Chapter 231:

Ma You is an extremely dangerous and difficult-to-control character. If catching him is a very difficult task, then having to rescue him from all hostages while catching him is a task that cannot be accomplished at all. The collection and disintegration of space are all in his mind, and how fast can an idea be? How about speed of sound, supersonic speed or even speed of light?
Minister Yan is not a scientist. He said that he did not understand how fast a person ’s flash of thought could be, but he knew that if human thoughts were extended, it might create a complete universe. Under such a premise, he could not demand that the Brahma teacher wanted to catch people and save them. He only hoped that he could return safely.
But he is not demanding, but Vatican teacher will demand himself. His sense of mission and sense of responsibility are too heavy! Minister Yan was quite moved, and he did not forget to express his support: "Teacher Brahma, rest assured, we will definitely cooperate with you unconditionally!"
Fangalo pointed to a group of monks not far away and asked: "They are foreign aid sent by Tianshui?"
"Yes, these masters are senior monks of Longyin Temple. They were invited by Tianshui to help start the formation," Minister Yan raised his jaw. "They are disciples of the Tianshui school. Twenty-one, twelve of them were folded when the formation was started before, and the rest of these even the formation maps were not well drawn, and it has been tossing for more than an hour. We have not been able to save the hostage, the door has It was pushed away, but the people of the Tianshui school refused to continue to use force, the door was closed again, and the hostages were strangled ... "
Minister Yan wiped his face and dared not recall the scene of the mist.
Fangalo patted him on the shoulder, silently comforting, and finally said: "You invite the masters, and the people of the Tianshui school, I have something to say."
Minister Yan immediately put aside his distractions and invited people over.
Through this gap, Song Rui asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"
Fangallo replied: "You are an expert in dissecting the human heart, but I am an expert in the confrontation between power and strength. Do you admit this?"
"I admit." Song Rui nodded.
"Then no matter what plan I put forward, you can't object, at least not in the face of others. If we have any questions, let's discuss it in private, is that all right?"
Song Rui sullenly said nothing.
Fangallo took his arm with a serious tone: "You have to take care of the overall situation."
Seeing everyone around, Song Rui nodded reluctantly, "Yes, I will not object in front of others."
Van Goro breathed a sigh of relief, then patted Dr. Song on the shoulder.
Meng Zhong looked at the two from left to right, and the tone was somewhat entangled: "Oh, not right! How do I feel that the atmosphere in which you two are talking is like a husband and wife having a family meeting?"
Hearing this sentence, the two who were still immersed in their respective thoughts were stunned, and then one involuntarily red tipped his ears, and the other laughed silently in the corner of his lips.
"Is it like that?" Song Rui pressed his fist against his lips and coughed lightly, but his narrow and long eyes were crooked. At this dangerous moment, he could still taste an indescribable sweetness.
Fangallo opened his mouth, seeming to refute or justify something, but finally chose silence. He gave Dr. Song a quick glance, and then looked at the group of monks solemnly, the blood at the tip of his ears faded quietly, but instead climbed up to his handsome face and beautiful eyes.
Song Rui took a deep look at him, and then also faced the group of monks, with a gentle and quiet smile on the corner of his lips.
Monks: ...
"Minister Yan said that you have a way to rescue all the hostages? What do you need us to do?" Changsheng said first, his tone was very peaceful.
Fangalo came up with a list and said: "At present, there are 47 hostages counted by the police. I would like to ask you how many time do you need to draw forty-seven moves?"
Longevity said with shame: "If I cooperate with Changzheng, I can draw one in an hour. Nine of them join forces and I can't draw one in an hour. But neither Changzheng nor I can do anything. busy."
Fangallo nodded and said calmly: "So, you may not be able to complete the task in two or three days. In two or three days, the hostages may have died of thirst."
Longevity said hardly: "Yes."
The nine Tianshui disciples standing behind him felt that they had been insulted, and the most contending person stepped forward aggressively, preparing to speak a few words, but was punched in the abdomen by Changzhen, suddenly inhaling with pain. .
"Is there something wrong with Van Gollo? Can you draw up the formation before the hostages die of thirst?" Chang Zhen asked sharply.
"He clearly made trouble for us deliberately! Yes, we really have no way to draw forty-seven formations in three days, but we can draw at least half. We can save one and one!"
Song Rui sneered: "Save one, angered Ma You, and the rest of the hostages will be killed by him. Presumably such a warning, have you seen it before?"
