My golden finger is delicious

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It is China's sincerity to knock out the group of people behind.

But to ensure that these people who surrendered to the Holy Church are telling the truth...

That depends on China's "strength".

Wu Ding looked at the "sensible" people of the Holy Church.

His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if he was poisoned.

After completing her mission, Jiang Lan looked at Wu Ding like this and also came to play.

She knelt beside Wu Ding trembling.

As a real Ming Dynasty person, Jiang Lan was more or less a lady from a noble family.

Her etiquette posture is absolutely beautiful and engraved in her bones.

As a manner that is integrated into her daily life, she can not only do it beautifully and elegantly, but also express her inner thoughts through fine-tuning body movements.

At this moment, Jiang Lan, with just a bow, showed a kind of piety brought by fear.

It makes people feel that she is extremely humble.

The kind of life and death are controlled by that person.

Wu Ding: Sister, this didn't happen beforehand.

But thank you.

A female ghost who just killed everyone was so afraid of Wu Ding.

The terrifying degree of Wu Ding rose sharply.

Wu Ding looked at the beautiful woman who knelt at his feet with contempt.

Then, the word "Wu" floated out of his palm one by one.

Condensed and dispersed.

The semi-finished array disk that was just thrown aside was re-forged.

In an instant, the array disk that was harmless to humans and animals just now condensed into an extremely evil existence.

Poisonous, devouring, tearing, nightmare, hallucination, death...

Just looking at that unknown thing will produce all kinds of bad feelings.

Zhudao and others looked at Anrou and others weakly and helplessly.

Silently and obscurely expressed: You guys take care of it! ! ! We all surrendered! ! ! What else does he want to do!

"Wu Ding! What are you going to do?"

"Waste is shameful, isn't it?" He glanced at the group of people in Zhudao, and then at the group of people who were already unconscious, with an eager evil in his eyes. "Don't worry, I'm just making a toy."

The array plate and materials in his hand have merged into a group of unknown objects.

It floats in the air and wriggles unnaturally.

Occasionally, a liquid leaks out.

It directly corrodes a small pit on the ground.

The three people in Zhudao: !!! !!! !!!

Very good, the last warning is quite successful.

The things the three confessed fit seamlessly.

Huaxia: Is he from Shanghai Theatre Academy or Beijing Film Academy?

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It seems that Jiang Lan and Wu Ding don't need to do anything else for the rest of the things.

In order to prevent the route, An Rou and the others pretended to be tough and drove the people away.

An Rou and the others first announced the "negotiation results" to the public.

The ending is that the "heartless man" died again to apologize, which is quite a happy ending.

It can be said to be gratifying.

At the same time, the senior members of the Holy Church who participated in the competition suffered the aftermath of the attack.

Unfortunately, all of them were "unconscious".

Cults are difficult to control under special circumstances.

Because their governments need them or the local governments are unable to control them.

In the international community, anyone with a brain will be condemned by everyone.

The Holy Church fell.

The rational, peripheral, and timid ones all scattered.

The brainless fans want to make trouble... Sorry, it's not that easy to go abroad.

Most people don't have the financial resources to make trouble abroad for a period of time.

Even if a group of people really came to China, they would be arrested if there was a fierce conflict.

If they quietly held up the banner...

Chinese people: What does this foreign word mean? (Take out the phone to translate.) Oh, isn't this the evil cult in the news? Call the police.

Yes, they will still be arrested.

The Holy Church itself is not a concern without a sponsor and a leader.

The key point is the secrets hidden by the Americans.

The Americans are also hesitating.

After their people woke up, they immediately checked the people of the Holy Church.

The conclusion is that these people are either seriously injured or close to the level of vegetative state.

They don't know much about the Xuanmen methods, and they are not sure whether it is the female ghost showing her power or "faking death".

They can only hold their noses and go back to discuss.

Discuss whether Huaxia knows about their conspiracy.

In the final analysis, one is the confidence in their control of the "hostages". The second is to be lucky, after all, such a big "plan" will cost countless US dollars.

Now the economy is in recession, and they can't fill the collapsed market bubble by printing US dollars.

If they retreat rashly, it is basically equivalent to announcing failure.

After all, those instruments and those experimental subjects cannot be transferred.

The project leader cannot bear this responsibility.

If there is no conclusive evidence that Huaxia already knows, they will not leave.

The last point is naturally the confidence hidden in the base.

They don't have many monks, but a lean camel is bigger than a horse. They have connections, money, and shamelessness.

I can always entrust many monks from other countries, even Chinese monks, to help me with things.

