One Punch Star Annihilation

"Captain, these people have already been obtained, how do we act now?"

Every time there is action, Eve is the most excited. It seems that if you don't take risks for a minute, life will have no soul.

Ye Zheyu was worried that something might happen, and said aloud: "Why don't you forget it. After so long, my dad doesn't want us to take risks."

Eve shook his finger and said: "This matter is no longer yours alone. The captain is right. The **** of the White Eagle Country took the initiative to look for things, and they didn't slap back with their mouths. It's not our style."

"but……"

"No but."

Fang Yuan directly blocked his words and ordered: "Classify these 31 people."

"I am good at this. I have already done it. There are 31 people and 12 of them continue to serve on the organizing committee. One of them has become the vice chairman of the organizing committee." Evra made a list and directly classified.

"Take out the five highest-ranking people and find out where they work and where they live." Fang Yuan continued.

"This is very simple."

With a few random strokes, Eve called up the latest information from the theater's internal system: "Two are in the White Eagles, two work abroad, and the last vice chairman of the tournament organizing committee is on vacation in Lion City.

The Lion City is located in Southeast Asia and is very prosperous. There are many Chinese people there. If you travel, you can only speak Chinese and you can communicate smoothly.

"That's it. I'm in charge of the vice chairman of the organizing committee of the Lion City event. You go to the two overseas, Zhao Anya. You don't need to waste time, just throw away the'mental torture' and dig out what you want to know." Fang Yuan divided Goal to deal with.

"Alright. Since you have to do this, I will be responsible for the two overseas, in my personal capacity."

If it weren't for Fang Yuan's command, Zhao Anya might not take the initiative to take care of it. After all, it was the school of God of War and was not used to using abilities against ordinary people.

"That's it, act now. I will go to the Lion City and meet the vice chairman of the tournament organizing committee for a while." Fang Yuan left after speaking.

...

Three hours later.

Lion City, on the beach of Sentosa Island.

A white man in his sixties is lying on a beach chair, enjoying the sea breeze.

This white man named Walton, the vice chairman of the World Shooting Championships Organizing Committee, took this position ten years ago, and he is considered a small authority and can control the fate of some small people.

Walton was wearing sunglasses, lying on a beach chair, a little bloated.

When a young girl in a swimsuit walked by, he would pull down his sunglasses and take a few more glances. If he walked closer, he would reach out and slap his face, and occasionally be scolded.

While you were on vacation, a figure walked up to him and blocked his light.

Walton pulled down his sunglasses and looked at the person in front of him, thinking that it was probably the boyfriend of a young girl who had just molested him.

He saw this kind of thing a lot, and he reached out and took out the desert eagle in the bag next to him and wiped it a few times.

He is the management of the World Shooting Championships organizing committee, and it is normal to carry a gun with him.

It couldn't be easier for this desert eagle to destroy an elephant with a single shot and blow one or two heads.

Normally, the boyfriends of those young girls come to find faults, and as long as they see his gun, they will get out.

"Walton, right?" Fang Yuan said.

Walton heard this man call out his name, and asked in confusion, "Do you know me?"

"Not knowing, I just read your information today."

Fang Yuan pulled a chair over and sat down opposite him.

"I'm on vacation. If it's work, I won't talk about it until the end of my vacation." Walton waved his hand and directly refused to talk.

What Fang Yuan wants to talk about is really work: "I'm afraid I don't have time to wait for your vacation to end."

"No one can take up my personal time when I am on vacation, unless his head wants to blossom." Walton was very tough.

"I'm here to talk to you about the drug test of a competition ten years ago. According to the information, you were the person in charge of the drug test of the organizing committee at that time. The target of the drug test was a Chinese person with the surname Ye." Fang Yuan went straight to the subject.

"How can I remember what happened so long, before I break your head, get out of here!" Walton shouted.

"You better remember, otherwise the result is something you don't want to see." Fang Yuan's mouth evokes a sneer.

"Eastern monkey, do you want to die?" Walton grabbed the desert eagle and pointed it at Fang Yuan's forehead.

Fang Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to pinch the barrel, and slowly twisted the gun into a twist.

"Awakener!" Walton suddenly reacted and wanted to jump up.

Fang Yuan raised his foot and stepped on the back of his instep, making him unable to move, and fell back into the reclining chair.

"You...what do you want to do?" Walton began to panic. He could scare ordinary people with a gun, but he had nothing to do with the Awakened.

On earth, the number of awakened people is actually only about 10% of the total population.

90% of the people you can see are ordinary people, so Walton can walk sideways.

"The drug test of the competition ten years ago, Chinese, the surname is Ye, you'd better remember it." Fang Yuan said coldly.

"The number of people I am responsible for drug testing is thousands of people. Ten years have passed, how can I remember it!" Walton said loudly.

"The one you framed for using illegal drugs." Fang Yuan reminded again.

"I made falsehoods for a year..." Walton suddenly stopped talking.

"Do you have thousands of people framed in a year?" Fang Yuan showed contemptuous eyes.

"No, there is no framing. The drug test items that I am responsible for are all carried out in strict accordance with the procedures." Walton quickly defended.

Fang Yuan took out his mobile phone, turned out the news of the year, put it in front of him, and asked again: "This is the player, the **** project, the Chinese, the surname is Ye. I suggest you think of it better."

When Walton saw the photos on the news, strange eyes flashed in his eyes, and then he denied: "There is no impression, so many years have passed, and the drug tests I am in charge of are strictly carried out in accordance with the procedures."

Fang Yuan smiled coldly, broke apart the desert eagle that was crimped into a twist, took out a bullet from it, placed it in his hand and rubbed it, aiming the bullet at Walton: "I can fire bullets without a gun, you believe. ?"

Walton didn't dare not believe it, and quickly defended: "It's been too long, I really don't remember."

It was already ten years ago, and he wanted to prevaricate.

Fang Yuan broke the bullet open, knocked the gunpowder in the shell on his leg, then snapped his fingers, and the gunpowder ignited instantly.

"what!"

Walton howled and jumped up, but Fang Yuan stepped on the back of his feet and fell back into the beach chair.

The tourists in the distance heard the howling and turned to look around and saw that it was the old white hooligan who was raspy at the young girl, all watching jokes.

There are even a few young girls who are discussing that it is a certain girl's boyfriend who came to clean up the old gangster, so no one went to "justice".