The old man's portrait on the billboard smiled kindly, and red and yellow lights shone down.
In a KFC, Mo Qiuran was feasting on a pile of calorie bombs such as hamburgers, fries, fried chicken, etc. on the table.
Caesar and Chu Zihang sat opposite him, both silent.
Chu Zihang's silence was normal, and Caesar's silence was because he was doubting his life, because just now when Young Caesar habitually took out his black card, the waiter looked at him with strange eyes until the end, as if to say that this person might not be... You fool... This is the first time Caesar has been treated like this, but after he figured it out, he couldn't refute it.
That's right, Caesar still came over to treat him, not because Mo Qiuran said, "If you treat me to dinner, I will just admit defeat." For the proud Caesar Gattuso, such a victory was not victory but a shame.
The strength Mo Qiuran showed in the previous battle made Caesar understand the gap between the two, so he accepted his defeat. A real strong man should make wise judgments. Pride is not arrogance. Caesar admitted failure, as he said As he said, when someone can defeat him, he will be very happy, because then he will have a goal to challenge, and with a goal, he will have the motivation to move forward.
So when Mo Qiuran invited him to treat him, he didn't hesitate. It wasn't because he was rich. Being rich was just a factor. It was more because he understood that this was an opportunity to build relationships, such as bringing in new members. Same as small groups.
Just coming to KFC to eat was a bit beyond Caesar's expectations... When the three of them were walking on the road, Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up and he said, let's eat here. When Caesar was stunned, as the heir to the Gattuso family He has never had the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of fast food in the past, so this is his first time entering KFC!
But it still smells delicious... Caesar looked at the fried chicken nuggets in front of him and finally picked up one and stuffed it in his mouth.
There were not many people in KFC at night. To be precise, there were not many people on the whole street. After all, America symbolizes "freedom". Moreover, the previous gun battle, the earth-shaking movement, and the swarming policemen also made us nervous. The few people on the street simply dispersed.
It can be regarded as a unique scenery. If you were in China, you might think that there are firecrackers being set off somewhere, and most of the melon-eating people would rush over to watch the fun.
But under such circumstances, a person actually walked in. He was a very ordinary person who looked like an office worker you could see everywhere. But after he came in, he walked directly towards where Mo Qiuran and others were. .
There was nothing to pay attention to at first, but as Mo Qiuran stopped reaching for the food, Chu Zihang and Caesar also noticed something was wrong, because all the sounds in KFC, which had been silent, disappeared, and the guests' movements stopped. The waiters were also stiff and motionless, leaving only them who could still move, and the "ordinary person" who had just walked in.
All the movements indicate one thing - the fish is coming to bite the bait.
"Don't you say that all mixed-races are very good-looking?" Mo Qiuran took a bite of his burger and muttered, "Why are there such ordinary ones?"
In such a quiet environment, even whispers would be heard clearly, not to mention that Mo Qiuran did not lower his voice at all, and the words clearly reached the ears of the ordinary man who came over.
"This is just a temporarily controlled puppet," the man said with a smile, "I don't dare to appear in front of such a powerful existence rashly."
"Puppet." Caesar raised his eyebrows and took up the hand that was tied to Dick Vido's trouser leg. It wasn't that he believed the man just because he said it, but there was no burning gold in the man's eyes.
Using the Word Spirit will ignite the Golden Eyes. In the hybrid world, this is equivalent to Newton's law of gravity.
"Yan Ling·[Hypnosis], the lower Yan Ling of Yan Ling·[Dream Tapir]," Chu Zihang said softly. Now he has removed his identity as a wallet and transformed into an encyclopedia... During this period, he has been forgetting all sleep and food. It absorbs all knowledge, and the understanding of Yanling is part of it. "When it works on low-blooded people or ordinary people, it can change the thinking and memory of the target. If used properly, the destructive power will be particularly powerful."
"But when facing everyone here, this word spirit is of no use at all," the man moved a chair, sat in the aisle, and said with a smile, "One S, two A, this is the suppression from blood. , your noble bloodline gives you strong mental power, if I want to control you, I will only end up with my own mental frustration."
"Your words are full of resentment, which makes me feel like the food in my mouth has no taste." Mo Qiuran sighed and put down the half-eaten burger helplessly, "Disgusting things are around me. I couldn't eat when I was there, so either you tell me what happened quickly, and then come to the door and turn yourself in... There should be a wanted person on him now, right?"
