I can find treasures in my dreams

On the top of a tall building.

Yang Fan saw the whole process of the destruction of the armored vehicle convoy clearly.

He made a joke: "The Gameni people have done so many bad things in Yingsang, this is the revenge of the Yingsang rats!"

He chuckled again: "It's none of my business anyway!"

He didn't move a finger, this is absolutely true.

As long as there is no evidence, it has nothing to do with him.

This is an obvious truth.

Yang Fan suddenly came to his senses: "Perhaps the Gameni people who were bombed will not think this is just a joke.

"Last time in Ono Yoshiko's dream, I remember that there are indeed many people in Yingsang Kingdom who are hostile to Gameni.

"The Gameni Federation has controlled Yingsang for so many years, it is impossible that they are not clear about this, they will most likely investigate in this direction.

"Kato Taiji, who was killed by a rocket, happened to be a loyal dog of the Gameni people. This guy died by chance. How could the Gameni people have no idea? "

What Colonel Robert wanted, he naturally wanted too.

Yang Fan's expression was a little subtle: "This group of rats ran around the street, maybe they really provoked a conflict between the Gameni and Yingsang people."

He chuckled: "This is a very good idea. It seems that I can do more things in this regard in the future."

What?

People should be upright?

The Gameni people have been engaged in many conspiracies and tricks, and you don't persuade them to be upright.

On the contrary, you pretend to be a moral gentleman here and persuade me to be upright.

It's just funny!

He never thought that anyone was qualified to teach him how to do things.

Yang Fan's heart moved, and a black wood carving appeared in his hand.

It was a supernatural item "borrowed" from the captain of the Yingsang people's superpowers.

He could sense that the wood carving exuded an extremely strong malice.

This is an extreme hunger of "wanting to devour everything".

This is incredible.

But this is the fact.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "It is indeed a strange weapon. "

Last time, he heard about the strange weapon from Chief Zhang, and he always wanted to get one. Unexpectedly, he got it very smoothly in Yingsang Country.

At this time.

A black mist appeared on the surface of the wood carving.

The feeling of malice became stronger.

Yang Fan frowned, and without hesitation activated the power of the Thunder Branch, and shouted: "Be honest."

"Snap!"

The lightning flashed.

A scorch mark appeared on the surface of the wood carving.

The malice disappeared completely in an instant, and the black mist also disappeared completely.

Yang Fan curled his lips: "You really deserve a beating!"

*

Late at night.

Silver Moon Mountain, the headquarters of the Emperor's Sword.

In a conference room.

A dozen people in black uniforms sat on both sides of a long conference table, and their faces were not good.

"Gentlemen!"

The old man in the lead spoke.

He looked around and said in a low voice: "We lost eleven superpowers and a strange weapon.

"This is the most tragic defeat of the Emperor's Blade since its establishment."

The old man did not mention the loss of the Gameni people at all, and his bias was faintly visible.

A middle-aged man said with anger on his face: "How could a tiger and two monkeys do such a thing? This must be the mastermind of some country behind the scenes."

Another black uniform asked: "Xia Songjun, which country do you think it is?"

The middle-aged man called "Xia Songjun" simply replied with two words: "Daxia!"

This answer immediately attracted a lot of opposition.

"Impossible!"

"Now that poisonous mosquito disasters have broken out in many places in Daxia, the people of Daxia are doing their best to deal with poisonous mosquitoes, and it is unlikely that they will interfere in our country's affairs."

"I also think it is unlikely to be Daxia."

Xia Song tried to defend: "They have a grudge against our country in history and have always wanted to teach us a lesson..."

The words were not finished.

He was interrupted.

The old man said: "The people of Daxia are very rational. They are currently concentrating on solving domestic problems and it is impossible for them to easily interfere in foreign countries."

Xia Song did not dare to refute anymore and shut up obediently.

Another bald man in black uniform said, "Could it be that group of people?"

Although this sentence did not explicitly say who "that group of people" was, everyone present understood what he meant.

Some people disagreed: "They were killed in the explosion. Not to mention that Kato Taiji is also dead."

