Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 88 Incredible Power

Then she changed the topic and turned to look at the police car whizzing by on the road not far away.

His eyes gradually turned cold.

"Before I treat them, I need to collect some interest."

…

At the same time, shortly after Mo Yu left.

Several helicopters rumbled in from the dark night and landed in the empty land that had been burned to ashes.

Several heavily armed combatants disembarked from the helicopter.

They wore helmets and held black shields.

Looking at the car wreckage that was reduced to ashes, he took out a machine to scan it.

It is also the office area of ​​the leader of the Guzman family, the real leader of the group.

In his other hand, he held a silver needle, brought it to his eyes and looked at it repeatedly, and finally sighed in admiration.

He was looking at an old man with gray hair, kind eyes, and a blue cloak, who looked like an old gentleman.

He is holding a magnifying glass in his hand and wearing reading glasses on his face.

After knowing the girl's true identity, he carefully examined the killer's injuries again and even performed a craniotomy on him.

Night falls.

"Who knows what kind of abilities these supernatural beings have?"

Dark red long table edge.

As he said this, he couldn't help but glance at the man and chuckle.

"Yes, a needle penetrates the skull, what kind of power is this?" the old man sighed sincerely.

"After testing, an abnormal fire element explosion occurred here, and there were no supernatural spiritual fluctuations within the five kilometers nearby."

"It's hard to imagine that this is the hand power of a little girl."

It turned out that the silver needle not only penetrated his forehead bone.

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"Incredible, incredible, unimaginable, an ordinary silver needle can have such penetrating power?"

"Fernand, you still have the foresight. People with such abilities are indeed difficult to deal with. If you fail to defeat the tiger, it will not be beautiful if you suffer backlash."

It also penetrated directly through his brain, sunk deeply into the back of his skull, and almost came out of the back of his head.

At this time, the old man's black cane was placed aside.

Empty cafe in office area.

"This is not a penetrating power. It is just an ordinary silver needle. The most important thing is the person who uses it."

Half a while passed.

The man sitting opposite him sneered while stirring the coffee in his hand.

"Report to the captain, this search team has all been killed."

Mexico city center.

Although it was late at night, at least half of the rooms in this skyscraper were still lit.

This is the top floor of the building.

The lights are even brighter and brighter.

The headquarters building of Mexico's largest drug lord group.

"At first I thought I just didn't go in a little bit?"

That's when I discovered it in amazement.

Sitting opposite each other.

White smoke emitted from the coffee on the table.

A tall, bearded man with brown pupils and a diamond between his nose.

The wound between the killer's eyebrows was not as simple as a sneak attack.

The old man was the honorary committee member responsible for receiving Mo Yu and selling weapons to external parties during the day.

…

The rising white steam blurred his sharp-edged and heroic face.

The 108th floor.

"Naturally, these supernatural beings should have been dealt with by those with supernatural abilities."

A rare compliment.

The man chuckled.

As he spoke, he gave the old man a meaningful look.

"I have sent someone to look at the place you mentioned, and the goods you sent her have long since disappeared."

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