Next.

Zhan Wuzha, Charles, and Raven are on a special plane led by Intelligence Agency agent Mora to fly to Virginia.

Inside the plane.

"Professor Charles, who is this?"

Mora looked at the strange man on the side, she knew about Raven, and knew that this was Charles's only sister, so it was not good to leave it alone, but the strange man in front of her made her a little incomprehensible.

"Hello, Zhan Wuzha."

When Zhan Wuzha heard this, he smiled back and introduced himself as well.

"Hello."

Mora nodded, and looked at Charles again, which naturally meant that some reasonable explanation was needed.

"Well, he's the helper I hired."

Charles replied like this, but this was from Mora's memory, it was learned that the four people in the target were likely to have abilities, one of them could be diamondized all over his body, one could teleport out of thin air, and the abilities of the other two were unknown.

Yes, Charles didn't know if the other party could resist his telepathic ability, and Raven's ability was not enough to deal with this kind of thing, and finding a helper was inevitable.

"Helper?"

Mora was a little puzzled, thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, and looked at Charles with a gaze full of surprise.

Charles smiled back, put a finger to his lips, and shushed it.

The other side.

Zhan Wuzha looked at this antique aircraft with interest, after all, in later generations, this type can only be seen in some aviation museums, and he feels that the speed of this special aircraft is quite good.

At least he has the speed at which he controls part of the demonic power, if the demonic power turns into a ball of light and wraps him in flight, then this plane can't even eat the ashes after him.

……

At the headquarters of the Intelligence Agency in Virginia.

in a conference room.

Zhan Wuzha and Ruiwen sat at the bottom of the conference table, and Charles talked about genetic knowledge at the conference table.

"The advent of the nuclear age may have accelerated the process of genetic mutation."

Charles popularized the knowledge of genetic mutation to several high-level officials of the intelligence bureau, and his expression was quite serious, and he naturally sensed that everyone present was quite disapproving.

"People with special abilities may have appeared among humans."

Charles had one hand in his pocket and the other flat in front of him, like a serious professor teaching.

"Thank you very much!"

The director of the intelligence bureau and other high-ranking officials thanked him, rather disapprovingly, and then said to Mora: "McTag, you really think this weird scientist. ”

"Will make me believe the shining countess and the one who will disappear?"

"You just bought a one-way ticket back to typing."

"The meeting is over."

The director of intelligence, McCurn, ended the meeting rather impatiently.

Mora was a little helpless, after all, the official level crushed people to death, and got up to pack up his things.

"Sit down, Agent McTagg."

Charles said to Mora, then turned to the director McCone, and said quite quickly, "I didn't expect you to believe me." Because when I was speaking, you were thinking about what pies were sold in the commissary. ”

"Tell you it's apple walnut pie."

Charles took a deep breath, then looked at Mora, and said apologetically, "I didn't treat you completely honestly, I have reservations, and I'm sorry for that." ”

"You know, the mutation in my body allows me to do a lot of special things."

Charles looked at Director McCoen again and said, "For example, one of the many mutations provides the ability to read your mind telepathically. ”

"I can tell what you're thinking."

Agent Stryker on McConn's side was quite familiar with this scene, and it was not a trick in magic, and said contemptuously: "I saw this when I was doing magic." ”

Agent Stryker changed his tone and continued, "Are you going to ask us now which number between one and ten we are thinking?" ”

"No, Agent Stryker."

Charles smiled, telepathic had never been used, and said confidently: "But I can ask something about your son William, didn't you think about him just now!" ”

Agent Stryker's smile faded away, and his face froze, not as calm as before.

"He's fine, but I'd still like to ask about ... Cupid missiles deployed by the United States in Turkey. ”

Charles reads Agent Stryker's mental memories and tells him what is going on in his heart.

"He's a goddamn spy! You've brought in a spy! ”

Director McCone's face changed, quite chaotic, and he pointed at Charles and then Mora as he spoke, quite angry.

"I didn't, I won't bring a spy in!" Mora hurriedly shook his head and replied, unnaturally, his expression was quite excited.

Several agents on the side were also noisy and excited, and they all wanted to clear themselves of their responsibilities.

Raven, who wore sunglasses and a wide trench coat, stood up and had already figured out how to deal with this kind of scene.

Flash.

Raven exerted her ability and directly turned into the appearance of Director McConn, and suddenly, the scene was so quiet that many agents looked at the other Director McConn in a daze, and then looked at McCohen sitting at the conference table, and they were all speechless for a while.

"How's this magic trick?"

Charles changed his sitting position and glanced at Raven, and every time he saw this ability, he was quite amazed, and now he was no longer surprised.

Ruiwen also changed back to the appearance of blue scaly skin in time, looking at everyone present,

"It's the best show I've ever seen." The chubby note-taking agent behind the conference table exclaimed.

"I want them to get out of this room right away."

Intelligence Director McCoen panicked, his fingers trembled and he gave the order, and said with some trembling: "Until I know how to deal with this matter, lock them up first." ”

"My agency isn't here, I'll take them away." The chubby agent interjected as he watched things develop.

"Ahem!"

Zhan Wuzha thought about it, coughed, and attracted everyone's attention.

"Look at this magic."

Zhan Wuzha got up and urged the venom to transform into a towering detachment, which spread in an instant, forming a spherical protective shield on the surface of the body.

I saw that in the eyes of the high-level officials of the Intelligence Bureau, the person who had never spoken, had a ball of energy flying out of his body, directly forming an energy shield.

"This one I call a shield, and it can withstand most missiles."

Zhan Wuzha said this quietly, then looked at Agent Mora, and said, "I know you have a gun, come and try the defense of this shield!" ”

"This ......"

Agent Mora looked at Director McCurn, and after receiving a nod of approval, he took out his pistol, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Will this shield bounce bullets?" ”

"I'm in control, not now!"

Zhan Wuzha naturally knew this, and replied like this, as for letting people restrict their actions here, in the previous discussion with Charles, he also said that cooperation requires equal strength.

At this time, Charles was not the later bald period, and he also recognized this point, and the situation was urgent, and sometimes he couldn't care too much.

And once he makes a mistake, Charles will also retain the option of modifying the thinking and memory of others, and start over and always find a solution.

Bang.

Agent Mora pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out of the chamber of the gun, faster than the sound, and hit the shield that was close at hand.

After a moment.

I saw that the bullet was embedded in the protective cover, and everyone in the conference room thought that this protective shield was nothing more than that, as long as it was a concentrated fire, it could be directly shattered, and it was not an impenetrable defense.

And yet the next moment.

They knew that it wasn't a bullet that had pierced the shield.

Zhan Wuzha controlled the shape of the protective shield to change shape, turned into a demonic hand, pinched the two ends of the bullet, and closed the two fingers up and down, and saw that the bullet was directly flattened.

Syllable!

The squashed bullet landed on the conference table with a crisp and loud sound.

Everyone was shocked again, the people with the ability to transform before, they were quite calm, and they had not yet formed a level of threat, but the protective shield of the person in front of them could easily guard against bullets, and even pinch bullets.

This intuitive visual impact shocked them, and they were even more shocked, angry and panicked than before.