The last words Mo Qiuran said were to Caesar and Chu Zihang.
"There is a hunter website in the mixed-race world. Although I haven't paid much attention to it, people from the [Perfect Evolution] organization should be very valuable now." Caesar said.
"Then you'd better not surrender. Tell me your location and I'll catch you. You can also collect a bounty and maximize the use of resources. Once the job is done, we'll get 10% off, and then I'll give you a happy death." , how are you?" Mo Qiuran said to the man in a tone of "everything is negotiable."
"...Actually, you don't have to be so malicious towards us..." It took the man a while to understand the meaning behind Mo Qiuran's words. Isn't this the only choice between death and death?
"No, no, maybe you misunderstood. I have no malice towards you. I just dislike you. These are two different things, because you are not worthy of my malice." Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "You still have, In ten seconds, without saying anything, I will be ready to find you. With such real-time control, you are not far from here, right?"
"Before you find me, all the ordinary people nearby will be buried with me." The man smiled without any panic.
"Oh," Mo Qiuran responded indifferently, "Then what?"
"You...don't you have any scruples about this? There are so many ordinary people!" The man was a little surprised. In his opinion, innocent young people like Mo Qiuran are the best to take care of, and they only need to use the lives of ordinary people as a The threat will definitely result in compromise, and maybe if he were a little more innocent, he could be coerced into paying some price!
"What does ordinary people have to do with me," Mo Qiuran sneered, "No way, it's already 2007, and there are still villains who use ordinary people to threaten decency?"
"...If this happens, they will all die because of you!" The man continued to ask without giving up.
"Okay, I'm not here to discuss any moral games with you. My identity determines that I don't have the responsibility and obligation to protect these people. If you feel that you are trying to control me by taking control of them, then you can only say that you are really So naive." Mo Qiuran waved his hands impatiently, probably because he was in a bad temper because the dinner process was interrupted. Of course, it was also because the guy who interrupted was hiding his head and did not dare to come forward.
The man was silent. As the owner of the Spiritual Spirit, he was also a senior master of psychology. Based on Mo Qiuran's demeanor and subtle expressions, he felt that what Mo Qiuran said was really what he meant... On the contrary, it was Caesar on the other side. He and Chu Zihang were slightly moved when they heard what he said.
So who is the villain?
"But after thinking about it, after all, you are an organization that can send people like that to kill people. If you think about it, it is normal that you would make such a decision." Mo Qiuran suddenly looked at the man with sympathy, " Doesn’t it feel uncomfortable to have a low IQ?”
"..." The man felt that he couldn't go on like this. Things were out of control, and the right to speak was completely in Mo Qiuran's hands. As a result, he had been here for so long, but he still didn't say the purpose of his visit!
"The purpose of the Perfect Evolution Organization is to develop a potion that can transform humans into dragons. This will be the key to ending the thousand-year war between humans and dragons!" the man said.
"In this form?" Mo Qiuran raised his eyebrows.
"The origins of hybrids were far more bloody and cruel than this. It was precisely because of their attempts that humans were able to compete with the dragons in ancient times and survive. To this day, what we do is exactly what our ancestors did. After our research results and the perfect development of evolutionary drugs, the hybrids will have the same power as the dragons. We will achieve perfect evolution and defeat the dragons with absolute advantages in quantity and quality!" The man was excited. As he spoke, his eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
"Bah bang bang!"
Mo Qiuran applauded three times perfunctorily and exaggeratedly praised: "That's so well said!"
Anyone with a discerning eye can see one obvious thing: Mo Qiuran was not persuaded by the man in the slightest.
"Do you think what I said is wrong?" The man suppressed his anger, mainly because he couldn't beat him, not to mention that the person here at this moment is just a puppet.
"Ah, yes, yes, that's so right..." Mo Qiuran nodded in praise and became expressionless the next moment. He stood up and looked down at the man. He probably felt that there was no need to talk to such a person from the same angle. "There is a saying that people who are possessed by demons often speak with high-sounding words."
"This is the best choice!" The man couldn't help but retort, "You have no idea how much blood mankind has paid in the war between dragons, and once our experiment is successful, we can end this eternal war. The end!"
"What does that have to do with me? As you said, I don't know the price of those blood, so I can't empathize with it. I only know that the reason why human beings can create such miracles and develop into the current civilization is that they can stand on Open up a new path based on the predecessors, criticize what should be criticized, and eliminate what should be eliminated...forget it, talking about this kind of topic with a psycho like you makes me feel like a psycho."
