Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Role of the Team (Part 2)
At the door of a villa with a fountain and a statue in front of it, Mayevsky said to the spiritual teacher next to him with a lingering expression of excitement: "House, this time it feels great, I am about to come into contact with the pure spiritual world. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
He is less than forty, tall, with deep eye sockets, a straight nose, light green eyes, and soft contours, he is a good beautiful man, and he is born with a childlike temperament, not at all like a gangster who kills people and arsons, smuggles and sells drugs, forces good people to become prostitutes, and does all kinds of evil.
The spiritual teacher is a young man of mixed race in his twenties, with dyed white hair and dark and deep eyes, who seem to be connected to another mysterious and strange world, even when he stands with Majevsky, who is much older than himself, he does not appear to be young, but more and more inscrutable.
"Very well, try to keep it that way, repeat the meditation tonight, and I'm sure we can be like the same kind of people. House replied with a smile, with a sense of relief, relief, relaxation, and tranquility.
Another spiritual cultivator in his forties, with a dark madness in his eyes, seemed to be still reminiscing about the carnival just now, and the feeling of life refreshment that he had been freed from the shackles of the carnival and expressed his soul.
He and House stood on Majewski's left and right, and boarded a bulletproof car, surrounded by professional bodyguards and gangster gunmen.
............
In a room on the first floor of the villa, Jennifer, whose cheeks were flushed, shook her wine glass, and looked at Huang Xiwen, who was completely relaxed, with bright eyes:
"How does it feel?"
"I felt light, my body seemed to have no weight, and my depression and pain were vented with yelling, and I was very happy. Huang Xiwen's eyes replied with a little confusion, although her body was tired, her spirit was satisfied.
However, it was the first time she had attended a similar party, and she quickly became worried:
"Sister Jennifer, is this addictive?"
"You can rest assured, this is the secret medicine of a spiritual community, and it does have a little marijuana ingredient, but you also know it, and you can also search for it, which is less addictive than cigarettes, you look at me, do you usually show signs of addiction?" Jennifer explained in a soft voice.
"Yes, senior sister, you look healthy and energetic. Huang Xiwen said half affirmatively and half enviously.
The senior sister coped with the classes and parties easily, unlike herself, full of pressure.
Jennifer smiled and said, "Lola, did you know there was a party on the second floor just now?"
"Yes. Huang Xiwen had long been curious about this, but she didn't take the invitation and couldn't pass the big man at the staircase.
"It is a **** secret party, which can help you better release stress, get rid of the shackles of the outside world and the body, truly see yourself differently, and see your own jewel-like bright mind, which can not only help you relax and get wonderful peace, but also allow you to experience the ultimate happiness, so as to break the 'prison' and get the opportunity to communicate with the pure spiritual world. Jennifer described in a dreamy tone.
Seeing that Huang Xiwen still had reservations, she was cautious, so she changed her words: "This is the most popular party in high society, there are parliamentarians, lawyers, professors, CEOs of various companies, and the spiritual cultivator you met before is their mentor, very powerful, much more powerful than superpowers." ”
Just hearing the words "high society", Huang Xiwen was moved, but she still had quite doubts about it, so she didn't dare to ask more, and she talked about him left and right.
............
At the entrance of the villa, after Mayevsky and the two spiritual cultivators got into the bulletproof car, several professional bodyguards did not immediately withdraw and took the black vehicle behind, but separated by four doors and guarded the surroundings.
As the bulletproof car started slowly, they held down the door, ran quickly, maintained the position just now, and did not retract their arms until the other party completely started to speed, quickly turned around, and got into the second car that was also moving forward but with the door open.
At this moment, a figure popped out of the shadows outside the villa, wearing a low-pressed baseball cap and black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, covering half of his face, while the exposed part was shining, confused with color, his muscles were clinging, and he was unusually thin.
It was too late, it was fast, Lou Cheng just pounced, and then shrank into inches and bullied the bulletproof car, hugged it, and immediately exploded, swelled his right arm, opened his palm, and slammed it on the trunk in the flames.
Squeak squeak!
