Chapter 94: Feel the Fire 2 (Thanks Qing Ningzi for the Silver League)

Sit in the seat for a while.
Wang Yiyang took out his mobile phone and found out Xie Xiaodan's number, but he did not call out immediately.
In fact, what can I say even if the call is passed? It is now a fact, and it makes no sense to say anything.
"Cuckoo Cuckoo"
It was just that he didn't dial, but the phone came in. The cuckoo's bark grew louder and louder.
The voice completely interrupted Wang Yiyang's thinking.
He stared at the unknown number on the caller ID, frowning slightly.
It stands to reason that his mobile phone should have a setting that blocks all strange incoming calls. This number is not recorded in the address book, it should not be possible to call in.
But right now, this number actually came in.
After a pause, Wang Yiyang pressed to connect.
"Hey. Who?" He asked flatly.
"Wang Yiyang, remember Kennett Fehal? The director of the liaison team of the Film City Security Bureau." A nice cold voice came from the microphone.
"The FSA?" Wang Yiyang sat upright. "I'm a good citizen obedient to the law. What do you guys at the Security Bureau do to me?"
"Follow me here. Smuggling, homicide, fire prevention, robbery, gambling, buying and selling people, what business do you not do?"
"Oh, you are slanderous, slanderous. I Mist has always been a legitimate business, you should not say these words to me, but to those little guys who collect protection fees on the street all day long." Wang Yiyang revealed A gentle smile.
"No need to bullshit. I'm Frau Ashe of the State Security Agency, and I'm the current chief of the investigation team. I think you should understand what I mean about Soul Religion." The the phone said coldly.
"What do you mean? I don't understand what you're talking about?" Wang Yiyang took the cup and drank his milk, his chin slightly stained with the milk stain on the outer wall of the cup.
A female customer who had finished eating behind her had just paid for it and naturally stood up and left. Just as she passed by, she took out the paper towel and reached out to help him clean his chin carefully.
"Unclear? Then I'll tell you clearly!" The female voice became more cold. "We can not investigate the matter of Kennett, but on the condition that you must use Mist's personal armed forces to join the alliance that encircles the Soul Religion."
"Yes, as a patriotic businessman, I will never waver in the fight against terrorism!
Just armed or something? I'm just a businessman, how can you be so powerful. I donate at most 200,000 action funds to the State Security Agency! This is the best I can do. Wang Yiyang righteously said.
"Wang Yiyang!" The female voice repeated the name heavily, and she could hear her somber mood through the microphone. "The superior has mobilized the seventh strongman. You should know what this means."
Level 7 completely transforms people ...
Wang Yiyang squinted slightly.
Such a strong man, even in the entire Meyn Confederation, is also the top individual.
It seems that the seven-level complete transformation is just one person, but the huge logistic team hidden behind it is fully supported by the power of one country.
The total of seven levels in the Federation will not exceed ten.
These ten people are the support for the entire Federation at the international level.
"However, I heard that there is a seventh-level leader. I am not an opponent." Wang Yiyang said calmly. I didn't joke any more this time.
But with just a few words, he wanted him to use his strength to die.
How can there be such a good thing in the world? Or did he look silly and fooled?
"You can refuse, but you should know what will happen to you when the seventh level of the Federation arrives," Fraheich said coldly.
"Then your security bureau can rely on the seventh-tier bosses alone. What do we want to cooperate with? I will evacuate all Mister's investment industries in the Mein Commonwealth. I believe that the all-powerful seventh-tier bosses do not need these edges at all. Industry. "Wang Yiyang also responded strongly.
Level 7 is strong and far exceeds Level 6.
But they are not free to take ordinary people. After all, if they just act on Meister just because he doesn't listen to the order, it will definitely destroy the fair and fair business atmosphere announced by the federal government.
By then, the official credit of the entire federation will be at its bottom. No one will dare to enter the federal business in the future.
By that time, it was not just the money that was lost throughout the Federation, but also the business order that had been worked hard for many years.
In addition, Wang Yiyang also holds Mary nationality. Although able to start against Mister.
But this is the regular red line. Accidents can trigger international disputes.
On this planet, the Federation is not without rivals.
"Very good. Now that you're sticking to your choice. So let's see later."
Hang up the phone.
Wang Yiyang sat thoughtfully in position.
It appears that the federal government will not move him until he finds his evidence.
Don't look at the woman on the phone talking harshly. But every seventh-level powerhouse is not their marionette.
They all have their own independent thinking and judgment. It's unlikely that Mist will be dealt with just because there is no effort.
According to the information he has, these seventh-ranking big brothers are all extremely difficult to serve. Don't say that the command is a normal request in general, the way of making it is inappropriate, and you will be rejected on the spot.
