Vol 2 Chapter 507: Go to Mars

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On the border of Nigeria, in a desolate mountain forest, the roar of heavy machine guns roared like giant beasts, the shaking trees shook and the earthquake shook.
Huh~
Feng Mingtao shuttled through the jungle, rolling from place to place from time to time, traveling very fast, avoiding the torrent of bullets chasing behind him.
He was very embarrassed, gray-faced, gritted his teeth, and ran away, his heart raging ‘chirping’.
He did not expect that an ordinary law-enforcement warrior task actually led to such an ambush and ambush.
If he had not condensed the seed of true energy, he would be killed by the flood of bullets in the barren mountains and wild mountains at the first time.
"The Law Enforcement Warrior Forum is being monitored...."
Feng Mingtao was angry, but there was cold sweat in his heart. Since he became a dreamer, he was too confident.
Otherwise, it was put in the past, and it was impossible for him to pick up such a chasing case.
Da Da Da Da~~~
A torrent of bullets poured out, the grass and trees hit the ground, and the dust was everywhere.
Feng Mingtao was not bad for a while, almost shot by a headshot, cold sweat flowed in his heart, a sprint, directly straddling more than 20 meters, striking a large tree, and splashing countless dust.
Strongly resisting the impulse to fight back, Feng Mingtao fled the road and fled: "It must be beheaded, it must be beheaded, otherwise I will die sooner or later..."
The dreamer can bring back the inner strength and true energy, but he can't bring back the vigorous body in the dream, and his physical body at this time will not be stronger than before.
A headshot is still dying.
In a hidden place in a mountain forest, a masked middle-aged man who was monitored by many drones throughout the jungle was slightly surprised:
"This Feng Mingtao originally just broke through the dark energy, only a few days to become so strong? What is this dream, really such horrible?"
He couldn't help but be surprised.
For today's ambush, he has been laid out for several days. I don't know how many snipers were ambushed outside the jungle, and heavy machine guns blocked and strangled.
That Feng Mingtao ignorantly bumped in, but now he has not been able to kill.
"Lost track of the target, lost track of the target!"
When he was startled, he suddenly heard the warning sound from his ear.
"Ok?!"
With a sudden jump in his heart, he felt an undisguised horror, and he burst out in front of him.
boom!
Feng Mingtao broke out of the ground, his eyes wide open, and his anger was about to burst out!
angry!
angry!
Feng Mingtao's eyes were red, and the body's vital energy was overloaded. A layer of blood mist was sprayed from the visible pores of the body.
Outrageously launched the desperate method obtained from the dream.
Then, stepped hard.
boom!
In this step, Feng Mingtao has exhausted all his strength. In a moment, the mountain within ten meters of the whole body has been crushed. Body shape,
"not good!"
The masked man jumped wildly, and the bullet hit the wind like no money.
But only listening to the rolling dust, there was a low roar of Feng Mingtao:
"Dragon Palm!"
The words did not fall, the palms were already out, and the layers of airflow came together visually, and the tangled wind, like a substance, burst out for thirty or forty meters under the heavy flapping of the wind.
The drowned masked man drowned.
boom!
There was a low noise, and then the blood was scattered, and the whole person had been photographed into a mud!
With one blow, Feng Mingtao thought forward and thought about it. He gritted his teeth and jumped off the mountain stream.
Almost at the same time, a torrent of bullets had drifted away, leveling the ground completely.
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Not only Feng Mingtao, but almost all dreamers who took over the mission to go abroad were almost ambushed.
The reason is almost.
This is because Wang Zhixuan and Gu Changsheng also went abroad.
The two learned that the law-enforcement warrior had been chased and hunted, and went overseas as soon as possible.
With the automatic joining of other dreamers, a huge storm took place overseas.
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In Florida, on the top floor of a tall building, in a large conference room, there is silence.
Many white people are watching the video released by Golden Eagle's artificial intelligence Poseidon.
The atmosphere in the meeting room is very dignified.
Looking at the videos, it should not be the expressive power of human beings at all. The people present were a little silent and incredible.
I feel that the world has become a bit strange in a short time.
Dreamers, an unprecedented'alien' is about to appear on this planet.
"If I didn't know it was from Poseidon, I would probably think that this is a new superhero blockbuster..."
After a long time, a white old man shrugged and exclaimed slightly exaggeratedly.
"Barnard, please don't tell these jokes that aren't funny, this is a serious meeting! What you're watching now is very likely to be important information that will change the world situation."
A middle-aged white man with a hooked nose severely interrupted the old man named Barnard.
The latter spread their hands.