A sharp and piercing grinding sound was instantaneous, and the rear wheels of the bulletproof sedan were pressed to the ground, first spinning wildly, then rapidly slowing down, splashing golden sparks.
And Lou Cheng's feet were inward, and the muscles were exaggerated, twisting the strength of the whole body into one, and the cracks around him were highlighted one by one, spreading outward.
He just stopped a car that was already speeding!
When this sudden change occurred, the rear car subconsciously braked sharply and shook several bodyguards, so that they did not stretch out the large-caliber pistol from the window for the first time.
And House in front of him had already reacted, his eyes flashed, and a distorted shadow appeared in front of him.
At this time, Lou Cheng didn't make any extra movements, his left arm shook, poked out, his five fingers opened, bulging small muscles and veins, and grabbed the door of the vehicle's fuel tank in a blue-black sandwich.
In the cracking sound of steel shattering, the "small door" was pulled up, and Lou Cheng took advantage of this momentum to retreat, avoiding the shadow from the attack through the car door, and the thumping shot of the bodyguard in the back car.
They steadied themselves and ejected their guns from the window, completing a round of rapid fire.
One retreat, one retreat, in the process, Lou Cheng's right hand suddenly flung forward, shooting out a heavy fireball with a high degree of condensation, accurately igniting the shadow, and drilling into the fuel tank!
"No!" Seeing this, Mayevsky and the captain of the bodyguards let out a shocking cry.
Bang!
A huge explosion rang out, engulfing everything else, and a terrifying fireball rose from the inside of the bulletproof car, tumbling outward, tearing steel plates, shattering glass, and igniting a raging crimson, magnificent to the extreme, and terrifying to the extreme.
The bodyguards in the back car were stunned for a moment, endured the fear of the secondary explosion, got out of the car one after another, and divided into two groups, one group will shoot in the direction of Loucheng, and one group will try to save people.
At this moment, the flames that completely covered the car in front suddenly parted strangely, and were pushed around by the yin wind blowing out of thin air, dyed dark green.
Inside the car, where only the skeleton remained, "spiritual" House had dark eyes, his clothes were in tatters, and he kicked open the tattered car door with a pale face and walked out, his left hand wrapped around the shadow, and his right arm pulled Majewski.
This underworld tycoon had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and there were many terrible burn marks on his body, although the injuries were not fatal, but they were quite serious, and he almost fell into a coma on the spot, while another spiritual cultivator and his right-hand man as a driver, even if they were stronger, were equally embarrassed and almost lost their combat power.
Lou Cheng turned around, he had already retreated to the back of the flower bed, and when the bodyguard got out of the car and House drove the fire, his left hand had reached into his pocket, grabbed a coin, and popped it out with his fingers.
Zheng!
The penny twisted and deformed, rubbing into a golden spark that shot at Majewski.
With a low curse, House dropped Maevsky at his feet, his palms stretched forward, creating more shadows, and meeting the "blasting bomb".
Bang! The coin exploded, splitting apart, piercing through layers of shadows, and finally losing its strength, while the bodyguards covered Lou Cheng's position with fire, forcing him to retreat and stay away from the scene.
At that moment, in the rear of the group, a bullet shot out of the silencer and silently entered Majewski's head, causing his eyes to widen and bulge sharply, and his body was incontinent and dead.
On the huge stone carving in the fountain, the black shadow that had been dormant for a long time threw out a few thin lines, stuck to the corner of the villa, and disappeared with a swish.
Seeing this, Lou Cheng quickly retreated, no longer staying, and in a few ups and downs, he threw everyone away.
After a while, he suddenly paused, and a shadow tracking himself was reflected in the "Mind Ice Mirror", which was like a face, vaguely showing the appearance of House.
For non-human beings who are physically alienated, it is very simple to use "superpowers" in a small area, but in the case of long distances, it is impossible to control them at all, while "spirituality" seems to be unlimited.
Lou Cheng remained silent, sketching the ancient character "soldier" in his mind, turning its bloody feeling into spikes and shooting towards the shadow.
This is an operation that can only be completed after his "Ice Mirror" breakthrough, which also belongs to the simplification of the "Nine Character Formula", and also uses the power reduction in exchange for quick use.
