A New Character Every Month

He had no choice but to put down his affairs and take a special car to the manor.

Suburbs.

An extended version of the business car is driving in the forest.

In the car, the driver's seat and the rear seat are completely isolated, and the two sides can only talk through the car voice.

Rockferrand sat on the wide seat behind, holding a goblet, shaking it gently, tasting the red wine with a sense of ceremony.

Opposite him, Lin Zian was also holding a goblet, but instead of red wine, it contained apple juice.

Compared with those previous holders, Rockefeller is not only much richer, but also at the top in terms of social status. There are hundreds of varieties of apples delivered to Lin Zian every day, and they are all picked from all over the world. Never more than twelve hours of fresh apples.

Whether Lin Zian wants to eat fruit salad without salad, or cider without alcohol, there will be top-level professionals making it and waiting for it.

For example, the glass of apple juice in Lin Zian's hand is made by professionals by mixing seven different varieties of apple juice according to complicated steps and blending methods.

It is said that this is one of the best-tasting apple juices prepared by professionals who have tested thousands of flavor combinations.

I don't know if it's Lin Zian, but this glass of apple juice tastes much better than a single one.

It has to be said that although he is also very rich in the main world, he has never tried such extravagant and wasteful behavior.

After taking a sip, Lin Zi'an put down the juice, looked at Rock Ferrand, who was seriously tasting the wine, and said with a slight smile: "The Son of God is the sign and soul of your Chaoxing Group, and he is also a disciple you have cultivated and grown. You really have the heart to use it." His replacement body for you?"

"I'm an emotional person."

Rockefeller put down his glass politely, looked into Lin Zian's eyes, and explained: "But since his name has been written on the Death Note, it is better to contribute the last bit of strength for me. Besides, Mr. Lin, don't you Did you also say that the stronger the replaced body, the faster the recovery after the replacement? I should make the best use of everything!"

Feelings are really cheap.

Lin Zian thought to himself, but nodded in agreement on the face, raised his glass: "That makes sense, let's have a toast."

"It's an honor for Mr. Lin to understand."

Rockferrand picked up the goblet, touched Lin Zi'an, and drank it down in a gulp in a way that was completely inconsistent with red wine etiquette.

The reason why his drinking method suddenly changed so much was not because of his hobbies and habits, but because he wanted to go along with Lin Zian.

Ever since he learned that the god of death is called Lin, he has specially studied the etiquette of other countries. Among them, when drinking and clinking glasses, the one who belongs to the younger generation or the lower level can show respect by drinking it all down.

Although Lin Zian drank apple juice and he drank red wine, it seemed that there was something wrong with it, but he still did it out of the idea that it is better to do it than not to do it well.

Not long after, the car arrived at its destination.

The car drove into Shenzi's manor and stopped in front of the gate of the three-story villa in the center.

After Rockferrone got off the car, he didn't wait for Son of God, but an old butler with white hair greeted him.

"I am very sorry, Mr. Rockferrand."

The housekeeper bowed his head apologetically and said: "My husband was waiting for your arrival in the manor half an hour ago, but he encountered an urgent matter and had to leave, and he expected to return in about half an hour. He let me I will take you into the villa to rest first, and I will solemnly apologize to you when I come back, and I hope you don't mind."

Although Rockferrand was somewhat dissatisfied, this dissatisfaction quickly disappeared when he thought of the body of the Son of God being his body.

He looked at the butler with a worried face, and said, "Take me in."

After a few moments, he was led by the butler into a luxuriously decorated reception room.

The butler asked, "Mr. Rockferrand, what do you like to drink?"

"Piglodges, and..."

Rockferrand looked at Lin Zian, who was looking around, and asked him if he wanted a glass of apple juice.

Lin Zian spread his hands and said, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Rockferrand said to the puzzled butler next to him: "Just a cup of Pigloose coffee, nothing else is needed."

"Mr. Rockferrand, please wait a moment."

The butler withdrew respectfully.

Lin Zian glanced at the door closed by the butler, sat directly on the animal skin sofa beside him, and asked Rockferrand, "What do you think the Son of God wants from you?"

"It should be a matter of the Bureau of Investigation."

Rockferrand explained in detail: "The political and military circles of the United States are divided into two factions, one is officials supported by emerging forces that have risen in the past century, and the other is officials supported by old forces that have been passed down for more than a hundred years."

"Among them, the established forces occupy an absolute dominant position in the internal violent investigation bureau, and the emerging forces are in a weak state. But since I founded the Chaoxing Group and the Chaoying 11 people, the emerging forces can not only fight against them, but even faintly Get over them."

After a pause, he calmly said: "Now that the 11 members of Super Sound have been reduced, the old forces may have some crooked ideas again."