Recalling the girl who was squashed into corpses by space, nine disciples were silent for a moment, and then one of them quibbled: "Yes, we angered him, but he only killed that hostage. The other hostages are still Alive. "
Song Rui's tone became more and more cold: "So you are very proud of killing only one hostage? You can only save half of the hostage, and then watch the remaining half to die, are you satisfied?"
The disciple: ...
Longevity couldn't hear it anymore, turned around, rounded his arms, and slapped the man fiercely, screaming in extreme disgust: "Shut up, don't say anything if you don't speak! We are here to save people, not Come to kill! "
The disciple's teeth were loosened, and he glared at the master involuntarily, but he was startled by the ruthlessness in the other person's eyes. This is not looking at the eyes of the same door, but more like looking at a disgusting garbage, quite a bit kicking to the horizon. The disciple immediately confessed, and his lips wriggled a little, eventually hiding behind the person.
Song Rui just touched Van Gaal's arm, and said calmly: "You continue to say." Now he not only took care of all the dirty work, but was also responsible for tearing up the quarrel.
Van Gogh smiled at him and looked around at the end. He said: "Ma You thinks he is a and overrides this world. If we save people one by one, he will feel that his authority and divinity have been challenged. The consequences are absolutely catastrophic. So we ’d better save all of them at the same time, and do n’t give him the opportunity to vent his anger. In other words, I need you to prepare forty-seven formations and arrange forty-seven people to start. , And at the same time make breakthroughs in the space of Ma You. "
As soon as his voice fell, Longevity shook his head: "It's impossible, we can't finish forty-seven formations in three days, and starting a formation requires the practice of more than ten people at the same time. All of us add up I'm afraid I can't do it. "
"It can be done," Van Gogh said decisively.
Longevity was attracted by his firm eyes, and subconsciously asked: "How?"
"I openly provoked Ma You to let him catch me. After entering his space, I will try to shake from the inside and make it face collapse. In order to fight against me, he will definitely spend most of his strength to maintain my This space. "
Hearing this, Song Rui opened his mouth subconsciously, recalling his previous agreement with this person, and reluctantly endure it. A sentence of "No" was bitten by his teeth.
Van Gogh seemed to feel that, patting his back, he continued: "Now Ma You is pulling countless ropes, and the end of the rope is tied with countless prey, and these prey do not know how to resist, so He can freely appreciate their desperate struggles. But imagine if one of the prey is infinitely powerful and is about to break the rope to escape, what will he do? "
Master Chang Jing said clearly: "Amitabha, he will throw away the rest of the rope and grab the one that is about to be broken."
Fanjaro nodded: "Yes, he will continue to strengthen the space where I am, and his power is limited. My space consumes most of his mental strength. Other spaces will naturally become extremely weak and want to be opened. They may be easier than puncturing a piece of paper. "
He said this, and Changsheng also understood that he could not help feeling that he had a heavy responsibility. "So, whether our formation can be prepared is the key."
Fangallo nodded, "Yes."
"Then I immediately asked all the disciples in the surrounding cities to come over and draw a line. It should be very fast by plane." Chang Sheng said with guilt while sending a group of messages. "Before that, he would never bow his head to the traitor Van Gogh, but now, he added sincerely:" We have done a lot of wrong things and caused you great trouble, sorry. "
Fangallo waved his hand and walked away without a word. The most useless word now is the phrase "sorry."
Minister Yan asked Changsheng to count the list of disciples from Tianshui in nearby cities. He would send a special plane to pick up people. In his view, it is the quickest way to teach the Fanfa diagram to the Vatican teacher. Maybe the Vatican teacher can draw all 47 patterns in one breath, and there is no need to delay these hours. But the formation of the formation is not in your mind, you can force them to hand it over, maybe you will be more time-consuming to show them the truth.
Minister Yan was busy dispatching the plane, and Longevity was busy informing the younger brothers and sisters, while Fangalo was pulled aside by Song Rui and had a serious conversation.
"Before I let you focus on the point, you will forget it in a blink of an eye. The shocking space from the inside is angering Ma You!"
"Relax, he won't kill me immediately. The more I resist, the more he wants me to surrender. This is a weakness of human nature. In God's consciousness, being offended by mortals is the most unbearable thing. Moreover, when he realizes that other prey has been rescued, and I am the only hostage left in his hand, he is less likely to strangle me. He will die with me to the end, and my life is more secure. "
For a long while, Song Ruisi had to nod and admit: "You are right, the less hostages, the higher your value."