With a pop, the "spike" struck the shadow, annihilating it in one fell swoop.
"Ahh
The bodyguards looked at each other for a few seconds, and they were about to start saving people, but at this time, the car flames were full again, resulting in a secondary explosion.
Bang!
The loud noise frightened the men and women in the villa pale, some called the police, and some tried to peek outside.
"Don't be afraid, with Mr. House here, there's no problem. Jennifer comforted Huang Xiwen, "And Mr. Zayer, he is a powerful man with a head and a face......"
Zayer is a pseudonym for Majevsky.
"Is Mr. House strong?" asked Huang Xiwen tremblingly.
"Very strong, he is a very gifted devotional. Jennifer confirmed.
After waiting for a few minutes, seeing that the explosions and gunfire had stopped, they cautiously looked out of the window, only to see a luxury car burned to the skeleton, and Majewski and House were moved aside without moving.
The villa was completely quiet and depressing, and Huang Xiwen shook her head, feeling that this would be her lingering nightmare.
............
Two blocks away, Lou Cheng rendezvoused with Smith and replaced them with his takeaway clothes and sneakers, leaving them in ashes.
Seeing that Lou Cheng's bones made bursts of sounds, becoming bigger and taller, his facial muscles bulging, and becoming more defined again, Smith couldn't help but exclaim:
"Oh, that's amazing. ”
"A little trick. Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
After "the void meets the gods", his control over his body is enough to complete the shrinking of the bones.
Smith drove the sedan into the distance, and after a moment of silence, he said with a lingering sigh:
"I'm really crazy, I was actually bewitched by you, I participated in this incident, I violated Spider-Man's creed, I don't deserve to be Spider-Man anymore, Lou, you know, this is my first time killing people, I've been a secret agent for five years, I haven't participated in any dangerous missions, and I haven't done a few things that a 'superhero' should do, this is the first time I've experienced it, a bullet shoots out, and a life is gone, Majewski and the spirituality around him are damned, but in the case of not being convicted, I feel like I'm committing ......a crime"
Lou Cheng glanced at Smith, and the corners of his mouth twitched:
"Smith, calm down, how did I not know you talking so much before......"
"Understood, understood, calm, calm. Smith took a breath and regained his agent professionalism.
Lou Cheng groaned and said, "Do you think Mayevsky deserves to die? If you can find strong evidence to nail him, others will do it a long time ago, if not, even if you catch him, he can easily leave the courtroom." ”
"I know. Smith looked sideways at Lou Chengdao, "I just feel like I'm no longer Spider-Man, I need to find a concept that really suits me, Lou, why are you so calm? Don't you have an inner struggle?"
Isn't this nonsense, I wasn't the one who killed in the end...... Lou Cheng thought for a moment and replied seriously:
"Maybe it's because I don't have a lot of legal awareness. ”
"......" Smith was at a loss.
Without further ado, he took a detour, "put back" the gun next to Majewski's opponent's men, and finally sent Lou Cheng to the north of Cannes.
Entering the house, Lou Cheng saw Yan Zheke waiting in the living room without changing his pajamas, and said with a smile:
"That's it, So.easy. ”
"Specifics. Yan Zheke breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a shining gaze.
Lou Cheng was about to describe it, when he suddenly heard the buzzing of his stomach, and said with a sneer: "I'll get some food first, I'm hungry for this one." ”
"I'll do it!" Yan Zheke raised his arm eagerly, "What do you want to eat?"
"Do you want to eat noodles?" Lou Cheng said with a casual smile.
"There is flour~ You can make your own noodles. Yan Zheke ran quickly in small steps, entered the kitchen, and then called out to Lou Cheng, pointing to the flour and said, "I'm reconciled, you come and knead!"
"Didn't you do it?" Lou Cheng laughed.
Yan Zheke pursed his lips and replied innocently:
"You have a lot of hands!"
"Okay. Lou Cheng smiled and put on an apron.
When Huang Xiwen and others finished accepting the police's questioning, he just took out a pot of noodles, watched Yan Zheke heat up the leftovers before, poured them in as a topping, and then ate them happily, occasionally telling the girl about the previous things.
It was a great night.