Medical Sovereign

"Take it away, you must take it all away, otherwise it will be a waste of natural resources."

Everyone quickly reached a consensus, threw the unconscious Aoki into the car, lifted the Nissan and flew away.

On the outskirts of Ninghai, near the highway intersection.

"Little mouse, keep running. Why don't you run away?"

Shen Qi hugged his arms and stared at the panting Western man, and said jokingly.

The Western man's blue-grey pupils stared at Shenqi and asked in English: "Who are you?"

Shenqi didn't understand any English at all, and said impatiently: "Barbarians, what kind of bird language are they talking about, come back with me..."

Before he finished speaking, a faint sound broke through the air. Shenqi suddenly turned his head and looked into the dark distance, and said with a evil smile: "It turns out there are other little mice."

Then, Shenqi gently waved his hand in front of the Western man's horrified eyes...

The rapidly approaching sniper bullet suddenly turned around and flew backwards. With a pop, a rapid and shrill scream could be faintly heard in the darkness in the distance.

"Okay, that little mouse is gone, it's your turn."

Shenqi said calmly, as if he had done something insignificant, and reached out to grab the Western man's neck.

Unexpectedly, the Western man suddenly pulled out a large-caliber pistol with lightning speed and pulled the trigger without even taking aim. The bullets whizzed straight towards Shenqi's face.

"The little mouse is really disobedient. This mere hidden weapon is of no use to me."

Shenqi said calmly, and a transparent spiritual shield suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him. The bullet stopped suddenly and stood strangely still in mid-air.

The Western man looked desperate, and he shot himself in the temple without hesitation. Half of his head was blown off, his skull was half opened, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"What the hell, you're being cruel."

Shenqi cursed in frustration, stepped forward and touched the man for a long time, but couldn't find anything that could confirm his identity. He picked up his body angrily, and quickly ran to the place where the sniper was hiding. He made a hole on the spot and buried both corpses in it before turning around and leaving.

five minutes later,

The ground squirmed slightly, and two gray-faced men emerged from the ground. One was a middle-aged man with only half a head, and the other was a sniper with a bloody hole between his eyebrows.

A strange red light shone in the middle-aged man's eyes, and after a beeping electric light flashed all over his body, the missing half of his head actually grew out of thin air, and returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

The same was true for the sniper beside him. After the electric light flashed, a warhead squeezed out from between the eyebrows and fell to the ground with a snap. The blood hole between the eyebrows also healed as before at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The warriors from China are indeed as good as clouds."

The red light in the middle-aged man's eyes disappeared, with a hint of lingering fear, and he murmured in fear.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

The sniper asked without any fear, as if he were a robot without emotions.

"The Chinese master has gone far, we continue to carry out the mission."

The middle-aged man had regained his composure at this moment and said calmly.

"Yes, sir."

The sniper straightened his body, performed a standard American military salute, picked up the sniper rifle and carried it behind his back, hunched over and ran forward quickly, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man glanced at the sniper's back, with fear in his eyes, and quickly left in the opposite direction.

He originally planned to personally command on the spot, but after seeing the terror of the Shenzhou warriors, he immediately became frightened and decided to remotely control the command. Otherwise, if he encounters a terrifying warrior like Shenzhou Seven again, it may be difficult for him to escape the fate of death.

After all, he is a semi-cyborg, and he still has human emotions and desires, and he is also afraid of death in his heart.

Unlike their biochemical warriors who have been modified all over their bodies, they do not have any human emotions at all. They are purely fighting machines. No matter how terrifying the enemy is, they will not make them feel the slightest fear.

…

The stone street was still damp and dark, with only two air-breathing lanterns bringing a faint light to the narrow alley.

Crunch!

The car lights flashed at the entrance of the alley, and a taxi stopped at the entrance of the alley. A gray-haired old man got out of the taxi with the support of a young girl.

After watching the taxi drive away, the old man turned around and stared at the long, gloomy alley, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in his muddy old eyes.

"Dad, what is this place?"

The girl blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked curiously at the ancient and outdated alley.

"This is where some of my old friends live."

The old man said something vague and perfunctory, and took the lead to walk into the alleyway.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, the girl didn't continue to ask. She took two quick steps and took the old man's arm, helping him to continue moving forward.

In front of the pawn shop, the old man knocked on the old door panel with familiarity. It was still two short and three long, still a long wait, and the wooden door opened again.

The only difference from when Sun Yaozu came to the door was that this time when the wooden door was opened, it was no longer blind, but brightly lit.

On the marble counter like a bank handling business, stainless steel pipes are directly connected to the ceiling. On the shelves behind the counter, there are a dazzling array of items, including antique cultural relics and antiques, as well as modern electronic appliances, and even There are some exotic compass watches out there…

An equally old, skinny and short white-haired old man wearing an old-fashioned mandarin jacket stood in front of the open door on the side of the counter, looking at him with deep eyes: "Old ghost Sun, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, Abacus, I haven't seen you for more than fifty years. Are you... all okay?"

The old man broke free from the girl's hand, straightened his body subconsciously, looked at the skinny old man in front of him with complex eyes, and said with emotion.

