"If you can't get in touch, the professor's base station shouldn't have been set up yet. Bayi Chinese Network ?(一)?. But that's okay, jammer, I can make one for you. ”

"How long will it take?"

"When you get the right parts, a few hours is enough. Can't you really take me to the professor first, though? ”

"First of all, I can't be sure of the old man's location now; Secondly, I have a feeling that if you meet at this time, the risk factor will be directly doubled - you have my personal phone number, and the contact person is given to you. If I die, you contact the old man immediately and run away. I dare to say that there are definitely not a few forces targeting you now, and among them, that Nigelson's Shen'an Society is definitely the most dangerous - perhaps, Huaguo is a good choice. ”

The next day, at about nine o'clock in the evening, on a half-built high road in the southern suburbs of New York, Lang Zhan boarded a Boeing airliner.

On the passenger plane, there were already more than a dozen passengers at this time. In addition to the four familiar faces of Raphael, Park Han-young, Barbla and Powell, there are eleven heavily armed soldiers.

Lang Zhan was still dressed in a cowboy hat, toad glasses, and windbreaker, and when the plane began to taxi, he asked Raphael, "What do I want?" ”

Raphael pointed to a tactical bag and an equipment box in the aisle of the cabin: "It's all inside, you check it." ”

Lang Zhan walked over, first opened the tactical bag and looked at it, then opened the equipment box and took out the guns inside one by one. As the plane began to climb, he took out a desert eagle and flipped it nimbly with the fingers of both hands, quickly disassembling it into a pile of parts. Disassembled all the guns, and then picked up a desert eagle and inserted it directly into his waist, Lang Zhan glanced at everyone by the faint light of the aisle light, and said indifferently: "I only remind everyone of one thing, don't aim at me from behind, otherwise, I don't know what I will do." ”

After Lang Zhan got on the plane, a certain area centered on him became an independent place in the eyes of the others, and they clearly felt that there was a little bit of cold air escaping from that place, and they were already alert in their hearts. Just now, many people had looked at Lang Zhan's eyes, and they obviously felt the ghostly light that only beasts could emanate from Lang Zhan's eyes, and their hearts became colder.

"Why do I think he's so disgusting about what he does?" Park Han-young said to Babri, her voice low.

Babla looked at her, then at Lang Zhan's back, and whispered, "Is it because of natural enemies?" ”

"Predators?"

Angel Island, in a room underground, Emerson stood on a T-shaped console, first put his palm into a palm recognizer, and after the screen in front of him was lit up, he couldn't wait to open the remote hypnosis program. The contact between the ground base station and the four-level satellite was quickly completed, and then, after a few minutes of searching, when the red dot of his phenomenon Zhenglang Zhan completely disappeared, his eyes were full of ~ blood, his eyes were half-narrowed, and the anger in his eyes was like substance. "Cole, you old bastard!" He was scolding hatefully, "Toot toot-" The phone rang in his pocket. Pulling out his phone, Emerson grinned at the corners of his mouth and a sinister smile on his face when he saw the line of bird letters "Nigelson" appear on the screen.

The phone was connected, and Nigelson said straight to the point: "Emerson, Gabriel, Park Hanying, Barbra and Raphael are on their way to Angel Island, please pay attention to check." ”

The smile on Emerson's face became colder: "Ok! Nigelson, it seems that you are happy with those two serums? ”

"The effect is okay, but the amount is too small."

"It can't be helped, you and I are feuding. Of course, if I see Gabriel and them on Angel Island, I will keep my promise. ”

"Any idea why I called you? Yesterday I was bored, so I used tarot cards to help you make a trigram. Emerson, your astrological movements are not good! I'm very worried about whether you'll be able to complete the agreement. ”

"Astrology movements? Niugelson, do you know why I'm ahead of you on a lot of things? Because, the one you werewolves believe in has long been outdated, and the current era is the era of science and technology. Technology plus ancient genetics, why do I feel like I'm playing the piano to a cow? ”

"When did a vampire's tongue become as sharp as his teeth? Good luck, old friend, Emerson! ”

In the same Angel Island, in a room near the sea, Queanna, who was holding a golden desert eagle in her right hand, stood in front of the window, her head was scattered, and she kept raising her pistol to aim at the sea and then lowering it, her eyes facing the sea, but her gaze was completely unfocused.

Emerson would never have thought that because Queanna had absorbed Lang Zhan's blood and body ~ fluids, the effect of his reinvention and brainwashing of her was not as infallible as he thought. When he was in front of Queana, it was true that Queanna could barely resist his hypnosis, but as long as he distanced himself, he could not control her mind at all without the help of the chip installed in the back of her head.

