice of qigong. ”

"Understood. President Lin, sorry for the interruption, thank you very much. ”

"You're so polite. I hope to invite you to visit Nikook at the right time, and I think we can further deepen our cooperation on many research projects. ”

"Okay, if it's your invitation, I'll go—goodbye."

When Song Yuzheng was on the phone with Chairman Lin, in the interrogation room, Bo Rentu was dagger and showed his aggressive and sharp side. "I can show you what the real 'Hand of God' is for free—" he said, his gaze condensed into a line and fell to the center of Lang Zhan's forehead.

Boren's eyes changed, and Lang Zhan clearly felt it. It's a magical feeling, originally, there is only invisible and untouchable air between him and Boren. However, as Boren's eyes changed, he noticed that something seemed to be mixed into the air, and although it was still invisible or tangible, it suddenly had weight. Lang Zhan clearly felt that something was rapidly approaching him, and instinctively, he raised his right hand to block his forehead. In the next moment, as a tingling pain came from the palm of his hand, he let out a soft "huh", and his right hand subconsciously clenched. In an instant, he really felt what he was holding, and at the same time, there was a stinging sensation of being cut in his palm.

"Consciousness kills? Can a person's mental power really be so strong? Thinking so, he turned his wrist to face him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

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p; "So you don't understand anything?" Boren said suddenly, and as he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lang Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then, he only felt that his right hand was empty, and the center of his forehead was in sharp pain, and when he was caught off guard, the whole person fell directly backwards and fell on the chair.

"I thought you were a genius, but you were just a fool!" Boren said again. As he spoke, his condensed gaze swept towards Lang Zhan's throat.

Lang Zhan's current situation was very bad - he felt as if a large hole had been broken in the center of his forehead, and a sharp cold aura penetrated straight into the depths of his brain. "Po", there was a sudden crisp sound in the depths of his mind, as if something was broken. Then he felt that the whole world in front of him had turned as red as blood.

He found a shiny red figure in the red world, his throat tightened as if he had been choked by a pair of hands, and his breathing suddenly became difficult—he couldn't help but grasp his throat with both hands, and at the same time he raised his head and opened his mouth to let out a wolf howl.

In the monitoring room, after the speaker of the monitoring host let out a terrible wolf howl, Director Song narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were hot. "It's Boren, it's different," he said, and he couldn't help but be eager to try.

Lang Zhan has a lot of fans, and some of these fans are not even very clear to him. For example, when the Scarlet Vision first appeared on him was because of a pair of wolf eyes; For example, for a while, he became colorblind, and the main color provided to him by the Blood Vision became gray. And just now, as a shattering sound sounded in his head, the blood-colored vision descended, and his eyes' perception of color seemed to have returned to normal.

"A whetstone should have the consciousness of a whetstone, and your resistance will only make me sharper-" Boren said lightly, his eyes brightening, and at the same time, his hands were lightly clenched.

"Click-" Lang Zhan's throat suddenly deflated, and at the same time, a crisp bone cracking sound sounded.

Lang Zhan didn't hear Boren's words - the sharp pain in his throat and the pain of suffocation made his thoughts a little confused; The blood-colored figure in front of him became more and more red and shiny, and at the same time began to blur - some memory fragments resurfaced in his mind, and their appearance made Lang Zhan's newly recovered logical ability chaotic again-"This is not right, this is not right," a voice sounded in his head, he forced himself to calm down, and another voice was born in his head: "After God, the Hand of God-" "Hand of God!" He spat out these slurred words from his half-open mouth, and a scene came to mind—the image of him suddenly breaking free from his handcuffs and standing up. The handcuffs are made of steel, and there is no doubt about the hardness, so how did you do it just now? It was after listening to Boren's "Hand of God" that at that time, a stream of air seemed to suddenly rise in his body...... Lang Zhan abandoned distracting thoughts, locked on this thought, and soon, he sensed a cool point.

It was the same spring that had reappeared, and a thin line of water had emerged. "I see," he thought, fully concentrating his attention on the thin line of water, and his mind immediately calmed down. In his mind, the distracting thoughts began to dissipate, and his eyes, which had been slightly scattered, regrouped.

The blood-colored figure in front of him gradually became clear, and when a distinct humanoid infrared image appeared in Lang Zhan's mind, the corners of Lang Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.

Boren's forehead was already covered with a fine layer of sweat, and seeing Lang Zhan's gaze become condensed and clear, he was secretly shocked in his heart, and then raised it without hesitation

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Raise your hands and press your index fingers against the temples on either side of your head. "Die!" He shouted, his eyes shrinking into two tiny black dots.

When a smile appeared on the corner of Lang Zhan's mouth, his hands were already clenched on both sides of his throat, and he grabbed the invisible hands that strangled his neck. When Boren said the word "death", he felt the strain in his hands, exhaled and let out a wolf howl with incomplete tones.

With a "whoop", his hands were full of muscles and pulled out.

"Teacher, give me permission!" Boren suddenly shouted.

In the monitoring room, Director Song was staring at the monitoring screen without blinking, and after hearing Boren's shout, he shook his head, swiped his finger on the screen, and turned off the audio switch.

"Teacher, please give me permission! Please give me permission......" Boren shouted again.

Director Song had already turned off the audio, so Boren's shouts were doomed to be in vain. Just when Boren kept shouting, Director Song took out a tablet from his body, connected it to the host of the monitoring room with a data cable, and then opened a program on the tablet on the host of the monitoring room.

At this time, if someone is in space and is in the correct position, they will see that with the operation of Director Song, a satellite is slowly changing its attitude and aiming a bowl-shaped transmitting antenna at a certain direction of the earth.

On the main screen of the monitoring room, as the bowl-shaped transmitting antenna of the satellite froze, a dialog box popped up, and a line of Peninsula text read: "Tiannao-3 has been connected, please proceed to the next step." When Director Song saw this text, he grinned and showed a wry smile, and pulled out a thin antenna from his right ear with his right hand. The antenna was pulled out by him, and another line of Peninsula text popped up in the dialog box: "Subject 0 detected, is it docked?" Yes|No. Director Song clicked on "Yes", the dialog box disappeared, and a progress bar popped up......

As the progress bar changed from 0% to 100%, the smile on Director Song's face became more and more treacherous, and he said to himself, "Boren, my good student, I'm sorry Smecta." After saying that, his eyes were cold, he took out a glove from his waist and put it on his left hand, walked to a machine in the leftmost corner of the room, and after a while, put his left hand into a box that the machine poked out.

In the interrogation room, Lang Zhan had already pulled those invisible hands away from his throat. Not only that, but he was also pulling back hard, and said as he pulled: "Boren, do you know who is the real stupid person now?" Only stupid people are used as tools without knowing it. ”

"No way, I'm the teacher's proudest student," Boren yelled as he pressed his index finger against his temple. And his face was already sweating.

"Poor fellow, you're ridiculously stupid. The proudest student? The most handy tool is pretty much the same - come me here! Lang Zhan's eyes narrowed as he spoke, and his whole body exerted force at the same time, and he dragged Boren over.

Boren staggered towards Lang Zhan and shouted strangely: "Teacher, give me the highest authority for the brain development machine, I'm Boren!" ”

"Still delusional-if your teacher was willing to help you, he would have come out a long time ago-Boren, although I don't know what telekinesis is, it seems that my telekinesis is much stronger than yours, haha-" Lang Zhan roared, and shook his hands hard above his right hand. Then, as if he was tethering Boren with an invisible rope, he directly dragged Boren into the air and smashed it to the ground.