100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Ye Wenxuan's heart moved at will, and countless electromagnetic waves, like invisible tentacles, tightly attached their "tentacles" to Victor's body. Before the supernatural being noticed, he began to detect various parts of his body at an extremely fast speed. item data.

Victor seemed to have really fallen asleep, and there was no movement.

Two minutes later, the analog portraitist woke up with a slight tremor of his fingers.

At the same time, in an interrogation room far away from him.

Marven Ye slowly opened his eyes.

The frequent creation of large magnetic fields caused his body to temporarily lose strength, and his spirit began to weaken.

He took a few breaths very low, and covered his sweaty forehead with one hand, blocking the thoughtful eyes.

"The consciousness is out of the body, and then you can walk freely. This ability can be regarded as the legendary invisible man."

Marven Ye murmured silently: "Victor Heyman, you may be the leaker we are looking for..."

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The helipad at Villa Ahn'Qiraj in Houston.

A helicopter landed slowly, and Xing Yuan said goodbye to An Qiluo face to face. The latter seemed to be unaware of the bug in the guest room, and behaved the same as before.

Angelo: "Xing, I wish you good luck."

Xing Yuan nodded, turned and walked towards the helicopter.

Several people were already sitting in the plane, and two of them were wearing a black cloak. The black uniform near the exit threw him a piece of clothing. Black cloak of the same style.

The man in uniform and sunglasses said coolly, "Put it on and sit down."

Xing Yuan didn't intend to find fault, he put on the cloak casually, took two steps in the cabin, and finally sat next to the fat man in the cloak.

The fat man covered his face with a hood, just looking at his figure, this should be the man who came with Pei Ji yesterday.

I don't know if the person next to him is Liu Tianquan.

The helicopter rose slowly, and no one in the cabin spoke, but after a few minutes, the fat man coughed: "Um...are we leaving Houston?"

No one answered him, not even the tall, thin man in the cloak on the other side.

Xing Yuan looked at the cabin under the cover of the hood. In the dim space, apart from the three cloaked men who needed to attend the ceremony, there were also five personal bodyguards in black suits and black sunglasses.

The function of the sunglasses may not be just to be handsome. He quietly observed the man sitting on the right. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw lines of text flashing inside the other person's sunglasses, as if he was receiving instructions from someone.

Fatty: "Uh, I think everyone should have a certain right to know. I'm not saying I'm timid. If I were timid, I wouldn't stay here..."

Before he finished speaking, a man in a black uniform across from him took out a pistol and pointed the muzzle at his forehead.

Fatty's remaining words were all choked in his throat, and no one could see his face, but it must have been very distorted.

Black uniform: "Once on the plane, all actions must be under command."

"Now, shut up."

Fatty plucked up the courage to stand up: "How dare you—"

Before he stood up straight, Xing Yuan pressed his shoulders and whispered to the opposite human: "We know."

The black uniform looked at him sideways, and slowly moved the muzzle back.

Xing Yuan, who had experienced the killing field, could tell that the white man had murderous aura all over his body just now, and he really planned to leave a few bullets on the fat man.

The fat man died down and sat back in his original position.

He turned his head and kept straightening the hem of his black clothes with his hands, while muttering in a low voice: "Man, anyway, thank you."

Xing Yuan was noncommittal, but hummed in a low voice, his eyes still on the black uniform.

They are not like ordinary bodyguards, but they are very iron-blooded. They may be mercenaries, or they may be private armed forces in a certain place.

A few minutes later, the helicopter stopped at another wide field, and the black uniform picked up the last person.

Through the hood, Xing Yuan looked at Liu Tianquan with a vigilant expression, and his eyes turned around all the people in the cabin, thinking that he might have looked like this when he came up before.

Liu Tianquan didn't recognize him, he also took the cloak and put it on, chose a place with few people, and sat down alone.

The helicopter flew higher and higher, avoiding the radiation range of the radar, and the pilot found the flight path, gradually getting farther and farther away from Houston.

Xing Yuan watched the helicopter they were flying across the ocean.

The fat man couldn't sit still again: "Why are you flying farther and farther... This is almost leaving the United States..."

The expert man next to him also spoke out this time.

"Excuse me, where is our destination?" As if afraid of offending the black uniform, he raised his hands and said slowly: "It can't be a small island in the sea, right?"

The tall man with sunglasses sitting by the door finally looked at them squarely.

"The journey is still long, everyone, be prepared." He said in a rough voice: "Four new gentlemen, if the subsequent induction ceremony goes well, you will have the honor to go to the SP Research Institute and see some of them with your own eyes. Some experimental results, and even something even crazier."

"So, all the hardships before this should be worth it."

The fat man hesitated, "Including not being able to go to the bathroom?"

Man: "I can kick you into the ocean."

The fat man retreated: "Okay. What about the three meals? I don't ask for afternoon tea and supper. After all, we may have to sit on a dozen or dozens of small..."

The handle of the gun was firmly held by a big hand wearing a tactical glove, and the muzzle was pointed obliquely at the fat man, successfully silencing him again.

The man said solemnly: "Before the initiation ceremony is completed, if any new members behave differently or make me angry because of their loud noises, the boss will give me permission to teach such people some lessons, or present them with a flower on their foreheads." bullet."

"How dare you treat newcomers like this?!" The fat man shifted his position: "Okay, I'm just offering my opinion, I... I don't want to talk anymore, can't I?"

