Chapter 1293: Wutian Hongjun, the two old foolish ghosts, put their sorrow to death...

Chapter 1293 Wutian Hongjun, two old foolish ghosts, sorrow...
After the plane continued to rise and returned to the altitude of 10,000 meters.
No one noticed that the eyes of the two men and women kept in the low-temperature storage box gradually dimmed, and finally their pupils were completely empty and there was a dead silence.
No one noticed that after the plane flew up to 10,000 meters in the sky, a palm-sized black rosette was filled with black mist, sneaking in quietly along the hatch of the fuselage, and disappeared instantly...
The central command room in the aircraft.
All foreigners wearing black overalls are sitting neatly in front of a high-precision computer, wearing a headset, monitoring satellites, and controlling radars, not far from the front, on a huge LED screen , What appeared was the scene of Manhattan's sky-high villa area taken by drones.
"Sir, shall we not leave?"
"The investigation revealed that these two people came out of this Manhattan villa area. According to the footage taken before the destruction of the Promise Weapon Factory yesterday, these two people should have companions. They called me all the villas sold in this area. For information about the homeowner, let the drone approach and find any suspicious villas. I will take their companions away. I believe this will definitely bring us great gains."
Fifteen minutes later, the thermal imager on the drone finally had results.
"For 171 buildings, the owner's name is Ji Yuno. Every window of this villa is covered with airtight. There are signs of activity inside, which can be initially determined."
"Send five teams to attack the building. Ordinary people will kill and those with special abilities will be taken away."
"Yes!"
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Villa, underground activity room on the first floor.
It's three o'clock in the morning.
But no one slept.
Bai Feiran, Lingshang, and Feng Jinxuan were all waiting for Lingyu and Gong Siyu to return.
Because they told them before they left, no one could leave, they could not act alone, and they had to wait until they came back.
Bei Xiu was put on a Sleeping Curse, and he was still sleeping, because he was just an ordinary person, and Lingyu didn't want him to know too much about the Underworld, the General Administration of the Three Realms, and the West Underworld, because she was too lazy to explain too much.
A Luo is accustomed to going to bed early, so she has fallen asleep in Feng Jinxuan's arms.
Belos, the dog with three heads, was lying lazily on the ground, snoring.
In the entire underground activity room, there are only two bad old men, Wutian and Hongjun, who are still playing somatosensory game consoles tirelessly.
This was also the time when Feng Jinxuan and Ling Shang sat together peacefully after they came out of the Emperor's Tomb.
After all, in the past, the two of them were mortal enemies in the General Administration of the Three Realms, and they disliked each other.
"Lingshang, the General Administration of the Three Realms asked me to go back to take over as the General Administration. I thought about it. If the deputy bureau is vacant, it is better to go back and sit down. I have a hunch that the Sixth Reich is quite complicated. Three years ago, you took the lead. The group of members of the Sixth Empire who infiltrated the Eastern Three Realms was wiped out. The only ones who were present at the incident have been erased from memory. The entire Three Realms General Administration, only you are familiar with them and know exactly what they do. The elders did not The reason for not letting you go back, now is a critical moment, and they will take care of the overall situation."
Feng Jinxuan whispered, sitting beside Lingshang, speaking softly, with a cold face, not an invitation, just a proposal.
Lingshang glanced at the clock on the wall, feeling hungry, so he stood up, glanced back at Feng Jinxuan, indifferent, "No, I am now inspiring to be a rice bug, to be a fool, and to catch a kid in the underworld. I live in the human world and live a quiet life when I’m fine. It’s good to be with my sister. I don’t have any long-term ambitions.
When the words fell, he walked around the sofa and walked upstairs. "
"..."
Feng Jinxuan's eyes were calm and unwavering. Since Lingshang was unwilling, he would stop there.
The ancestor Wutian and the ancestor Hongjun played the somatosensory game machine in the middle of the night, and seemed to be fresh. They threw the gamepad on the ground, sat on the sofa boldly and began to quarrel.
"The old man is higher than you, the old man is better than you, you old rubbish." Wutian gloomy face, provoking evil.
"Who are you scolding! Believe it or not, the old man kicked you to the sky!" Hongjun stood up with a beard and stared at Wutian's nose.
"If you lose, you lose, let you..."
Before Wutian's words fell, he suddenly closed his voice, and the vicissitudes of life in the distant cold eyes shrank coldly. At the same time, the ancestor Hongjun also put away his violent temper, and his majestic white eyebrows were erected and frowned. At the same time, his eyes glanced at the steps leading to the first floor from the basement.
At the same time, Belos, a dog with three heads in his body, woke up, his ears were pricked up, and he let out an aggressive growl. The three heads grinned at the same time. It was terrifying, as if someone was coming.
"Ten meters away, there are people approaching, not many, only fifty little rascals." Hongjun snorted disdainfully with a move of his ear.
"Old Master Tuer really expected things like a god!" Wutian proudly said, and took the hellhound's leash. Because it is a pet that Lingyu likes, so the apprentice slave's Wutian will naturally not forget to protect this A sly baby dog.
"Do you guys want to fight, or do you want the old man to take you away?"
Hongjun stood up, put the newly bought SLR camera and lens bag on the back, and put on the white mink coat that Bai Feiran bought. He did not forget to pass the Wutian ancestor's camera and coat, ready to go away. Formation.
"If you want to go up and fight, go by yourself, the old man and Lao Hei take one step first, and when you are finished, go back and collect your corpses." Wutian ancestor was extremely vicious, and Feng Jinxuan was speechless for a while.
Look at A Luo who is asleep, Bei Xiu who is unconscious, and Bai Feiran...
Feng Jinxuan said, "Go first. But..."
"But what, just leave!" The words fell, Wutian ancestor grabbed Feng Jinxuan and Bai Feiran's clothes with one hand, with a dog leash on his wrists.
At the same time, the ancestor Hongjun carried Bei Xiu who was lethargic and looked around to make sure that there was no one on the ground floor, "Old Hei, where shall we go?"
"I heard that the top floor of the Empire State Building has a nice view, walking!"
"Go!"
One black and one white, two old men, accompanied by a terrifying aura from their palms, suddenly disappeared into the underground activity room with everyone.
Vaguely, I could still hear Feng Jinxuan's anxious reminder!
"Lingshang went to the kitchen and hasn't come down yet! Father, I missed someone!"
"Ang? What?"
The surrounding scene has completely changed.
Kung fu in the blink of an eye.
From the basement of a villa, you reached the top of a landmark building in a blink of an eye.
The cold wind howled, and they were instantly teleported to the top of the Empire State Building in New York by Wutian and Hongjun.
But he only left Lingshang in that villa.
"Who? Who is missing?" Hongjun squinted his old eyes and glanced around. Dogs, female dolls, three male dolls...No, shouldn't it be four? In the next second, the ancestor Hongjun kicked Wutian's midfielder, "You are so confused! Why did you leave Xiaogui'er's brother there!"
"You keep your dog eyes open, the old man is carrying people in both hands, and also holding a dog. It's obviously you forgot people!"
Hey, my poor sorrow.
(End of this chapter)