After that, Mo Qiuran closed his eyes. The man was about to say something, but the next moment he looked horrified, because huge mental power burst out from Mo Qiuran's body and quickly extended outwards. Its intensity was far greater than that of Mo Qiuran. Far beyond the man's imagination, he wanted to withdraw mentally, but the mental pressure directly and firmly suppressed his mental power, making him unable to withdraw!
"I caught you!" Mo Qiuran said.
The next second, the controlled man collapsed and fell to the ground, because the mental power controlling him had been cut off by Mo Qiuran.
"Let's arrest him!" Mo Qiuran's eyes flashed with excitement. In the system space of his mind, the temporary projection of Yuri from Red Alert, which he only knew through Lu Mingfei, was glowing.
mind control!
There may be differences in the source and use of some of the projections. Anyway, Mo Qiuran did not need to control the brain car when using it... This mental control came directly from himself without borrowing any equipment!
At this moment, Mo Qiuran suddenly thought of what Atreus, the unyielding spear, had said to him... The power that people cry for, actually already exists in their hearts!
Does this mental power... come from yourself, or does it come from what Goldfinger provided?
If it was provided by Golden Finger, then why would I feel hungry and tired after finishing?
Mo Qiuran thought a lot, but his actions did not stop. Chu Zihang and Caesar followed him out, heading straight in a clear direction under his leadership!
…
The man under the mask had despair in his eyes.
He didn't expect why Mo Qiuran had such huge mental power, even more powerful than himself who had a spiritual speech spirit, and was even good at controlling it!
Isn't the S-class word spirit the legendary high-risk word spirit [Ice Emperor]?
It was already shocking to people to show such terrifying power, but now, he actually has such huge mental power!
Even stronger than yourself?
No...this is absolutely impossible!
unless……
There was a flash of shock in the masked man's eyes at what he was thinking.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. The call was quickly connected. Before the person over there could ask questions, he shouted.
"Two-word spirit, or even three-word spirit! Ice, strength, spirit, S-class may have strength comparable to pure blood. He is on the road to becoming a god. He wants to become a hybrid monarch!"
"...The information has been recorded, what is the current situation?" The person on the other side of the phone paused for a moment, probably shocked by the news, and said in a deep voice.
"I..." The masked man was about to answer, but the next second the mental barrier he struggled to maintain finally could no longer hold on. In an instant, the violent mental power overwhelmed him. When he closed his eyes and opened them, His mind has been controlled!
"Hahaha... Hello everyone, what should I call it, [Perfect Evolution] Organization?" The masked man laughed nervously in a low voice.
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then a blind tone sounded.
Immediately, there was an explosion.
Mo Qiuran's footsteps paused.
"What's wrong?" Chu Zihang asked.
"He died. He probably committed suicide by remotely controlling a bomb inside his body. The people in this organization are really ruthless." Mo Qiuran stopped.
Caesar is silent, so the clue is broken again?
After coming back to his senses, he found that Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang were looking at him, and the atmosphere became inexplicably tense.
"...I don't bother to reveal this kind of thing." Caesar instantly understood why the two of them were looking at him like this, and his proud eyes were as unflinching as before.
"You are a really good person." Mo Qiuran stretched out his hand, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Mo Qiuran."
"Caesar Gattuso." Caesar shook hands with Mo Qiuran.
"Chu Zihang," Chu Zihang also stretched out his hand and said calmly, "Before you challenge him, I will become the president of the Lion Heart Club and be your opponent."
"I'm looking forward to it." Caesar shook hands with him, his eyes full of high fighting spirit.
He knew that he couldn't beat Mo Qiuran, but Chu Zihang... He really looked forward to the fact that someone like Mo Qiuran would be recognized by him, and he would be good at it!
Under the bright moonlight, three people walked together on the deserted street.
"In that case, let's give you an action code! How about calling you Golden Retriever? I've wanted to call you that for a long time! Your hair is so pure!" Mo Qiuran said excitedly.
"Why is it the name of a dog? What is your operation code name?" Caesar said he wanted to refuse.
"I'm a husky."
"...Is this tradition?" Caesar's voice became obviously embarrassed.
"Yes, that's right, it's a tradition in the team!" Mo Qiuran said firmly.
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