The Ninth Level Of The Strongest Extraordinary Person, I Am The Best

9 a.m., International Conference Hall of the Convention and Exhibition Center.

While representatives from all parties argued, shouted, cursed for an hour, and even almost started fighting, Ling Feng, who had remained silent, said unhurriedly:

“Every black tent on the beach is equipped with a pinhole camera, and every palm tree is hung with real-time surveillance.

All image data has been sent to the supercomputing center for analysis and rendering. After 5 minutes, I will play the real-time footage. "

The atmosphere suddenly solidified, still tense.

"Mr. Ling Feng, even so, we cannot believe the sincerity and ability of your analysis and rendering."

Chairman of the Flower Country Super Committee - McCruin's cheeks were still purple and his momentum remained undiminished. "Even if there is a result, it doesn't mean that it was not No. 1 who did the good deeds!"

"The network room downstairs has 108 digital screens. All the video materials have been played in a loop at least three times. The wise men in your country must have analyzed the results half an hour ago."

Ling Feng said calmly, "The wise men from other countries should not be left behind. Whether it is true or not, we will know after a comparison.

As for your doubts about No. 1, I'm sorry, this is China, and we believe in science and logic based on factual evidence. "

"The logic of facts... Haha, the fact is that you Chinese extraordinary people failed in the competition, and you just didn't go on the pilgrimage!"

"Ms. Isabella, among the disappeared people, there are many of your European elites. I once again express my regret and sympathy."

Ling Feng bowed and saluted, "But don't forget that we, the Chinese, were the only ones who firmly opposed the so-called pilgrimage from the beginning.

In addition, also injured was our fourth-level foreseer, Comrade Zhou Chengxuan. Until now, he is still trapped in the "Sleep" technique. The mentally retarded thoughts and emotions of conspiracy theories should not appear all the time in people in your position. "

"So, after such an appalling thing happened, you, China, have no responsibility at all?"

Yoshikawa Hitoshi suppressed his anger, "The two sisters Shirakawa Keiko are spiritual geniuses that we at Fuso have rarely encountered in 30 years. We will never give up without giving an absolutely reasonable explanation!"

At this moment, the secretary came in from outside and said to Ling Feng in front of everyone:

"President, the results have come out. There are only two scenes with obvious sounds. One of them is longer. It just so happens that it belongs to the two sisters Shirakawa Keiko of Fuso Country."

"Okay, hard work."

Ling Feng took the remote control and looked at Yoshikawa Hitoshi quietly:

"Why don't you play this paragraph first? Let's see if what you said is absolutely reasonable."

"Can!"

For a moment, the conference hall fell completely silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the huge display screen in front.

The originally dark and blurry picture became extremely clear after light adjustment and resolution re-production.

"Keiko, are you having a nightmare?"

"Sister, it seems... there is a ghost!"

"This is China, not Fusang, how could there be ghosts?"

Bai Chuanzi smiled fondly, "I just seemed to see the god in a dream!"

"Really? It seems that the phantom of God is definitely not a fabrication! Wait until dawn, sister, I think..."

Before he finished speaking, Keiko Shirakawa suddenly disappeared in the video, and many people in the hall trembled in fright.

The expression on Baichuan Yezi's face quickly changed from dazed and confused to uneasy and fearful.

"Keiko??"

Following the direction of Baichuan Yezi's line of sight, everyone saw a small hole in the window of the black tent.

The next moment, Shirakawa's leaves also mysteriously disappeared...

"ah!!!"

Yoshikawa Hitoshi was so frightened that he screamed and slumped in his seat, staring at the screen.

Several women nearby were so frightened that they burst into tears.

Even Ling Feng, who had always remained calm, couldn't help but feel numb when he saw this kind of "big transformation into a living person" that was almost magic.

"They...are all extraordinary beings! Just disappeared like that?"

In the following time, Ling Feng slowed down the video over and over again. When it was slowed down to 100 times, he could vaguely see a strange black arm.

After quickly breaking open the window, his arms grabbed the two unaware third-level foreseers like puppets.

During the entire process, the two Baichuan sisters did not utter a single scream, call for help, or even produce any abnormal sound higher than 5 decibels.

"The ghost...is really a ghost!"

Yoshikawa Hitoshi huddled up and murmured to himself, "It's it, it must be it! It's coming to claim its life, it's coming to claim its life..."

Ling Feng played the other videos one by one in chronological order without saying a word, and the conference hall fell into a deathly silence.

After McLuan, Isabella and the wise men of their country repeatedly confirmed the rendering results, they went out directly with serious faces.

At 11:45, Ye Qianqian, who had been waiting for a long time at the Changfeng Village checkpoint in a red jeep, saw the stopped tourist bus. She was in a daze for a long time before finally landing.

After dialing the phone, she said commandingly in a cold tone that could not be refused:

"Look here, come right over here!"

"Wang Jue, who is it?"

Gao Shuqin, who was sitting next to Wang Jue in the bus, squeezed his arm and said, "Listen, it sounds like a woman's voice!"

"Shuqin, it's not sweet to force yourself. Hey, let's... let's just say goodbye."

After rubbing her head like a parent, Wang Jue got up and went out.

"Hey, stop!"

Gao Shuqin bit her lip and chased after her, "I saw it and touched it. Anyway... I have to be responsible for you! Give me a little more time, and you will definitely like me!"

"Shuqin, why are you so persistent!"

While walking backwards towards the red jeep, Wang Jue smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't like you, I just... don't like myself."

Looking at the blowing kiss handed to her by the other party under the scorching sun, Gao Shuqin was completely infatuated.

"Great philosopher, you are having a great time!"

As soon as Wang Jue got into the car, Ye Qianqian threw a thin cigarette over and said, "Smoke one with me. Don't tell anyone else, especially my sister."

"Leader, is this... your anger from last night still not gone?"

Without hesitation, Wang Jue directly put his cigarette in his mouth and said, "I smoke at most one cigarette a day. The boss probably won't tell my sister!"

Smiling, Ye Qianqian blew out a smoke ring and handed him the lighter, "A big thing happened last night. In the next period of time, the organization will give you a major task."

"oh……"

After lighting the cigarette butt and touching the golden shell of the lighter, Wang Jue frowned slightly, "The lighter is good, is it a mission reward?"

"Forty-eight foreign elite extraordinary people disappeared mysteriously last night. Liu Min may be in danger."