Lin Zian put his hands on his chest and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

A cold light flashed in Rockferrand's eyes, and he sneered, "If they dare to make trouble, then I can only completely destroy them."

"Oh, do you want to use the Death Note?"

"Of course not. Although the Death Note is easy to use, the steps to kill the extraordinary are too cumbersome. With that time, I can completely blow them into ashes!"

Waiting is boring, the two chatting with each other.

The butler came in halfway, left after putting down a cup of coffee and two plates of fruit pastries.

Suddenly, Rockferron's face changed in surprise just halfway through speaking, and he looked up at the ceiling with surprise and doubt in his eyes.

A Rubik's Cube emitting a shimmer appeared in his hands at some unknown time.

Lin Zian also realized something, and raised his head calmly.

Rumble!

The next moment, accompanied by a huge explosion, countless flames struck from all directions.

The luxurious manor covering an area of ​​more than one hundred acres was instantly submerged in the flames, and the sound was deafening.

If someone is nearby now, one can clearly see the missiles falling from the sky one after another, bombarding the manor one after another, without any sign of stopping.

It was not until a few minutes later that the missile baptism finally ended.

But at this time, the huge manor had been smashed into a deep pit of several hundred meters, and the fire inside was so bright that nothing could be seen clearly.

"You really deserve to be the good disciple I trained!"

In the depths of the fire, Rockefeller sneered: "Since it can do this for me, the material used to build the house uses a special isolation layer, which unknowingly affects my perception and prevents me from discovering the missile in time. And at the expense of hundreds of people in the manor, let me relax my vigilance."

His custom-made suit has been reduced to rags, more shabby than a beggar's attire.

What was exposed outside the cloth strips was a sturdy body that did not match the old face at all. Except for a few smudges of black from the smoke, there was no abnormality or injury on it.

The raging fire around him, coming one meter away from him, seemed to be isolated by an invisible shield, unable to touch him at all.

"Missile scrubbing the ground is really a big deal."

Lin Zian stood in the firelight and said with a smile: "Rockferon, you have to be careful, since he ambushed you, he might be sure to beat you."

Rock Ferrand replied: "Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I still have some confidence in this, Son of God..."

He sneered and continued: "Being able to use missiles to attack, he should have united with the investigation bureau and even the military department, but even if they all go together, it is just a waste of time for me. In this life, The strength I have shown is at most less than [-]% of my peak strength, what can they use to resist [-]% of my strength?"

"God said..."

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared in the sky: "The gun that kills evil will surely hit you!"

Suddenly, a white light appeared.

An energy spear emitting a dazzling light shot down from above, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on top of Rockferrand's head.

"It's a joke to use toys against me!"

With disdain on his face, Rockferron raised his hand and waved at the energy spear that was close at hand.

Kacha~

The energy spear, which was much faster than the bullet, instantly shattered like a mirror, turning into tiny fragments of light, which quickly dissipated in the flames.

Rock Ferrand raised his head and was about to speak, but found more attacks falling from above.

Energy spears, metal arrows, special bullets...

All are long-range attacks, with pure energy and pure physics, and the combination of the two.

The most important thing is that the number has reached hundreds, and Rock Ferrand was overwhelmed in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, the attack falling from above was like a machine gun with infinite bullets, with extremely high intensity, no gaps, and no pauses, making it impossible for people to see clearly and know whether Rockefeller was alive or dead at the center of the attack.

"interesting."

Wings spread out from behind, and Lin Zian slowly flew up.

This kind of attack does not seem to be as powerful as a missile, but its single-body lethality is several grades higher than that of a missile.

Lin Zian passed through the flames, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

With just one glance, he saw many, hundreds of mutants around him, and the attack that drowned Rockferron came from their hands.

Some of them were floating in the air, some stood on the edge of the fire, and some were in helicopters or other vehicles.

But without exception, they were all pouring out their attacks on the bottom crazily.

The most conspicuous one among them is the son of God floating in the middle, wearing a white monk's uniform, with a holy face.

At this time, his hands turned into afterimages that ordinary people couldn't capture. Every time he lifted and lowered, an energy spear was fired and shot into the fire below.

It didn't take long for mutants to overuse their superpowers and have to rest.

But soon, a replacement took over.

The attack lasted for 10 minutes. Except for Shenzi and a few people, everyone else relayed it several times.

This repeated attack made Lin Zian extremely speechless.

If he didn't know that he doesn't know what drowsiness is now, he might have fallen asleep a long time ago.

Chapter 320 Six Toys and Toys

suddenly.

The Son of God stopped attacking and issued an order: "Stop attacking!"

His voice was not loud, even a little low, but it ignored the distance limitation and sound interference, and it was directly transmitted to the ears of everyone around him.