In a daze, Emerson hypnotized the plane, and before the plane flew out of New York, Queanna came to her senses.

"Where are we going?" She asked Areh beside her.

Yari looked at her, and there was a faint sympathy in the depths of his eyes: "Angel Island, have you forgotten?" You promised Sir to marry Baker, and your wedding will take place on Angel Island! ”

"I promised to marry Baker?" Queana whispered, Lang Zhan's face appeared in her mind, and her heart immediately tore in sharp pain. Stroking her chest, she asked Yael with red eyes, "I promised it myself?" ”

What else was there to say to Alet, Michael burst out in the back: "Alet, keep your mouth shut!" Ariel shrugged and made a helpless look at Queanna.

Ariael's expression and Michael's attitude speak for themselves. When she arrived at Angel Island, she saw the workers who were busy decorating and tidying up everywhere, and then saw the priest, Queana's heart was wrapped in a layer of ice, there was no smile on her face, and her mood became extremely unstable. Sometimes, she is as irritable as a female tyrannosaurus, and when she sees something unpleasant, she will destroy it without warning; Sometimes, she stood alone for hours......

Kyle and Olena are the ones she wants to come over after she comes to Angel Island, and they are her only henchmen in the former Angel and even the entire Emerson Consortium. At this time, the two of them stood side by side behind her, and Olena suddenly said, "Miss, or Kyle and I will directly kill Baker." ”

Queanna is emotionally unstable, but her thinking is very clear, Emerson has never been able to completely hypnotize her, and some bits and pieces of memory traces are linked, and the true ~ phase has surfaced~ She sighed softly and said, "Kill Baker?" The problem is that without Baker, there will still be Tucker and Shuk. Actually, Gabriel doesn't necessarily appear, does it? He may not have been heard at all; And this is Angel Island, if he wants to rush over, he can only take a plane. It's very difficult without the help of the angels - there are no regular flights to Angel Island and outside-"

Quana's words are clearly contradictory, and Kyle and Olena look at each other, speechless.

"There's Angel Island ahead," Raphael said suddenly.

Lang Zhan immediately opened his eyes, and his right hand was finally removed from the handle of the Desert Eagle on his waist.

Raphael noticed his move, his eyes narrowing slightly. is also an archangel and a veteran mercenary, Raphael knows too well what Lang Zhan's actions just now mean. Maintain enough vigilance at all times, except for the comrades who have lived and died together around you, never trust anyone - this unwritten rule of the mercenary world or the underground world, as long as you enter the relevant industry, you will hear it from your comrades, partners, and instructors more than once, but to really do it, without considerable battlefield or mission experience, it is impossible to cultivate it into a habit of behavior.

From the beginning of the Devil's Training Camp in Dunka with the team to the present, it has lasted less than half a year, and only a handful of battles have been participated, Lang Zhan has been able to cultivate such a habit, Raphael in addition to sighing in his heart, "Is this the so-called military genius"? I really can't think of any other sentence to describe it.

Getting closer and closer to Angel Island, under the reminder of a special soldier of Group A of the 1st Anti-Terrorist Special Operations Team who served as the pilot, everyone in the cabin began to check the equipment. The sound of pulling the bolt of the gun was incessant, and within a few seconds, everyone had at least one of their guns safed and were ready to fight at any time.

"Does Angel Island have air defense? If we break in, will we be attacked by anti-aircraft missiles? A bearded special forces soldier suddenly asked.

Raphael looked at him and said, "No, because Emerson wants Gabriel alive." ”

Park Han-young laughed "sneer": "I didn't know that Emerson was okay." However, Gabriel's fart~ stock is known as an iron buttocks, Emerson is so old-" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill in her eyebrows, turned her head to Shang Lang Zhan's cold pale red eyes, and her heart was cold, and she had the intention to spit out the words in her throat, but as if she was choked by something, her mouth closed several times, but she failed to do so after all.

"I don't know what other tasks Tate and Reus have given you, but before Emerson falls, I'd suggest you'd better restrain yourself - I'm in a terrible mood right now!" Lang Zhan didn't have any feelings~ said colorfully, but it was as if a cold wind was blowing into the cabin, everyone was cold, and their hands subconsciously touched the gun.

In a word, everyone felt a threat deep into the bone marrow - Park Han-young had the heart to ridicule each other, "It's our business that you're in a bad mood", but just like just now, her mouth closed twice, and she also failed to spit out a bird Wenyin.

The plane began to descend, Lang Zhan opened his mouth slightly, turned his head to look down, saw six planes of various types, and saw the crowd gathered like ants, he exhaled softly, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down, and his kidneys began to contract slowly.