The unusual movements in Central Park have plunged the entire Fifth Avenue into panic. These owners and businesses who live and operate in the forest know better than anyone else the dangers of the forest a few meters away.
Whenever it was quiet at night, they could see through the window that the forest was constantly moving like living creatures. They could even clearly hear the sounds of plants growing. Of course, they could occasionally hear a few screams belonging to humans.
But they still insist on maintaining their exquisite lifestyle, and even vigorously promote being neighbors with nature as a slogan.
All of this is for profit. The only reason why they risk their lives to stay here is that the land price on Fifth Avenue cannot fall. They would rather die in their mansion than tolerate their mansion becoming a cheap property.
So even though many people in the coffee shop turned pale, they still maintained a calm look, as if what happened outside was commonplace and not worth paying attention to.
Only the part-time waiter threw away the tray and ran away without hesitation: "I quit!"
Mikkelsen stirred the coffee and watched as the green plants on the road outside began to slowly shrink back, revealing the ravaged road again, with a smile on his lips.
There are many ways to negotiate with superhumans, but for people like Brandon, Tangji is undoubtedly the most efficient negotiation method.
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"Who are you?" Brandon spoke smoothly this time, but his tone lacked a trace of humanity. Even though the cigarette butt burned a black mark on his eyes, he didn't react at all.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you have to make a choice quickly." Tang Ji flicked the cigarette butt away, but a vine sprang out like lightning and caught the cigarette butt in mid-air, with a vine growing on its top. A cluster of mouthparts with a flower core-like structure decomposes the cigarette butt in an instant.
Brandon's face remained blankly silent for a few seconds, and suddenly he showed such extreme anger that his entire facial features failed to be managed, and he instantly lost the structure of his face: "You are insulting this miracle of life in this way. ?Cook it like tobacco leaves?"
Dozens of vines shot out from all directions, trying to snatch Brandon away from Tang Ji's grasp, but with a series of gunshots, Tang Ji easily suppressed the vines' attack with a prelude.
Each bullet burning with the flames of hatred can penetrate multiple plants, but with the entire forest as his backing, Brandon can mobilize more plants.
Brandon, who was reborn after being shot in the head, is obviously more comfortable controlling plants. The speed and reaction of these vines are more than one level stronger than before.
"You can't fight nature." Brandon Mann said expressionlessly at the feet of Tang Ji: "You can keep shooting. I can feel that the connection between me and nature is getting closer and closer. I Being detached."
Tang Ji frowned slightly, reached out and picked up Brandon and planned to leave. As for "Sunflower", he might have to wait.
But under Brandon, the dense root system had penetrated the skin and took root deep into the earth. With Tang Ji's movements, Brandon's body was pulled and deformed, and the soil under his body was uprooted. A big piece.
"Don't resist. I'm not going to kill you immediately while I'm in a good mood." A dagger flashed in Tang Ji's hand and slashed across Brandon's back. A large piece of root system was cut off along with the skin and flesh, followed by a second knife, a A clean but not complete vegetative state is obtained.
The golden dimensional door was opened in front of Tang Ji. On the other side of the dimensional door were Mikkelsen and Wang Zhengdao, who were drinking coffee. Tang Ji threw them directly.
"Come pick me up and tell Fleming to find the painting by himself. The monkey in the forest is no longer there." Before Tang Ji could finish his words, Wang Zhengdao appeared beside him.
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In the end, Brandon and Tangji appeared in the coffee shop almost at the same time. Opposite the coffee shop, the green plants with claws and claws rushed towards them like crazy.
This time, the elites of Fifth Avenue were finally frightened, and they rushed to the back door screaming.
No one cares about face and property anymore.
Tang Ji lifted Brandon up by his head and feet again, and in the next second, a large number of tough plant roots broke through the hardened ground and flew out like tentacles.
"What are you going to do with him?" Tang Ji turned his back to the door, and the flames of hatred extended outside the door like wings. Every time he waved, a large number of green plants disintegrated and fell to the ground.
"Sahara desert, polar ice sheet, offshore drilling platform, where do you think it is safer to take him?" Mikkelsen squatted on the ground and looked at the other person's somewhat dull face: "Why does it look different from the photo?"
"Desert!"/"Drilling platform!" The two men, who had no tacit understanding, said two answers, one on the left and the other on the right. Then Tang Ji added superfluously: "That head is newly grown, and it may be relatively tender."
Mikkelsen's eyes moved back and forth between Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao, deciding to ignore their little secret. The two people obviously had something to hide from him in Antarctica.uuReading www.uukanshu.com
But Mikkelsen, who had more than 4,000 Seven-Orificed Exquisite Hearts, didn't even need to think about it specifically. He relied on instinct and the information collected in the past to determine the traces of Tang Anran that they had concealed.
"Let's change the place. The Trail Blazers and I have recently planned to excavate the body under the ice. It would be bad if it caused misunderstandings and risks." Mikkelsen finally spoke to remind the two people, otherwise he would really I'm worried that these two people will feel that their cover-up is perfect.
Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao were silent at the same time. They exchanged disgusted looks with each other, feeling that their pig teammates were dragging them down.
"This is the coordinates, go here." Mikkelsen broke the silence and said a coordinate: "A nominally abandoned offshore drilling platform."
Wang Zhengdao nodded, Mo Hu sensed the target location, and disappeared into the cafe with a few people in the next second.
The moment they disappeared, the forest in Central Park suddenly froze in place, and all the green plants that had flooded towards the cafe fell to the ground, as if they were just ordinary plants.
John Fleming, who had already received the news, made a phone call and asked a team of his men to go to the Metropolitan Museum to continue the recovery mission, while he himself led another team to prepare to parachute to the place where he last met Brandon. A forest is a treasure trove for any botanist.
As he said before, who can resist a fruit called Rainbow, with rainbow colors and a mixture of seven flavors?
Brandon Mann is an animal. He is too far away from human society and cannot see where his power lies. He thinks he has become the king of the world, but in fact he is nothing.
John Fleming lit a Tree of Life cigarette on the plane and blew out a smoke ring contemptuously: "This is called power."