Wang Yiyang got up and drank the milk.
No need to think about it, go back to inject the medicine first, and then meet the Avengers at night.
He would have to see, what is so special about Seizureism that has been trying to hunt down those who have caught it?
Pick up your jacket and walk out of the restaurant. He walked down the escalator down the mall.
On the ground floor of the mall, a band happened to be soothing.
Wang Yiyang stared from a distance. The man sitting by the piano, wearing a bow tie, a moustache, and a neat suit, was playing a part of the music emotionally.
This person is a member of Shen Xinxin.
There are not many hypnotists that Wang Yiyang can remember from Roy's memory, but this man who is playing is one.
Because he is the backbone of the organization directly under the heart of Shen, is the person responsible for liaising and organizing other hypnotists-Flamon Sika.
"It seems that there are more and more hypnotists around." Wang Yiyang didn't know how many hypnotists Shen Shenxin had.
Because many years have passed since the last statistical check.
As long as the special hypnotherapist teaches his student disciples, he can guide them to join Shen's heart.
This organization is quite loose and more like a communication academic organization.
Shen Zhizhi provides all hypnotists with various employment tasks, job opportunities, and knowledge exchange platforms.
But they didn't care how many hypnotists joined. Theoretically, each special hypnotist has three places freely introduced into the organization. Who knows how much they used?
Wang Yiyang retracted his eyes, accompanied the music, and walked out of the mall.
The car on the roadside has been waiting for a long time in advance.
He went straight to the car and opened the door to enter.
The black convoy started slowly, neatly and unhurriedly heading towards the suburbs.
Soul Religion is the war of the Commonwealth.
And Shen Zhixin's heart is his war.
Today it's just that the battlefields overlap.
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Alas.
Fray Ash slammed the phone into the shelf.
She stood behind the desk with an ugly face, and even pressed the palm of her hand into the hard dark wood tabletop.
She had previously travelled to Yingxing City to represent the state security bureau to investigate the death of the liaison team leader of the Yingxing City Security Bureau.
The results of the investigation all point to the wicked Yanhu Gate, which has nothing to do with Mister Wang Yiyang.
But all this is prima facie evidence.
Frau investigated that the liaison team leader, Kennet Fehal, had a conflict with Wang Yiyang before he died.
And after the accident, the vehicle not only did not escape, but also continued to make a second impact, which also caused Kennet's death on the spot.
Looking at it this way, Mister is likely to have an inexplicable connection with Yanhumen!
"Fura, what's so angry?"
The office door was pushed open.
A strong black man with dark skin and a height of two meters walked in in a black suit.
The black man wore a black suit and black shoes, revealing a neat teeth plated black on purpose.
He is the leader of the special group dispatched by the General Administration this time, Kurdish Aikes.
"Leader, I'm just out of breath," Fura said, her voice suppressed.
"Mister Pharmaceuticals has a large share of the pharmaceutical market in the Federation. Although its size is not as good as that of Meixing Group, its influence cannot be underestimated. Since Wang Yiyang is unwilling to join us. Do not force him." Kurd smiled peacefully.
"What do you mean?" Furla felt something in the leader's words.
"After all, Soul Evangelism doesn't matter whether you are a hostile force or not, they want absolute control. Soul Elixir will contaminate all non-Cult forces. By then, Mister doesn't want to join the battle." Kurd explained and answered.
"So cruel?" Fura frowned.
"It's worse than you think." Kurd nodded. "You haven't been to Asia in Asia, and you don't know the tragic situation there. The reason why the Religious Sect teaches all forces, including Yanhumen, is because they treat them equally."
"Equally?"
"Well, it brings destruction with equal treatment. Polluted ordinary people will become addicted and will continuously want to take more poisonous gas, and then gradually inhale the nervous system during inhalation. Gradually lose their ability to move." Kurd answered in a low voice.
"What is the purpose of the Soul Reach?" Fura heard a scalp in her scalp. Such unscrupulous cults against ordinary people cannot be suppressed to this day. It is conceivable that they have created so many tragedies so far.
"I don't know. Maybe I'm not good enough." Kurd shook his head. "I only received orders to kill every soul grabber at all costs."
"What about ordinary people who are polluted?"
"I don't know, maybe there will be a remedy above it." Kurd's voice muffled.
He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down.
Underneath the building, countless traffic and aircraft form a gray stream that flows rapidly between urban gaps.
On the street, near the shopping mall, at the traffic light intersection, wherever there is a person, there have been strong soldiers with black power armor and full closed gas masks on their heads.
They were holding heavy firearms, wearing masks with grey hoses, and glanced around with goggles.
Glancing at everyone passing by.