Hunting for Beauty

Ji Yunsheng said to Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao nodded. This is of course. To give the simplest example, if a person can know the daily stock market trends on Wall Street, then it is difficult for him not to be the richest man in the world.

And if it is applied to the military, it can even predict the enemy's opportunities and completely grasp the initiative in the war.

To put it more seriously, the world may undergo earth-shaking changes because of this, and even affect the course of history.

"Although it is still impossible for her to accurately predict the information she needs, no one can be sure whether her autism can be cured one day. At that time, she will become an opportunity to influence history. What's more powerful is A few days ago, because of his prediction that the Prime Minister of Central China successfully escaped the terrorist assassination by the terrorists, it can be said that Huang Boxu's predictive ability has already influenced history. His superpower has never appeared before, and we named it a The name is Future World."

Ji Yunpian said in a surprisingly serious tone.

Ren Xiaoyao stared closely at him on the screen, knowing that he must have something to say.

"The problem now is that Taiwan's supernatural organization has already grasped the situation about Huang Boxu through the inside line, and sent their supernatural organization to hijack her to Taiwan."

Ji Yunsheng looked at Ren Xiaoyao on the opposite side and said slowly.

Chapter 861 The Western Cowboy

"Send over the information about Taiwan, and I will bring Huang Boxu back as soon as possible!"

Ren Xiaoyao said to Ji Yunsheng.

"Now it's not just a matter of Taiwan's supernatural organization. Uncle Sam even sent their supernatural troops to participate. They joined forces with Taiwan's supernatural organization and made preparations to deal with our supernatural personnel. This task is not easy to complete. of!"

Ji Yunsheng said.

"America's supernatural troops also participated? Their strength is not very good, they are only second-rate."

Ren Xiaoyao frowned.

Ji Yunsheng curled his lips and said: "That's superficial...Lao Mei has always had a style of light and darkness. The American supernatural forces you know are just for show to others, and the real trump card is only used to execute the invisible. The Secret Mission of Light."

After Ji Yunsheng paused, he suddenly said, "Have you heard of 'Western Cowboy'?"

Ren Xiaoyao thought for a while and said, "No, what is that, a religious organization?"

"It's America's trump card ability force."

Ji Yunsheng said in a deep voice.

"Is it great?"

Ren Xiaoyao asked.

"Yes, that's a top-notch supernatural force, even super-first-class. It's about the same level as our dragon god, or even stronger. So you have to be prepared for a fierce battle with the cowboys in the west. Said Maybe you will meet old friends again!"

Ji Yunsheng said slowly.

"What do you mean?"

Ji Yunsheng raised his eyebrows.

"What impression do you have of the name Baramuti?"

Ji Yunsheng said slowly.

As if being shocked by a violent electric current, Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward to reveal the image of the foreigner who assassinated him back then.

"Okay, I see, you just need to send the information, I will pay attention, and I will take Huang Boxu back the day after tomorrow at the latest!"

Ren Xiaoyao said very firmly.

Looking at Ren Xiaoyao with confident eyes on the screen, Ji Yunsheng nodded, then he clicked the mouse, and soon sent Ren Xiaoyao a folder.

After Ren Xiaoyao received the document, he said goodbye to Ji Yunsheng, and then carefully read the document.

An hour later, Ren Xiaoyao had completely printed that document into his mind.

After Ren Xiaoyao had memorized everything, he called Evans over, carefully assigned the tasks, and then took out two human skin masks from the mustard space, handed one to Evans, and the two put them on their faces superior.

After tidying up, Ren Xiaoyao took Evans to open the window, jumped out, and then flew to the Taiwan super organization base in Tainan.

Ten minutes later, Ren Xiaoyao and Evans came to an open space one kilometer away from the super organization.

The two had just landed on the ground and had a brief rest when suddenly an alarm sounded. At first Ren Xiaoyao thought they had been spotted, but half a minute later he realized it was a tropical storm alarm.

Soon the strong wind mixed with big raindrops fell from the sky. Although the violent wind and rain were annoying, it was an excellent cover for Ren Xiaoyao and Evans who were in action at this time.

Ren Xiaoyao and Evans spread their bodies and rushed towards the super organization building one kilometer away.

Soon the two came to the front of the building, and the two used their magical skills to levitate up to the presidential suite on the 28th floor. Compared with the ground, the visibility here is much better, but the wind is still very strong.

Ren Xiaoyao was about to stretch his head to look in from the window, but Evans reached out and grabbed him, then closed his eyes and muttered, "Well... There are people in the room, one, two, three, three people, all with guns , one of them is holding a very big gun. One is on the left side of the window, one is on the right side of the window, and one is behind the big bed. We are outside the wall..."

"If there are three people, I can still control them, but I can't let them have the chance to shoot and startle others. Evans, do you know how to restrain your voice?"

Ren Xiaoyao asked.

Evans nodded affirmatively.

"That's good, you will be responsible for the task of concentrating the sound. Let's start to act."

Ren Xiaoyao reached out and gestured to Evans.

Evans nodded and stretched out her small hand.

The window frame suddenly and soundlessly disintegrated into scattered parts floating in the air, and the huge tempered glass was separated from the window frame immediately, and the strong wind swept the house with the torrential rain.

Ren Xiaoyao and Evans flew into the room together.

Ren Xiaoyao ignored the gangsters in the house, but flew to the door of the house, turned around and landed steadily.

After turning around, at the first glance, I saw a bullet being fired at myself from the muzzle of a person on the left side of the window.

For a moment, everything fell silent.

The trajectory of the bullet, which ordinary people can't distinguish at all, is clear in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes at this moment. He can even see the expansion direction of the sound wave when the bullet "shoots" out of the opponent's muzzle.

Centering on Ren Xiaoyao's forehead, powerful energy instantly filled the walls of the room, canceling out the sound waves of the gunfire one by one, and the bullet obediently stopped less than two meters away from him.

Before the second shot was fired, the shooter, like the other two, was already flying out of thin air, the weapon in his hand was twisted weirdly, and his hands were desperately clutching at his throat, as if there was a hand tightly Holding back, all three of them rolled their eyes and passed out in the blink of an eye.

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help frowning when he saw the three foaming at the mouth. Although he had experienced countless battles, it was the first time he had killed an enemy like this, so he couldn't help but read a few words "Namo Amitabha" for the other party Evans looked into the room and suddenly found a thick comic book on the bed, so she cheered and grabbed it.

"Master, these are painted by Huang Boxu, right? He should be not far from here, but I can't sense it!"

Evans sent a voice transmission to Ren Xiaoyao.