The bald man in black uniform immediately replied: "That group of people are ruthless and can do anything.

"They have always been trying to control the Emperor's Sword. This time is probably a test.

"Besides, all the people who died today were ordinary Kameni soldiers. There are no important people at all.

"As for Kato Taiji, they have more than one dog. The Yai family and the Tatsuya family are their loyal dogs.

"Maybe it was these dogs biting each other, and Kato Taiji was pushed out as a sacrifice."

Someone else stood up to object: "They are so powerful. Even if they are ruthless, do we have the ability to resist?

"There is no need to sacrifice so many people. I think this explanation is too far-fetched."

The bald man in black uniform had already thought of the answer: "They can use this as an excuse to increase their control over Yingsan! "

He then added: "Don't forget, they are a top power with a population of 800 million, and they just recruited 15 million troops not long ago.

"They now have sufficient troops to be stationed in Yingsang."

"They have always wanted to trample Daxia under their feet, and deep control of Yingsang can provide them with great help."

This set of rhetoric is logically self-consistent and quite convincing.

Everyone was silent.

After a few seconds.

The old man broke the silence: "From today on, each branch must be more careful."

The object of "care" is self-evident.

Everyone nodded in unison.

The bald man in black uniform changed the topic again: "The God-eating Wood Sculpture was stolen, which may not be a bad thing."

A man in black uniform asked: "Why?"

The bald man in black uniform replied: "This strange weapon is too evil. The more you satisfy it, the bigger its appetite will become.

"I'm sure that if they abuse the God-Eating Wood Sculpture, they will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

Another black uniform echoed: "The God-Eating Wood Sculpture cannot be truly controlled. It is extremely hungry for flesh and blood, and will not touch anything else."

"If you want the God-Eating Wood Sculpture to attack once, you must offer blood food in advance, and then provide two humans as sacrifices.

"The God-Eating Wood Sculpture is very greedy. In the future, three or even four sacrifices may not be enough to satisfy it, and it will definitely be backfired.

"At that time, the user will be devoured."

This remark made many black uniforms smile.

The old man nodded gently: "This is a group of greedy and shameless robbers, and they deserve such an ending."

*

On the top of a tall building.

Yang Fan held the Thunder Branch in his right hand, with a ferocious face: "You eat whatever I tell you to eat, and stop whining!"

The wood sculpture stood on the ground.

There was a piece of broken glass next to it.

According to the information given by the Soul-Snatching Cicada, the strange weapon has a terrible devouring ability, so he took the glass for experimentation.

Yang Fan could sense a strong resistance coming from the wood carving.

It was very reluctant to eat the glass.

The Buddha face on the surface of the wood carving had all its facial features wrinkled together.

Yang Fan pressed on: "You are not unable to eat it, eat it!"

He thought and activated the strange object.

"Zi~"

Accompanied by the sound of electricity.

Several red arcs swam out from the surface of the strange object and instantly wrapped around the wood carving.

The wood carving trembled visibly, and the Buddha face closed both eyes.

It was obviously very scared.

Yang Fan shouted coldly: "I'll give you three seconds to think about it, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

After a second.

A wisp of black mist emerged from the surface of the wood carving, wrapping up the glass fragments.

After a breath.

The glass disappeared.

The black mist shrank back again.

Yang Fan curled his lips: "You really don't want to drink a toast, but you have to drink a penalty."

He removed another dusty table leg and continued to feed: "Feed me!"

The black mist emerged again.

It swam slowly towards the table leg like a snail.

Yang Fan urged impatiently: "Hurry up."

"Snap!"

There was a flash of lightning.

There was another scorch mark on the surface of the wood carving.

The black mist accelerated "whoosh" and instantly wrapped around the table leg.

The table leg quickly became hazy and then disappeared.

The Buddha's face on the surface of the wood carving turned into a "vomiting" look.

Yang Fan shouted: "Stop making trouble!"

The wood carving trembled.

The Buddha's face quickly returned to normal.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction: "If you had been obedient earlier, you wouldn't have been electrocuted, right?"

The Buddha's face showed a crying expression.