"So you agreed with my plan?"
"Agree, but you have to grasp the scale when you fight."
"Okay, I'll pay attention." Fangallo raised his hand.
Song Rui, an old-school style, froze for a while before realizing what he was waiting for. He quickly raised his hand to lightly tap his palm, then shook his head helplessly and chuckled. He always seems to have no way to take this person.
Seeing the two walking side by side, they walked over with ease on their faces. Meng Zhong quipped, "The family meeting is over?"
This time there was no conflict between the two, but instead they answered frankly.
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The disciples of the Tianshui School arrived at New Times Square at more than one o'clock in the morning of the next day. Before the luggage could be put down, they were summoned by Song Rui to hold a meeting together.
At first, these people looked down on the so-called Dr. Song, thought he was a layman, but delusionally guided the layman, and the result would only be bad things. However, after hearing his words clearly, these people were all calmed down, because he had already developed a pipeline drawing method before everyone arrived, so that everyone in this room was only responsible for the most proficient part of himself. The lines, the rest do not have to be controlled, and are handed over to the same proficient person to outline. In this way, everyone's energy and time have been saved to the maximum, but the picture drawn is the most perfect.
"Everything says that things gather together in groups, and that people divide into groups," after the meeting, Changsheng walked to the long table with 47 sheets of runes, and sighed: "Dr. Song is Van Gogh's best friend, and they have a strength Powerful, with a lot of wisdom, it ’s no wonder that almost caught the haunted Ma You. If we could get rid of prejudice and get to know them deeply, and trust them more, things will not develop to this point. "
Chang Zhen whispered: "It's us who broke them, we have to make up."
Lin Nianen placed Lin Nianci, who was still aging, on a stretcher on the side, and came over and whispered: "Does Van Gaal really betray our sect? I don't think he is like a bad guy. To save a group of ordinary people, what is he trying to do? "
Speaking of this topic, Changsheng and Changzhen fell silent at the same time. What do they think Van Gogh is not like a traitor? Shizu said he was, then he was, and no one could refute it.
Time passed by one minute and one second. Before dawn, all of the forty-seven diagrams were drawn, and the lines were very round and clear, far more perfect than any of the pictures painted by these Tianshui disciples in the past. Examining the past one by one along the long table, Changsheng had to admit that the wisdom of ordinary people can sometimes transcend Taoism.
"Are you ready?" Fangallo came over and asked, impregnated with a very good smell.
At this moment, he has put on a pure black suit, his hair is all combed behind his head, revealing a beautiful and extreme face, wearing an expensive and luxurious mechanical watch on his wrist, a sapphire tie clip and cufflinks in the light Shining under the light. He has marked these words all over his body-noble, elegant, extraordinary, outstanding ...
He seemed to be walking in the halo, and the whole person was filled with a cold sense of alienation, so tall and intriguing, completely different from the calm and gentle appearance before.
Longevity froze for a while before nodding stiffly.
Lin Nianen stepped back a few strides and complained softly with a blush: "Grass, why is it so handsome to wear?"
Van Gogh glanced at him, didn't speak, and explained the longevity carefully and walked away. In fact, he also obeyed Dr. Song's arrangement, according to the other party's original words-this is a kind of preemptive, but also a kind of silent provocation. Seeing such a shining person standing up to provoke himself, Ma You was jealous Will instantly climb to the extreme, and then come over in the first time.
Since the case, Dr. Song ’s analysis has never gone wrong, so Minister Yan is very willing to listen to his opinions. Even if the best styling team in Beijing is invited, he will build such a career for Mr. Fan at any cost. The current Brahma teacher just stands on the spot and does nothing, but also allows everyone who sees him to submit. The so-called beggars do nothing more than that.
Song Rui stared at him for a long time, and then said in a mute voice: "I regret it a little--"
"What?" Fangallo walked towards the brightly lit shooting venue while arranging his sleeves.
Song Rui opened his mouth, but changed his mouth again: "It's okay, go ahead first."
Van Gogh looked at him strangely, and then walked slowly to the center of the square, sitting on a very luxurious soft chair, lazy overlapping a pair of long legs, one hand naturally dropped his knee, one With one hand holding the forehead, deep eyes staring straight ahead, the tone spoke casually: "There is only one in the world, that is me, Van Gogh ..."