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Chapter 190 Demonstrating Ability
the next day.

Zhan Wuzha, Charles and Ruiwen boarded a special plane led by intelligence agent Mora, and were about to fly to Virginia.

inside the plane.

"Professor Charles, who is this?"

Mo La looked at the strange man beside her. She knew about Rui Wen. She knew that this was Charles' only younger sister, so she couldn't leave her alone, but she couldn't understand the strange man in front of her.

"Hello, Zhan Wuzha."

When Zhan Wuzha heard the words, he smiled back and introduced himself as well.

"Hello."

Mora nodded, and looked at Charles again, which meant that it naturally needed some reasonable explanations.

"Well, he is my helper."

Charles replied like this, but this is based on the analysis of Mora's memory. The four people in the target are likely to have abilities, one of whom can turn his whole body into diamonds, one can teleport out of thin air, and the abilities of the other two are unknown.

Therefore, Charles doesn't know whether the other party can resist his telepathic ability, and Ruiwen's ability is not enough to deal with this kind of thing, and finding help is inevitable.

"helper?"

Mora was a little puzzled. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly thought of something, and looked at Charles with surprise.

Charles smiled back, put a finger to his lips, and shushed.

the other side.

Zhan Wuzha looked at this antique aircraft with great interest. After all, this type can only be seen in some aviation museums in later generations, and he lamented that the speed of this special aircraft is quite good.

At least he has the speed at which he can control part of the demon power to fly. If the demon power turns into a ball of light and flies around him, the plane will not even be able to eat ashes.

……

Intelligence Headquarters in Virginia.

in a conference room.

Zhan Wuzha and Rui Wen sat at the bottom of the conference table, while Charles was talking about genetic knowledge at the conference table.

"The advent of the nuclear age may have accelerated the process of genetic mutation."

Charles popularized the knowledge of genetic mutations to several senior intelligence agencies, with a serious expression, and naturally felt that everyone present was quite disapproving.

"People with special abilities may have appeared among humans."

Charles put one hand in his pocket and put the other hand flat in front of him, like a serious professor giving a lecture.

"thank you very much!"

The director of the Intelligence Agency and other high-level officials expressed their gratitude, quite disapproving, and then said to Mora: "McTague, you really think this weird scientist."

"Convince me of the shining countess and the disappearing one?"

"You just bought a one-way ticket back to typing."

"The meeting is over."

The director of the intelligence agency, McCone, was full of gunfire and ended the meeting impatiently.

Mo La was a little helpless, after all, the first rank of the official was overwhelming, so she got up and prepared to pack her things.

"Please sit down, Agent McTague."

Charles said to Mora, then turned his head to look at Director McCon, and said very quickly: "I didn't expect you to believe me. Because when I was giving a speech, you were thinking about what kind of pies are sold in the commissary."

"Tell you it's apple pecan pie."

Charles took a deep breath, then looked at Mora, and said apologetically, "I didn't treat you completely frankly, I had reservations, I'm sorry for that."

"You know, there are mutations in my body that allow me to do a lot of special things."

Charles looked at Director McCone again, and said eloquently, "For example, one of the abilities provided by many mutations is the ability to read your mind through telepathy."

"I can know what you're thinking."

Detective Stryker next to McCone was quite familiar with this scene, maybe it was a deceptive trick in magic, and said contemptuously: "I've seen this when doing magic tricks."

Agent Stryker took a breath, then said, "Are you going to ask what number between one and ten we're thinking of now?"

"No, Agent Stryker."

Charles smiled, never telepathic, and said to himself: "But I can ask something about your son William, didn't you just think about him!"

Agent Stryker's smile gradually disappeared, his face froze, and he was not as calm as before.

"He's fine, but I still want to ask about ... the Cupid missiles deployed by the United States in Turkey."

Charles read Agent Stryker's thoughts and memories, and narrated what the other party was thinking.

"He's a bloody spy! You brought a spy in!"

Director McConn's expression changed, and he was quite confused. He pointed at Charles and then at Maura, quite angry.

"I don't, I won't bring spies in!" Mora quickly shook her head and replied, unnaturally, but also quite excited.

The detectives on the side were also clamoring excitedly, wanting to clear their responsibilities.

And Rui Wen, who was wearing sunglasses and a large windbreaker, stood up, already thinking about how to deal with this situation.

In a flash.

Ruiwen used her ability to directly transform into Director McCone. Immediately, the scene was so quiet that there was a sound of needles dropping. Many agents stared blankly at the other Director McCone, and then at the man sitting in front of the conference table. McConne was at a loss for words for a moment.

"How about this magic?"

Charles changed his sitting position and glanced at Ruiwen. Every time he saw this ability, he was quite amazed, and now he is no longer surprised.

Ruiwen also changed back to her blue scaly skin at the right time, looking at everyone present,
"That's the best show I've ever seen," exclaimed the chubby Note Agent behind the conference table.

"I want them to leave this room immediately."

The director of the Intelligence Bureau, McCone, panicked, gave the order with trembling fingers, and said tremblingly: "Until I know how to deal with this matter, lock them up first."

"My agency isn't here, I'll take them away." The chubby detective interjected seeing the development of the matter.

"cough!"

Zhan Wuzha thought for a while, coughed, and attracted everyone's attention.

"Look at this magic trick."

Zhan Wuzha got up, activated the venom growth suit to transform into Aoli and released it outside the body, and it spread instantly, forming a spherical protective cover on the body surface.

In the eyes of all the high-level officials of the Intelligence Bureau, the person who had never spoken had a ball of energy flying out of his body, directly forming an energy shield.

"This is what I call a shield, and it can withstand most missiles."

Zhan Wuzha said this quietly, then looked at Agent Mora, and said, "I know you have a gun, come and try the defense of this protective cover!"

"This……"

Agent Mora looked at Director McCone, and after getting permission to nod, he took out the pistol, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Will this shield bounce bullets?"

"I'm in control, not now!"

Zhan Wuzha naturally knew this, and replied in this way, as for people to restrict their actions here, in the previous discussion with Charles, he also said that cooperation requires equal strength.

At this time, Charles was not in the later bald period, and he quite recognized this point, and the situation was urgent, and sometimes he couldn't care too much.

And once a mistake is made, Charles will also retain the option of modifying other people's thinking and memory, and start over again, and he will always find a solution.

Bang.

Agent Mora pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out from the barrel, faster than the sound, and directly hit the protective shield that was close at hand.

After an instant.

Seeing bullets embedded in the protective cover, everyone in the meeting room thought that the protective cover was nothing more than that, as long as it was fired once, it could be directly smashed, and it was not an impenetrable defense.

But the next moment.

They knew that this was not a bullet piercing into the shield.

Zhan Wuzha controlled the protective cover to change shape, turned into a demonic hand, pinched the two ends of the bullet, moved his two fingers up and down, and saw the bullet being directly crushed.

Snapped!
The flattened bullet landed on the conference table, crisp and loud.

Everyone was horrified again. The person with the shape-shifting ability was still calm, and they had not yet formed a level of threat, but the protective shield of the person in front of them could easily guard against bullets, and even crush bullets.

This intuitive visual impact shocked them, and they were even more shocked, angry and panicked than before.

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