The man didn't bother to pay attention to him, his eyes pierced through the sunglasses and slapped the four newcomers fiercely, and he snorted coldly: "The Daybreak Club is not a leisure club, no matter why you join, under my nose, you'd better not play any tricks small means."

No one answered him, and the man didn't care, he turned the gun around and put the pistol in his waist holster.

Xing Yuan listened to their conversation quietly, without saying a word, his eyes swept across his back waist, cuffs and trouser legs.

He took time to visit Liu Tianquan again.

The latter sat far away, straightened his back since he came up, and didn't say a word.

If it is said that he did this for Xing Yi, he would be considered blind.

The future of the Liu family may not be long.

I don't know if Marven Ye guessed what he was going to do.

Xing Yuan turned his head to look out the window, thinking of his wife silently in his heart.

Far away in the Union Building in Washington, someone's "wife" was lying on the bed, waiting for the sweat on her body to evaporate and dry.

He panted and calmed his breath, turned his back to the monitor, and wiped the sweat off his face.

Compared with randomly recruiting a thunder or something, generating a magnetic field and perceiving everything in this space requires him to have more precise control and higher physics attainments.

What's more, in this space, the person he wants to investigate is just like him, a superpower with supernatural powers.

Victor Heyman, a simulated portrait artist recommended by the Turkish police, once accurately drew the five suspects who caused the "Ankara Black May" terrorist attack based on witnesses and blurry surveillance videos.

Later, it was confirmed that these people belonged to an extremist terrorist organization, and three of them were almost exactly the same as the characters in Victor's portrait after being arrested and removed their disguise.

His amazing painting skills and his ability to capture the facial features of criminals are important evidence for the Turkish police to recommend him to join the anti-terrorism alliance.

However, Ye Wenxuan did not expect that such a "poor student" who ranked third from the bottom in grades would be an unstoppable supernatural being.

Could it be that this is the legendary "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger"?

He thought about it endlessly, but in the end he couldn't figure out what method to use to test this fellow.

Then you might as well be bold.

For example, leave a note to scare him, or something...

Ever since, Ye Wenxuan used the current to interfere with the monitor and controlled the electromagnetic field to steal the investigator's pen and paper.

He wrote a random line, and while no one was paying attention, he secretly transported the note to Victor's interrogation room, squeezed it in quietly through the crack of the door, and finally hid it in the corner of the other side's folding bed. Under the foot of the bed.

The electric current climbed up the iron bedpost of the folding bed, like a small snake dormant under the metal, and was instantly nailed to the back of the man's hand.

It was like being stung by static electricity.

Victor's consciousness had drifted to other places again, and this time he was caught off guard and directly knocked his mental body back into his body.

"Hmm!" He twitched like a cramp, and then opened his eyes suddenly.

"What...is it static electricity..." Victor rested on the bed for a while, lowered his eyes and muttered, "I was hit back by static electricity...?"

Then he saw the note hidden in the gap.

Ever had this thing before?

Victor didn't know why, so he picked it up and unfolded it.

【You were at Otis just now, I saw you. (Smile)】

The man broke out in a cold sweat.

Ye Wenxuan, who had been paying attention to him, raised the corners of his mouth, feeling the deep pleasure from the heart after pretending to be aggressive.

Come, come, let grandpa play with you.

After the investigators left in the afternoon, Victor received the second piece of paper.

This time it also comes with a pencil.

[Let's talk, use this piece of paper. (Smile)】

Victor pursed his lips, he was still lying on his side, and he hid the white paper on the bed in front of his chest, trying not to let the monitor capture the abnormality here.

Using this posture, he wrote with great effort: [Who are you. 】

As soon as he finished writing, the pencil in his hand moved by itself, as if an invisible hand snatched it from his hand.

But Victor claims to know this well, and he knows that there is no second invisible person around him.

[Your kind. 】

This is really the worst kind of answer.He pursed his lips, thinking so in his heart.

Victor: [Where are you? 】

Ye Wenxuan sat cross-legged on the bed, raised his hand to say hello to the soldiers who came in to deliver food, and while remotely controlling the pencil, he wrote like a magic stick: [I am everywhere. 】

Victor: [Impossible, I don't feel that there is anyone else in this room. 】

Ye Wenxuan: [No way, because I am powerful, remember to call me senior. 】

Victor: 【Stop playing charades, who are you? 】

Ye Wenxuan wrote while eating: [Young man, don't be so irritable, come, take a bite of dinner and calm down. 】

Victor raised his head, just as someone outside opened the door and walked in with dinner.

The pencil landed from mid-air, and Gu Lulu rolled to the foot of the bed. The white paper also folded itself into small squares, and slammed into Victor's jacket to hide.

The soldier put the plate on the table: "Mr. Victor, this is today's dinner."

Victor: "..."

The piece of paper was pasted on his back, like a warm dog skin plaster, which made people restless and uneasy.

The author has something to say: Victor’s ability is similar to the soul out of the body or the consciousness out of the body =-=

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#### The duel from the supernatural beings####

Victor: [Who are you, where are you, and what do you want to do? ! 】

Ye Wenxuan: [Don't be nervous, I won't take the initiative to moles you. 】

Victor: [If you leave a message again, I will call you! 】

Ye Wenxuan: [Don't call if you have the ability, just take it off. 】

Victor: [I dare to take it off, do you dare to look at it? 】

Ye Wenxuan: [I dare to see you dare to take it off? 】

Victor & Marven Ye: Shit, I really don't dare.