"Zhou, are you alright?"

On the viewing platform, Norosovsky asked worriedly. Just now, he had been looking at Xiaoshanbao, watching Richardson drive Wilson and the others away, and was about to exchange their views with Lao Zhou, but found that Lao Zhou was sitting on a chair, his face was pale and sweating profusely.

What's going on?, he thought. Dongfang Cultivation has always paid great attention to the conditioning of the body, and it is impossible for Zhou to suddenly have any illness, right? Looking at the way his eyes are slightly closed, it seems that he is casting some kind of spell. But what spell is so difficult that it can make Zhou look like he can't hold it?

Lao Zhou opened his eyes, gasped for breath a few times, and his face slowly became a little bloody.

"Oh, my body suddenly felt a little unwell, and my luck adjusted a little...... Thank you for your concern. ”

He smiled reluctantly and said to Norosovsky.

Norosovsky shook his head in confusion.

"It's fine if you're okay. ”

He concluded.

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At the other end of the viewing platform, Wilson and others gathered in one place. Richardson kept his promise and was inseparable from them. On the hill where they had hidden, members of the "Paranormal Research Society" were busy dismantling the equipment they had left behind.

Richardson insisted on withholding the equipment, at least temporarily.

Wilson was not distressed by the seizure of equipment, because he was sure that he would ask for it back afterwards. Now, it was the contemptuous glances cast by the representatives of some countries on the viewing platform that made him sit on pins and needles. But on the other hand, he was also secretly glad and even secretly proud, that is, it seems that no one has noticed that they have a few more people on the field. Originally, he decided to signal when he had the opportunity. I snatched the flag and ended the game. But now it seems......

Several of the people in the Jiapai were the elite of his subordinates, even without the support of large equipment. There is still a good chance of winning. It's a shame not to win, but it's not much different from winning if you can beat the toughest opponent - speaking of which, if you had known that the shielding circle was going to go wrong, you might as well have put your own men on the field. That way, you have a better chance of winning.

He watched quietly at the arena below the mountain.

In stark contrast to his impassivity, Richardson, who was constantly eyeing Wilson and the others, suddenly put his hands on his ears and a look of surprise on his face. And then turned a sharp gaze to Wilson.

Wilson's heart was weak for a while. He knew that Richardson must have a tiny receiver in his ear so that he could receive reports from his men at any time. Look at Richardson's expression...... Could it be said. Has they been caught adding more manpower to the field?

If Wu Ge could gain insight into Wilson's thoughts, he would definitely comfort Wilson and tell him, "It's okay, don't be afraid." It's not what you think. "Because the miniature receiver is installed deep inside the ear though. Under normal circumstances, the same confidentiality as the sound transmission technique is guaranteed, but after all, there is still a faint sound that will leak out. For Wu Ge, who has already achieved the communication of his six senses, it is not too difficult to hear this voice. He had just heard Richardson's men report, "Mr. President, we have found him, and we are locating him...... He's right near you...... Yes, right behind Mr. Wilson. ”

Wu Ge is indeed behind "Mr. Wilson". After coming down from the arena, Wu Ge, who was full of disbelief, had a provocative mentality and stood with Wilson and others. I just want to see if they can find themselves.

Richardson, who heard the report from his subordinates, didn't believe his ears - how could the mysterious "Chinese cultivator" he had always identified as a "Chinese cultivator" stand behind Wilson? His accent, the RMB he carried, and the items in his suitcase all showed that he was Chinese?

Could it be that Wilson is suspicious?

In addition, he still didn't believe his eyes. He is also a veteran figure in the cultivation world, no matter how high this mysterious person's cultivation is, it can't be said that at such a close distance, when he already knows his specific location, he still can't see a trace of abnormality?

He rubbed his eyes involuntarily. Although in this case, it should be his Tianmu acupoint that bears the responsibility, and it has nothing to do with the eyes. But people's old concepts are deep-rooted, once they feel that they can't "see" or "see" clearly, they always habitually hit the board on their eyes.

"Mr. Wilson," he asked coldly, "how many of you have come to this meeting?"

"Well, a dozen. ”

Wilson scratched his chin and said vaguely.

"Dozens?"

Richardson asked. Wilson's evasion made his doubts deeper.

"Eleven. ”

Wilson replied. But that number should actually be fourteen. Wilson played a clever trick, thinking that if Richardson had known the truth, he could argue that the number didn't include the players on the field.

But that's not what Richardson had in mind.

"Eleven, including the person behind you?"

He asked unexpectedly.

"Behind me?"

Wilson subconsciously turned around...... There's no one behind me?

As soon as he turned around, Richardson raised his hands, and his five fingers burst out with a long red light, forming a half-moon-shaped halo. As soon as the aura took shape, Richardson let out a loud cry, swept past Wilson, and thrust his hands forward. The half-moon aura formed a circle of light and slammed inward...... Pounced.

Wilson was shocked and angry.

"Mr. Richardson, no matter what misunderstanding you may have about us, this behavior of yours is against the ...... Uh, uh?"

He stopped, his eyes rolling.

"That is," he asked tentatively, "...... Unknown people are trespassing here?"

Richardson snorted, stared at him and asked:

"Don't you know yourself?"

"How can I be clear?"

Wilson replied. As he was concentrating on the question, his answer seemed a little dazed and absent-minded. Yes, there must be someone making trouble, otherwise, how could their shielding circle fail for no reason? On the Chinese side, four people came back, three were on the field, and Zhou had been on the viewing platform. If it is said that they secretly arranged people...... Then everything makes sense.

"Mr. Richardson, this is definitely not our doing. You know, the shielding circle we had in the arena just now was also destroyed. Uh, of course, I promise that we did that absolutely for peaceful, well-intentioned purposes...... Either way, we're victims. ”

Richardson stared at Wilson. Of course, he did not agree with Wilson's statement of a "victim of peace", but judging by Wilson's reaction, he did not know about it.

"I think China is the most suspicious in this matter. Wilson leaned in close to Richardson and whispered. "We are allies, and we are ready to help you get to the bottom of this matter. What do you think?"

"This is our business, you don't interfere. ”

Richardson said toughly. (To be continued......)