Pan Long is certainly not joking.

The murderous aura in his eyes can be seen by anyone.

Among the three leaders of the Tower of Babel, the rabbit girl "Chimera" is still a little dazed - she really doesn't understand why things suddenly jump to the point where she needs to kill a group of leaders of various countries and major forces in the world, while the doctor and the queen have already understood Pan Long's determination.

"I know, I'll come up with this list as soon as possible. The queen sighed, "It's seven o'clock in the morning, and at lunchtime at the latest, I'll take out this list." ”

Pan Long nodded: "Actually, you don't need to start with a complete list, let's start with the nearest mobile city to us." I solved the problem of one city, and then came to you to get the list of leaders of the second city...... It should be more efficient, right?"

The doctor sighed, "How many people are you going to kill?"

"I don't know. Pan Long shook his head, "I don't care how many people I kill if necessary." But in general, killing the city lord of a mobile city should be more effective than killing a thousand soldiers, and it is estimated that a city will probably kill five or six people, which is actually not much. ”

"There are 315 mobile cities in the world. The doctor was very familiar with this number, and opened his mouth to come, "Thinking about it, it only takes less than 2,000 people to kill in total to solve the problem, and the cost does not seem to be too great to be unacceptable......"

The queen sneered: "Among these two thousand people, any one of them can kill hundreds or even thousands of people by hooking their fingers." If they were left to choose, they would probably rather the world end than agree to die. ”

"Few of the leaders of the mobile city are innocent. The doctor smiled wryly and said, "Don't talk about those people, even you and me...... It's the same way, even if you are killed by someone, you can't complain!"

The queen glanced at him, sighed, and did not refute this.

"I'm not a 'partner in justice,' and I'm not interested in being a 'judge of the end times.' Pan Long said, "Time is limited, and I don't have time to pay attention to whether they are good or evil." I just need them to support my plan to seal off the world's psionic mines with the Devil. ”

"Whoever is willing to do this, live. If you don't want it, you die. ”

"Even if it's the villains who support you, and the saints who oppose you?" asked the doctor, a little raised.

Pan Long nodded heavily: "This time the matter is not trivial, in normal times, I am willing to sacrifice interests in order to accommodate good and evil." But the interests of this time are too great, and they have overwhelmed good and evil—or rather, it may not be good that supports my plan this time, but it is definitely evil that opposes my plan!"

The doctor smiled, "I was worried that you would put too much pressure on yourself, but now I'm relieved. ”

His expression became serious: "Mentor, please remember. You wielded the butcher's knife this time to save our world. Anything that tries to hinder you is a scourge to the whole world. No matter who he was in the past or what he did, here and now, it is not a pity for him to die!"

"Don't worry, I'm not a kid either, so I won't put unnecessary pressure on myself. ”

Pan Long smiled and waved his hand: "I'll go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and I'll come to you later to get the information of the rulers of the nearby mobile cities." ”

About an hour later, Pan Long spread a document on the table and stared at the middle-aged man in a suit and sweating profusely.

"You made the right choice. He said, "Then sign it." ”

The middle-aged man swallowed and spat, looked at the office wall with a large hole in it out of the corner of his eye, picked up the pen with a trembling hand, but dropped it on the table with a single miss.

His face immediately turned pale, and he hurriedly rubbed his hands vigorously, rubbing them a dozen times, so strong that he almost rubbed off a layer of skin, and then grabbed the pen and quickly signed his name.

Pan Long put away the documents and smiled.

"Now that you've signed the paper, let's execute it quickly. "We have limited time, and we can't afford to delay." ”

After saying that, he jumped out of the big hole that he had just knocked out, flew into the sky in the wind, and quickly disappeared.

The middle-aged man shivered for a while before he regained his composure.

Then he shouted at the door: "Where are the people!

As if by magic, as if by magic, as soon as this sentence was finished, more than a dozen people came into the hulala room.

Bodyguards, secretaries, deputies...... There are also heads of various departments. Seeing that they came so quickly, it was obvious that they were guarding the door just now, but they didn't dare to come in.

...... Just now, Pan Long broke through the wall, and a bodyguard rushed in to protect the city lord, but before he could land, he was flicked by his fingers and flew out upside down, and he is still lying on the ground humming.

That bodyguard is already a tenth-level psionic with superior strength, and he can make him lie on the ground with a flick of his fingers in the air, this person is at least the pinnacle of the eleventh-level psionic person, and it is even likely to be the legendary twelfth-level psionic person!

What is the concept of a level 12 psyker, who can assassinate the emperor in the capital of the Slavic Empire, and can single-handedly defeat an army of 100,000.

Just these people, they all rush up and send them to death!

Therefore, the deputy city lord immediately stopped the others from rushing in to the rescue, in his words: "If you don't provoke that person, he may not kill the city lord." But if you rush in and provoke him, the city lord will surely die!"

After listening to the reports of his subordinates, the lord of a city with high power was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could only endure it.

Could it be that he still wants to compete with a twelfth-level psionic who can fly to the heavens and the earth?

As they said just now, if he cooperates, everyone will be happy. He didn't cooperate...... Anyway, there must be more than one or two people in this office building who are qualified to take over him, and it is just a matter of killing the person who is willing to cooperate to take over.

In the face of this kind of guy who is powerful and doesn't take the authority of the city lord in his eyes at all, what else can he do except bow his head and admit it and honestly cooperate with the other party's plan?

Indeed, shutting down the Psionic Mine will result in a heavy loss to the mobile city, and may even cause the city to no longer be able to move.

...... But that's at least for the future.

If he doesn't agree, he won't have a "future"!

How to choose, fools don't understand!

Soon, something like this was happening in mobile cities.

Most of the city lords have made a wise choice, and these old rivers and lakes are basically very discerning, and they can see that Pan Long has no intention of joking at all, and he does not accept bargaining at all.

The situation is stronger than people, and they can only admit it.

But there are also a few city lords, who may be usually arrogant, or it may be because power comes from inheritance and does not need to use too many brains...... In short, they made the wrong choice.

And Pan Long naturally did what he said, so that these mobile cities changed owners.

The city lords of the mobile city are the figures at the top of the power pyramid in this world, and even the death of one of them is enough to shock the world.

In just half a month, more than 30 city lords and more than 100 high-ranking officials died, and such a horrific incident made the whole world in an uproar, and major newspapers followed up and reported one after another, and all kinds of speculations and rumors were rampant.

But none of this has anything to do with Pan Long.

He only cared if the mines were closed or not.

As it turned out, his approach worked.

A month later, more than ninety percent of the world's psionic mines had been closed. The rest are small, unmanaged mines in the wilderness, and there are no mobile cities willing to take responsibility for them.

On the side of the Deep Sea Hunter, there was the most satisfying good news for him.

Recently, those cults that engage in sacrifices have not been able to summon anything, and they have not even been able to activate the sacrificial array.

This probably means that those terrifying demon gods in the sea of stars really don't notice the situation here.

All roads lead to Rome, although there are some turns, some hardships, and a lot of effort, Pan Long's planned plan is finally completed before he leaves this world!