Those people may not know what they have done.

They can't even remember that they did a small task a few months ago or even a few years ago and earned a simple little money.

If they cover up the secret, the fortune-tellers in China can't find them!

Hesitation, doubt and confidence.

It only took two or three days.

For China, it was enough.

When the hostages were hidden, as soon as the door was opened, they encountered the armed joint ** team.

One or two Chinese monks were behind them.

And the lineup at the entrance of their secret base was even more luxurious.

Including Wu Ding, there were ten Chinese monks, and they were not like the last time when they rescued the scientists, who brought their juniors to train.

They were all the best fighters from each sect and family.

The Americans were dumbfounded.

They couldn't believe it. What was going on.

China: The hostages must not be hidden in the research base. After all, China only gave them three days for the whole thing.

Not in the base, no special protection.

After divination and divination to get the direction and general direction, use modern methods to investigate... Get the location, is it difficult?

As for the location of human body research.

After they said the location in Takeshima, the satellite cloud map locked it. Is it difficult?

Technology and metaphysics complement each other.

However, I think you don't have the opportunity to complement each other.

Who made your technology weaker and weaker, and metaphysics never strong.

Wu Ding and others ignored the well-hidden surveillance camera.

Facing the rough defensive formation.

Wu Ding and others kicked it open directly.

Even if they were prepared, the scene inside made people's eyes red instantly.

"This bunch of beasts."

"Don't insult the beasts."

"Shut up the mouths of those white coats, I don't want to hear a word. I don't want to hear those disgusting words in the three-dimensional world."

What can the crazy scientists say?

Everything is dedicated to science, everything is for the progress of mankind, and everything is for the future of mankind.

This is the successor to the temple, and this is the code for the evolution of all mankind.

Do you know what you are destroying?

You are destroying the future of mankind!

Enough, really enough.

It's enough to leave these lines in the two-dimensional film and television works.

Say it in the three-dimensional world to match this miserable scene.

They are really afraid that they will crush people to death on the spot.

Men, women, young and old, from different countries, with different skin colors, all lying unconscious on the operating table.

Their hearts and brains were opened.

Unknown objects were inserted.

Strange colored liquids were being injected into their mouths and blood vessels at the same time.

All of them were skinny and dying, relying on this unknown device to maintain their vital signs.

It looked like they were just one breath away from death, but when people got closer, they found that they were all awake!

They were awake and suffering such torture!

If the accompanying people were ordinary medical staff, they would definitely be helpless in this situation.

But the accompanying people were not just ordinary people.

The witchcraft that saved Xuanfeng's life back then, it is no longer such a simple operation to use the Wu Ding now.

Wu Ding forcibly saved people's lives.

The medical practitioners who followed were not idle either. One of them was taking the pulse with one hand and using silver needles to stop bleeding with the other hand, working together to reduce the collapse of the patient's body functions after being separated from the drug input.

The other used a flexible scalpel to skillfully remove the things inserted into the human body.

The most amazing thing is that the scalpel, which is obviously made of metal, bursts with vitality, cutting the wound and healing it at the same time.

The speed is so fast that it exceeds the reaction of cells.

Watching the foreign body being removed, the scalpel dug out the bloody wound connective tissue, and then healed under the dual effects of Wu Ding's technique and the scalpel.

The real combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

No, it should be a combination of Chinese and Western mysterious medicine.

The last wound was sutured. I'm afraid it will be shocking to say it. It was sutured by a spider.

An old woman wearing ethnic minority costumes stretched out her finger, and a white spider crawled out of her sleeve...

The audience at the scene accepted it well.

Wu Ding had never seen it, but he was a good actor.

Wait until everyone was safely sent to the ship and sent away safely.

The breath that was held can finally be released.

Wu Ding is the youngest of this group of monks.

It fully demonstrated what "youthful vigor" means.

The long sword in his hand came out directly.

Spiritual power was infused into it, and the sword was swung down.

The load-bearing wall of the entire base was directly cut off.

The scientists whose mouths were blocked were horrified and wanted to rush forward.

But they didn't dare.

Because there were poisonous snakes, insects, rats and ants in front of them.

As long as they moved a little, it would only take seconds to see the King of Hell.

And the Chinese monks who could change life and death on the spot would never treat them.

"Are you still not coming out?"

Wu Ding looked at the half-collapsed base and snorted disdainfully.

"If you don't come out, we will set it on fire."

Everything here looks like the masterpiece of crazy scientists at first glance.

In fact, if there were no monks involved.