"Old ghost Sun, you came all the way here, aren't you here to reminisce about old times?"

The skinny old man looked at him with a half-smile, his seemingly cloudy old eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Ahem, my family is unlucky and there is an unscrupulous son. I have no choice but to shamelessly seek help from my old friends."

The old Valley Master blushed and said straight to the point without hiding it.

"Old Ghost Sun, friendship is friendship, but you know the rules."

Abacus said calmly with a businesslike look on his face, and glanced at the girl next to the old Valley Master intentionally or unintentionally.

"Of course, the rules cannot be broken. I understand this."

The old Valley Master understood, glanced at the girl who had been silent since entering the room, and said in a deep voice: "Yanyan, you wait for me here, my old friend and I will go in to talk about something."

"Okay, Dad."

Sun Yaoyan nodded and responded obediently.

Abacus glanced at Sun Yaoyan thoughtfully, lifted the curtain behind her, revealing the door without a door behind, and made a gesture of invitation.

The old Valley Master walked in first without hesitation, followed closely by Abacus, and casually lowered the curtain.

Sun Yaoyan looked thoughtful and quickly looked around. Seeing that there was no electronic monitoring equipment installed, she tiptoed towards the door to hear what they were talking about.

But soon, she looked at the curtain in surprise, and a strange color flashed in her eyes. Unexpectedly, this curtain, which seemed to be made of ordinary cotton, had the magical effect of isolating spiritual consciousness and silence. These so-called old friends seem to be very simple.

Inside the door, it is completely different from a pawn shop. It is antique and has a yard of old-fashioned furniture from China. When you are inside, you feel like you have returned to the 1950s and 1960s.

Abacus is slowly brewing tea in a sea of ​​old tree roots. The boiling water is poured into the teapot filled with green tea leaves, and the fragrance of tea is immediately overflowing and refreshing.

But the old valley owner had no intention of admiring the tea art. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to ask: "Abacus, where is your shopkeeper?"

"With the shopkeeper not here, does Valley Master Sun think I can't be the boss?"

Abacus poured the tea without raising his head and teased with a self-deprecating tone.

The old Valley Master's face was suffocated, and he laughed and said: "How could it be possible? It's just that this time I want to invite the general..."

Abacus's hand trembled uncontrollably, and the hot tea spilled on his wrinkled old hand. He still couldn't help but raised his head in shock, and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Old ghost Sun, are you crazy? Please move the general. Don’t you know what the price will be?”

"I know. Because I know, that's why I want to see the shopkeeper and have an interview with him."

The old Valley Master said decisively with a look of determination on his face.

Abacus looked at him with complicated eyes, shook his head and muttered: "You are really crazy. Is it really worth doing this for a junior?"

"Not only the descendants, but also the heirlooms passed down by my ancestors. What's more, this evil beast exposed the fact that the Nine Flowers Jade Cauldron is a top-grade spiritual weapon in front of everyone. It is very likely that those people will be alarmed. If the general can't be invited, , our Yaowang Valley lineage will most likely be wiped out this time.”

The old Valley Master explained helplessly with a bitter look on his face.

"Why!"

Abacus glanced at him sympathetically and sighed softly: "In that case, I will inform the shopkeeper now. However, once I notify the shopkeeper, there will be no room for maneuver in this matter. You must think it over carefully. ah."

"I've thought it over clearly and won't change it, so I'll bother Brother Baanbaan."

The old Valley Master cupped his hands and said seriously.

"Okay then, I'm going to inform the shopkeeper now. You can wait here."

Seeing that he was determined, Abacus stopped persuading him and walked towards the inner room, shaking his head.

The old Valley Master sat quietly on the mahogany sofa, sipping tea slowly, his face as calm as ever, and his old eyes as deep as a deep pool.

…

At the entrance of the highway toll station, a police car with blue and red lights flashing was parked on the side of the road. The door was half open. Three police officers wearing reflective yellow and white vests were smoking and chatting.

In the distance, a burst of car lights flashed, and a Toyota Business that was approaching at lightning speed began to slow down slowly.

"Target reached, get ready."

A police officer calmly raised his hand and whispered into the headset.

Then, he put the cigarette butt still on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, stepped forward quickly, and made a gesture to pull over for inspection.

The other two police officers walked to the roadside at the same time with spotlight flashlights, ready for inspection.

The Toyota Business slowly stopped on the side of the road. Just as the policeman who stopped the car showed a scheming smile, with a bang, the Toyota Business suddenly accelerated and hit the policeman like a wild horse. .

The police officer was shocked and it was too late to dodge. A look of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hands to support the front of the car and kicked the ground with both feet. He curled up into a ball and used inertia to fly 360 times in the air. Degree tumbling.

"Baga, the plan has failed. Plan No. 3 must be implemented and they must be stopped."

When two police officers on the roadside saw that they had been discovered and ambushed, they shouted angrily into their headsets.

boom!

The roar of the engine suddenly sounded, and several bright lights lit up inside the toll station, instantly blocking all lanes with vehicles.

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