"Ms. Yin, you have been frightened, on behalf of the military, I am deeply sorry for what happened to you in Sudan!" Major General Powell, who was carrying two stars on his shoulder, bowed to Yin Yun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yin Yun said coldly: "General Powell, if the apology works, why do you need a lawyer, what I want is truth and justice." ”

"Ms. Yin can rest assured that the FBI has intervened in the investigation, and the military will never shield any black sheep, even if he is the secretary of defense, oh, I am just making an analogy!" Powell smiled.

Yin Yun's expression was slightly relaxed: "I hope so!"

Powell's gaze swept over Zhang Quyi next to him, intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "This handsome young man should be a friend of China who Zhang Yi extended a helping hand, thank you for your rescue of my citizens!"

Zhang Quyi said lightly: "The general is polite, Ms. Yin is a philanthropist worthy of everyone's respect, it is my honor to help her, the conspiration of your soldiers to kidnap Ms. Yin is shameful and despicable, I hope you can deal with it justly and give Ms. Yin and all the citizens of the United States an explanation!"

"Of course!" Powell's face was a little stiff, but in the face of the cameras of the reporters around him, he could only squeeze out a sincere smile as much as possible.

The consul Mark hurriedly came out to the rescue and said to the Chinese consul: "Mr. Consul, I ask you to hand over Captain Eric and the captured Chinese soldiers to us. ”

The consul hurriedly turned his head to Zhen Xiong and said, "Battalion Commander Zhen, return the people to them!"

Zhen Xiong subconsciously looked at Zhang Quyi, the person was caught by this master, he didn't dare to make a claim, last night he saw Zhang Quyi driving the flying sword, this thing was a little scared in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Quyi nodding slightly, Zhen Xiong dared to order his subordinates to escort Captain Eric and those soldiers of the United States out.

At this moment, Zhang Quyi suddenly noticed a strange energy sweeping towards him, his heart was slightly cold, and his eyes subconsciously stared at a white old man behind Powell.

The old white man wore a gentleman's hat, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he looked kind, and Zhang Qu thought he was Powell's aide at first.

However, at this time, the old man's eyes became strange and deep, as if he could penetrate everything in the world, and there were no secrets in front of him.

"Stranger!" Zhang Quyi's heart moved, and he immediately urged his spiritual power to disturb the surrounding magnetic field, and the terrifying feeling of being "seen through" finally disappeared.

The white old man showed a look of surprise, his pupils flashed white, and he felt a chill in his eyebrows for a moment, and felt a strange force drilling into his divine sea, trying to control his thinking.

"Look for death!" Zhang Qu's eyes were cold, and his divine sense twisted into a sharp cone, and he collided with the strange energy-for-tat.

The old white man's face immediately turned pale, and he shook like an electric shock, and his whole body withered. Zhang Quyi was also uncomfortable, his head was buzzing, and dizziness hit wave after wave

Powell held the old white man beside him and looked at Zhang Quyi with a shocked expression.

Zhang Quyi raised his hand casually, and quietly made a motion to wipe his neck, and the old white man's face turned a little paler.

Powell's heart was shocked, and he originally wanted to propose to visit the barracks, but he did not dare to stay any longer at the moment, so he immediately took his leave and left.

"Little One, pay attention to safety!" Yin Yun said earnestly before leaving.

"Aunt Yin, you too!" Zhang Qu waved his hand and watched the convoy leave the camp, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

Yichen Dao walked to his side and whispered: "Zhang Shao, that white old man with a hat is weird!"

Zhang nodded and said, "It's the Stranger!"

Yichen Dao asked awe-inspiringly: "What kind of ability is it, Poor Dao felt that he was peeping at just now." ”

"It should be a perspective ability, and it may also be able to control people's minds!" Zhang Quyi said in a deep voice.

Yichen Dao and the first chaos have suddenly changed color, and the perspective eye is nothing, but the ability to control other people's thinking is too terrifying, this is equivalent to being able to control people's souls, and controlling people's souls is equivalent to controlling the physical body, so that you can commit suicide, and eat if you eat!

The other three masters of the five sects all looked uneasy, like eggplants beaten by frost. I thought the situation was grim before, but now there is an even more terrible old guy, and my confidence has been hit even harder.

Zhang Quyi frowned at the sword, this state is not good, and said lightly: "But don't worry, the other party's spiritual power is not too strong, it is not easy to control a master of strength, and I have been injured just now, and it is impossible to control other people's minds in the short term." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and Chu Chao hurriedly said: "Zhang Shao, then we have to take the opportunity to act quickly." ”

Cultivators whose strength has reached the strength of transformation are much stronger than ordinary people, but the spiritual power of people with abilities like Primal Chaos is not much stronger than that of ordinary people, and they just have special abilities in some aspects, so Primal Chaos is quite jealous of the white old man, and feels that it is better to take advantage of his injury to slip away quickly.

Zhang Qu nodded, turned to Zhen Xiong and said, "Battalion Commander Zhen, when can you bring in a new big truck?"

All three trucks were wrecked last night, so they had to be replaced.

"Tomorrow at the earliest!" Zhen Xiong said.

"Then prepare to leave tomorrow, and besides, can you get a remote-controlled bomb at the camp?"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and Zhen Xiong asked suspiciously: "What do you want to remotely control the bomb for?"

Zhang Quyi said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this, just provide it to me!"

Although Zhen Xiong was a little unhappy, Zhang Quyi was the top person in charge of this operation, and the military department had already instructed him to cooperate unconditionally, so he had to say: "There is no remote-controlled bomb camp, but it can be obtained, but it will take some time!"

"As soon as possible, get some more lead boxes for bombs!"

Yichen Dao and Chu Chao glanced at each other, and they both guessed what Zhang Quyi was thinking, and their faces suddenly became happy.

"Zhang Shao, this plan is very good!" Yichen Daoren stroked his beard and praised.

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on a Hummer off-road vehicle.

The old white man wearing a hat just now sat on his seat with a pale face, holding a pen and paper in his hand and drawing, on the paper was a Tai Chi pattern, and a small sword, which was exactly the picture in Zhang Quyidantian.

"Director X, that young man named Zhang Quyi is very strong?" Powell, who was sitting next to him, finally couldn't help but ask.

This wrinkled white old man was none other than Professor X, the director of the United States Abilities Bureau, and he only spat out three words: "Very powerful!"

Powell frowned and said: "Are you sure? If you are not sure, the military will have to do the incident of bombing the embassy by mistake again, I dare to bet that the Chinese people will still choose to swallow their anger, in short, the bow aircraft cannot fall into the hands of the Chinese people!"

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