Different systems, how could scientists cross over.

What the Americans want is monks, not strong warriors.

Super soldiers like Captain America who are four times stronger than ordinary people can't do much for modern warfare.

For monks, low-level ones are okay, but mid-level ones are useless.

Not to mention Wu Ding's level.

"What nonsense."

A hot-tempered monk stood behind Wu Ding and set fire without saying a word.

The other one thought about it, changed a flame, and added it.

Wu Ding thought about it, and he knew a new flame, and added it too.

So the improved Samadhi True Fire instantly engulfed the real base in flames.

Not to mention that all the "scientific research materials" were burned to ashes.

Under such unscientific flames, reinforced concrete also melted like candles.

In a short while, two people escaped from the flames.

One attacked Wu Ding, with a sturdy body and a strong physique, and a punch was thrown, and a hurricane followed this punch.

The wind thrown by the monk is naturally not an ordinary wind.

With the "Samadhi True Fire" behind, this punch is extremely powerful.

Wu Ding didn't care about the move that was about to attack him.

He took out the bow and arrow directly.

He shot an arrow at the thin figure who was running in the opposite direction.

His bow and arrow once shot through the first priest of the Liao Dynasty, so how could it not shoot through the cannon fodder in the main world who only engaged in conspiracy and intrigue.

The moment the arrow was shot, the attack of the tall man also arrived.

The moment Wu Ding was surrounded by flames and hurricanes.

Our people were still a little worried.

Then we saw the moves dissipate, and Wu Ding was unharmed.

Patted the remaining flames on his body.

He looked at the tall man with disdain.

"Sorry, I didn't break the defense."

The tall man: …………

The gap in power between the monks of the two countries was too big.

At this time, Da Gao also found that his companions had died. He was angry and wanted to fight for his life, but he was tied up with spider silk by the old woman who was involved in suturing the wound.

The kind of thoroughness that only left nostrils to breathe.

"Should I keep it or kill it?" The old woman said the most cruel words in the most kind voice.

"Keep it."

"Oh? Keeping it will be troublesome." The old woman persuaded with the attitude of a person who had experienced it.

If he was killed now, the old Americans would have to accept it no matter how heartbroken they were.

If it is kept, it can be exchanged for more benefits later, but...

"It's better to kill it. Now the country is strong, it doesn't matter. If it is kept, the hairline of those kids in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will recede." The old lady shook her head and sighed, "Hair transplant is painful."

"I'll do it, it's just a matter of slipping my hand. I'm old, no one can say anything."

Wu Ding looked at the people around him who were excited but hesitated due to international procedures.

Looking at this obviously unconventional and bold old lady, he felt that he had a helper.

"Grandma Miao, can you do me a favor?"

"Oh?"

"Wait a minute, stop everyone."

"Okay."

"I can't swallow that...you don't ask?"

"Oh, I'm old, my memory is not good, and my hearing is not good. What are you asking?"

Wu Ding gave a thumbs up to the old man.

It's true that an old man in the family is like a treasure.

Wu Ding rushed into the ruins carrying the "silkworm chrysalis".

As soon as he left, a wall rose from the ruins, blocking everyone's view.

Other monks wanted to chase him, but they saw the old lady's iconic spider silk blocking their way.

"Old lady?"

The people who didn't want to chase him stopped naturally.

"What did you say?" Put your hands to your ears.

I can't hear you.

"It's not good for Wu Ding to do this. Let's keep him alive."

"My silk thread, why is it so messy!!" The old lady looked at the silk thread with a distressed face.

Everyone: …………

A shrill scream came from behind the wall, and it continued, getting louder and louder.

"What is he going to do?" It didn't sound like murder.

"Sometimes, it's better to know less." The old lady suddenly said meaningfully, and then pretended not to hear. "Did you scream just now?"

Behind the wall.

Wu Ding looked at the strong man who was tortured by pain and kept begging for mercy.

He continued without stopping.

"No matter what happens to you and that group of scientists, the capital behind the scenes will be safe and sound."

That country has never belonged to the people.

It belongs to the capital, to the rich.

No matter what those people do wrong, the whole country will pay for them.

"I'm sorry, I really can't swallow this breath this time."

Recalling those innocent people who soberly watched their lives being trampled on.

Wu Ding felt that if he didn't let out this breath.

His thoughts were not clear, which was not conducive to saving the world.

"What are you...doing..." The strong man squeezed out a sentence desperately.

In return, the young man in front of him had a devilish smile.

【I am a witch, witches...have been good at cursing since ancient times. 】