Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Horn of Counterattack

There are many people in this world who dare to oppose Superman, and are even bold enough to kidnap his mother and girlfriend, but if the target is a person from the motherland, everyone must face him with a smile.

And if the target is changed again and becomes a native of the motherland with superhuman abilities, then he can do whatever he wants!

Just like now, although Lincoln killed their commander and comrades just a few minutes ago, none of those who are still alive now have the slightest resentment towards Lincoln, but full respect.

With this kind of emotion, it is very easy to recruit this team, but it is still difficult to let them display their combat effectiveness. But that is okay. Just break them up into the city guard. What he has to do next

, these people are of no use.

...

Zhang Mansion.

After letting his concubine go back to her room to rest after discussing a business deal worth hundreds of millions, Zhang Lin fell into deep thought while looking at the telegram in front of him.

As a warlord, Zhang Lin was superior to ordinary people both mentally and physically, but looking at the telegram in front of him that was almost like a novel, he still fell into deep thought.

Spells overwhelm martial arts, all military governors are wiped out, summer freezes, red beams...

Even the acting in the movie is not as outrageous as what is said in this telegram.

But when it comes to authenticity, Zhang Lin can't doubt it, because the people who sent this telegram back were his confidants located in various places.

These confidants are people who will never betray or betray him, which is why he looked at the telegram in front of him and fell into deep thought.

"What the fuck!"

After some thought to no avail, Zhang Lin angrily stuffed the paper into the drawer, stood up and walked around the room. Suddenly, a soft sound in the corner of the room attracted his attention.

Hiss——

Just like the sound of a piece of rice paper being torn apart, Zhang Lin pulled out the pistol from his waist and walked cautiously towards the source of the sound, and then saw the portal shining with golden sparks.

"Here you come?" Lincoln waved his hand away from the portal on the Grand Master's chair and pointed to another empty chair: "Sit down."

Zhang Lin's eyes widened and he almost subconsciously pointed the pistol at Lincoln: "What the hell are you!"

"Good question." Lincoln chuckled and disappeared in front of Zhang Lin with a whoosh, and then a figure came from behind him: "Don't you already know?"

Zhang Lin turned around belatedly and saw Lincoln sitting at his desk, holding the piece of information that made him uneasy.

In an instant, he figured it out: "You are the one from Tianjin!"

"My name is Lincoln, you can call me Mr. Lin." Lincoln threw the paper in his hand into the trash can and said in a leisurely tone, "Of course, you don't have to call me that, but I hate people who go against me."

Zhang Lin stared at Lincoln, thinking about his chances of winning against Lincoln. After a moment of silence, he realized that he seemed to have no chance of winning.

Putting the pistol back on the table, Zhang Lin sat down and looked at Lincoln solemnly: "Mr. Lin, I read the information, it's very powerful. I don't know why you came to me this time."

"I'm looking for spineless people and spineless dead people."

Lincoln put his hands together on the table. The light cast by the low desk lamp could not completely illuminate his face. In the hazy shadow, a little red flashed in his eyes, locking on Zhang Lin: "I want to know, are you

That kind of person."

Horrible! Deadly!

Looking at those eyes with a little bit of red light, Zhang Lin's hair stood up all over his body, and cold sweat suddenly fell like rain.

He didn't know what Lincoln would do next, but he was sure that if he made the wrong choice, he would face the most deadly crisis in his life.

Even if another warlord puts a gun to his head, he may not die, but if he refuses, he will definitely die!

The extreme fear of death made him choose to follow his heart. He held the armrests of the Grand Master's chair tightly with both hands and said calmly in his voice: "I, I think I am the first kind of person."

"Very good!" Lincoln suddenly laughed, and the red light in his eyes dissipated. He walked from the light to Zhang Lin and patted him on the shoulder: "In that case, I want you to do me a favor."

"You said."

"Did you know there is an island country on the other side of the East China Sea?"

"I know." Zhang Lin nodded: "Their people often appear here."

"Yes." Lincoln nodded and continued: "On that island, there is an active volcano that may erupt at any time. Once it erupts, it will have a huge impact on the living environment of the entire island."

"My intelligence tells me that the volcano will erupt in the near future. I think it would be a good idea to attack them while they are weak. What do you think?"

"This..." Zhang Lin hesitated: "But, I don't have a navy. I can't cross the middle sea, and I don't have the equipment."

"Are you questioning my decision?" Lincoln looked back at Zhang Lin, a faint light flashing in his eyes.

"No, no!" Zhang Lin was shocked and immediately shook his head.

"Then just do as I say, okay?"

"Okay, no problem!" Zhang Lin nodded hurriedly: "Give me some time, I will immediately mobilize our troops and buy a ship to go to sea."

"No need to go to such trouble." Lincoln chuckled, spread his fingers and slapped his side fiercely.

Whoosh——

Amidst the violent sound of breaking through the air, a golden door opened in a flash. Looking from which door, a sign full of neon words came into view.

The door was only open for a moment before being closed again, but Zhang Lin already understood the meaning.

Everything mentioned in the intelligence is true, and Lincoln also has the ability to go directly to the island from the mainland!

Volcanoes erupted, people's livelihoods withered, and troops made surprise attacks. When a few simple words were combined in Zhang Lin's mind, he realized what an earth-shattering event Lincoln was going to do next.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this matter is completed, several other warlords will not even be qualified to carry his shoes!

Zhang Lin was so stimulated that he became excited, and Lincoln smiled slightly.

He never said that he only found one person, he found many people.

The combat effectiveness of the warlords is not very good. Even with the buff bonus of volcanic eruption, whether they can defeat the neon army head-on is still a problem. However, if it is a sneak attack by a group of warlords at night, the possibility of success is much higher.

His golden string is still almost finished, and he will be leaving soon anyway, so he might as well do a lot of fun before leaving!

With him as a superman, this is no longer a flying dragon, but a spaceship. It is impossible to lose this wave!

Lincoln was confident of this, and so were the warlords with branches across the country who began to mobilize their troops and generals with enthusiasm.

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