"Dragon Dragon Palm, Chivalrous Sword, Piaoyun Sword, Broken Dragon Sword... These names are full of the taste of that eastern country. Will that dream world be a taboo thing developed by that ancient country?"
Others wondered: "Otherwise why did you not find any dreamers in the West? Did God abandon the West, does Satan prefer the East?"
"This will not be a taboo weapon."
The middle-aged man with an aquilar nose shook his head: "That old opponent always likes to hide himself. If this is what they are studying, wait until we find out that they have already researched the next generation of replacements.
The discovery of this dream world should not start from the civilians, otherwise, do you think that if our old opponent has an army of 8 million, there is still a place for our great Golden Eagle Empire in the world? "
A metal-filled voice sounded, that was Poseidon's voice: "Dear distinguished members, the capture plan failed, and I encountered Ying Long's resistance."
"Intensify the capture!"
Someone clapped the table: "Never let the East develop and grow!"
"If the capture plan fails, it is only necessary to draw."
An old man tapped the desktop to attract everyone’s attention before slowly speaking: "The person I ejected should have been in contact with some dreamers. As long as the price is paid enough, nothing is not available."
The old man looked at everyone lightly:
"Now, negotiate with Daxuan Guanfu and stop this meaningless farce. Those Daxuan people have the tradition of killing drivers by the king of thorns. You will not think of being targeted by a group of'Superman'."
The meeting room was suddenly silent.
After a while, someone asked again: "Xuanguo is very interested in many of my country's cutting-edge technologies, and has proposed exchanges many times, then we can propose to exchange one or more dreamers with the technology they want!"
"Xuan Guo, will not agree."
Someone shook his head: "Dahuan Guanfu's attitude is tough. For a few overseas Chinese to travel across the ocean, how can they easily surrender their own citizens?"
This is different from arresting. Overseas, they can detain the arrested dreamers for various reasons. If Daxuan does not want a full-scale war, he can only endure it.
But to take the initiative to mention the transaction, it is undoubtedly to hit the face of this powerful country, and they can never agree.
"Hehe~"
Question The man is a middle-aged man with a dark complexion. His eyes are deep and his lips are thin. A pair of blue eyes with a fox-like cunning:
"Dahuan may not, but some of them may not..."
"Oh?"
Many people in the meeting room looked sideways.
The old man who knocked on the table thoughtfully, and finally nodded: "Coaching, attracting them to settle down, can be implemented together with this plan..."
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The shielding material above Xuan Xing certainly cannot isolate An Qisheng's perception of dreams, because to some extent, his dreams are connected to the two realms by the anchoring of the world.
The world can be crossed, let alone some shielding materials?
Naturally, he will not know about the research of dreamers in various countries, but because most of the first batch of dreamers are in Daxuan, other countries want to ‘research’, they must start catching dreamers!
Walking out of the Taoist gate, An Qisheng looked over the fence, and the cloud wind couldn't look away from him~EbookFREE.me~ It seemed to have crossed the distant void and saw a field chase happening.
Xuan Xing compared to Jiufujie, although the human path is not strong enough, but the monitoring of the individual is extremely great.
The emergence of dreamers cannot be concealed from the Daxuan government mansion, and naturally it cannot be concealed from several other countries staring closely at Daxuan.
This battle will eventually begin.
However, he didn't mean to intervene. He also wanted to see how the dreamer who experienced a dream once performed.
After a slight glance, An Qisheng slowly raised his head, and a ray of divine light shone in his eyes, as if he had already seen Mars glowing dimly outside the starry sky.
Indistinctly, he could feel a breath of struggling, which is like a pregnant woman in a delivery room who is suffering and giving birth, but the pain contains an unspeakable throb.
A big change is coming.
There was no wind in the mountains, but An Qisheng felt the oppressive sense of storm:
"Is that what Blue Lingtong said of the door of heterogeneity?"
He murmured to himself.
Mars is 400 million kilometers apart from Xuanxing when the orbital period is the farthest!
At such a long distance, unless the magnetic field of Xuanxing is completely integrated, otherwise, depending on his physique at this time, he may survive in outer space without worry.
It would be too ridiculous to want to go to Mars across the 800 million miles.
However, it is not without other means to go.
Call~
An Qisheng's eyes were faint, and he had drifted into the Taoist temple and stood before the altar where there was a request.
Buzz!
Following his thoughts, on the empty altar, his expression withered, as if the zombie kings who had been hollowed out had already emerged.
Zhu Diben was a little weak, and he saw a faint smile on An Qisheng's face, his scalp numb, and his heart jumped wildly:
"You, what do you want to do?"