Chapter 781: The Hand of God

It was not unabrupt for the entire entertainment circles of the South Peninsula to participate in the demonstration. Because they have a long-standing feud with the current government and the current president of the Yugoslav Peninsula. As early as the end of the year before last, the two sides had already made a big deal to protect their own film market. There is an old feud, coupled with the endorsement of Li Zhenxi from the March Group, the energy is huge, and Meinken has a huge influence in the world, so the main groups in the entertainment industry in the South Peninsula are unprecedentedly united, and there is this show business parade.

Lang Zhan didn't know this. He just knew, and he wasn't in the mood to pay attention to it. Because he was being bombarded by more than 30 brains in the Golden Shield Class.

The first to go into battle was Park Tae-sil. With the blessing of the machine, Park Tae-sil has strong enough telekinesis to lift a two-kilogram weight. Therefore, when he stood in front of Lang Zhan again, he was full of confidence and directly urged his mental power, wanting to turn Lang Zhan into an idiot.

Park Taishi just walked in, and Lang Zhan directly launched the Scarlet Vision. Park Tae-sil was wearing a very funny-looking helmet on his head, and it was this helmet that made Lang Zhan subconsciously raise his vigilance.

Park Tae-sil stood opposite Lang Zhan, holding the table with both hands, looking at Lang Zhan in a condescending manner, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Park Taeshi's voice was not very loud, but after it reached Lang Zhan's ears, it immediately triggered a resonance effect, making Lang Zhan's heart beat faster, and his brain was full of echoes of who you are and who you are...... Who are you......

After Lang Zhan opened the blood-colored vision, his eyes were already very red, and under the stimulation of the echo, they immediately turned red and purple, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

In the monitoring room, dozens of people stood in front of the monitoring screen, and many people saw the close-up of Lang Zhan's facial expressions, and they became excited one by one, saying, "Park Tae-sil (Director Park) is right, he is indeed a master of brainpower, with strong mind and strong will!" ”

"Now it's up to Park Tae-shi to play," said a middle-aged man in his mid-fifties with a big head. As he spoke, he raised the tablet in his hand and called up a program. After he pressed the confirm virtual button, an image format similar to an electrocardiogram appeared on the tablet screen, and a set of rapidly changing numbers appeared in the upper right corner of the image.

"You can refuse to answer, but it doesn't work, I'll read it out!" Park Tae-sil said again, then raised his hands and pressed the temples on either side of his forehead with two fingers of his mid-index fingers. As he pressed his hands to his temples, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and on the middle-aged man's tablet screen, the waves of the "electrocardiogram" became violently, and the number in the upper right corner of the image climbed steadily, quickly jumping from eighty to one hundred and twenty. The middle-aged man noticed this scene and said, "I remember, Park Tae-sil's limit is 134, right?" ”

"Yes, Director Song," someone replied.

When Park Tae-sil said the second sentence, the echo of "who are you" in Lang Zhan's mind had not stopped. So, when the second series of echoes exploded in his brain, he only felt a lightness all over his body, and then a sharp pain in his forehead as if he had been stabbed by an awl, and he couldn't help but let out a soft "hum".

"I saw it, haha, I finally saw it-" Park Tae-sil suddenly yelled out of shape, and then, without warning, he suddenly fell forward, and with a "boom", he slammed on the table.

At the same time, Director Song excitedly shouted, "143! Attaboy. ”

"Director Song, Director Park has fainted!" He was reminded.

Director Song let out an "oh", swiped his fingers on the tablet, switched out a program, saw a set of numbers on it and said, "It's just fainting, it's okay." Next—"

Lang Zhan's current state, if Mayneken is here, he will definitely appreciate and say, "Good boy, you have completely entered the play!" ”

Brainpower and mental power, Meinken is just a layman. He would only look at Lang Zhan at this time from his own professional point of view, so he couldn't understand the excitement and expectation of the people of the Southern Peninsula led by Director Song.

What no one knows is that in the hearts of the Southern Peninsula Golden Shield Sect headed by Director Song, helping Huang Anbin solve the case has become an irrelevant matter, and it is crucial to study the limits of human brain power and mental power and the operation method of mental power.

"His telekinesis must be suppressed so that he can enter his spiritual world and gain insight into the way he operates his telekinesis! Believe me, this will be the greatest discovery of the century, because he is a natural brain master—" After a dozen of his subordinates fainted one after another, Director Song encouraged his subordinates who were already cringinge.

One by one, the agents of the Golden Shield Division entered the interrogation room, and they were carried out one after another. When there was no one around Director Song in the end, he urged several times in a row and got no response, turned his head to look, first blinked in dismay, then turned his head to look at Lang Zhan, and said to himself, "It seems that you should be physically and mentally exhausted, then, let Boren try it." After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Lang Zhan is indeed physically and mentally exhausted. What is the process? From his point of view, his head seemed to be cone by dozens of awls, the pain was cracking, and his thoughts were a mess—things he had experienced, people he knew, and some strange thoughts were floating around his head like rootless duckweed, endless, boundless.

More than half an hour after the last Golden Shield Agent was carried out, strange thoughts began to have a little logic in Lang Zhan's mind: "Could it be that I am already dead?" The idea came to mind, and some of the images of his previous desperate battles came to mind. As these images squeezed the previous images upwards and floated around, a spring bubbled up from below them, and a thin spring gushed out......

The "Boren" in the mouth of Director Song is the "Professor Boren" in the mouth of the Three Gunners of the Southern Peninsula, he is about thirty years old, and judging from his appearance alone, he is a raunchy idiot. However, no matter how dirty the white coat was on his body, when he showed his black and white eyes, derogatory adjectives such as "dirty, obscene" could not be pressed on him in any way.

When Boren appeared in the monitoring room, Director Song was no longer alone. He and Park Tae-sil stood in front of the surveillance screen, and the latter stared at Lang Zhan on the screen, rubbing his hands together, and said to the former in a pleading tone, "Director, I think I can also try Smecta." ”

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