"Send the relevant 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 problem with Taiwan's supernatural organizations. Uncle Sam has also sent their supernatural troops to participate. They have joined forces with Taiwan's supernatural organizations and are ready to deal with our supernatural personnel. This task is not easy to complete.
Yes!" Ji Yunsheng said.
"America's special forces are also involved? Their strength is not very good, they are just second-rate." Ren Xiaoyao frowned.
Ji Yunsheng curled his lips and said: "That's superficial... The old Americans have always been doing one thing openly and another secretly. The American special forces you know are just for showing off to others, and the real trump cards are only used to carry out invisible operations."
The Secret Mission of Light.”
After Ji Yunsheng paused, he suddenly said: "Have you ever heard of the 'Western Cowboy'?"
Ren Xiaoyao thought for a moment and said, "No, what is that, a religious organization?"
"It is America's ace special force." Ji Yunsheng said solemnly.
"Is it very powerful?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.
"Yes, that is a first-class supernatural force. It can even be said to be super first-class. It is similar to our Dragon God, or even stronger. So you must be prepared for a fight with the Western Cowboys. Say.
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 Baramudi?" Ji Yunsheng said slowly.
As if being shocked by a violent electric current, Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward and revealed the image of the foreigner who assassinated him back then.
"Okay, I understand, just 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 a confident look in his eyes on the screen, Ji Yunsheng nodded, then he clicked the mouse and quickly sent a folder to Ren Xiaoyao.
After Ren Xiaoyao received the document, he said goodbye to Ji Yunsheng, and then read the information carefully.
An hour later, Ren Xiaoyao had completely printed the information in his mind.
After Ren Xiaoyao memorized everything, he called Evans over and carefully assigned the work. Then he took out two ** from the mustard space, handed one to Evans, and then the two of them put it on their faces.
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After packing up, Ren Xiaoyao and Evans opened the window, jumped out, and then flew towards the Taiwan Super Organization base in Tainan.
Twenty minutes later, Ren Xiaoyao and Evans arrived at an open space one kilometer away from the super organization.
The two of them had just landed on the ground and took a brief rest when suddenly a siren sounded. At first, Ren Xiaoyao thought that the two of them had been discovered, but it took half a minute to realize that it was a tropical storm warning.
Soon the strong wind mixed with heavy raindrops fell from the sky. Although the violent storm was annoying, it was an excellent cover for Ren Xiaoyao and Evans who were in action at this time.
Ren Xiaoyao and Evans spread out and rushed towards the super organization building one kilometer away.
Soon the two arrived in front of the building. They used their magical skills to levitate and ascended to the presidential suite on the 28th floor. Compared with the ground, the visibility here was much better, but the wind was still very strong.
Ren Xiaoyao was about to stretch his head to look in from the window, but Evans stretched out her hand to hold him, then closed her eyes and muttered: "Well... there are people in the room, one, two, three, three of them, all holding 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 alert others. Evans, do you know how to restrain your voice?" Ren Xiaoyao asked.
Evans nodded affirmatively.
"That's good, you will be responsible for this task of concentrating the sound. Let's start taking action." Ren Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and gestured to Evans.
Evans nodded and stretched out her little hand.
The window frame suddenly and silently disintegrated into scattered parts floating in the air. The huge tempered glass immediately detached from the window frame, and strong winds carried heavy rain and rushed into the house.
Ren Xiaoyao and Evans jumped into the room together.
Ren Xiaoyao ignored the gangsters in the house and flew to the door of the house, turned around and landed steadily.
The first thing he saw after turning around was that a person on the left side of the window was shooting a bullet at him.
For a moment, everything fell silent.
The trajectory of the bullet that ordinary people could not distinguish was now clear to Ren Xiaoyao's eyes. He could even see the direction in which the sound wave expanded when the bullet exited the opponent's muzzle.
With Ren Xiaoyao's forehead as the center, powerful energy instantly filled the walls of the room, canceling out the sound waves of the gunfire one by one, and the bullet stopped obediently less than two meters in front of him.
Before he could fire a second shot, the shooter, like the other two men, had already flown up out of thin air. The weapon in his hand was weirdly twisted, and his hands were desperately grasping his throat, as if there was a hand holding him tightly.
In a blink of an eye, all three people's eyes turned white and they fainted.
Ren Xiaoyao frowned as he saw the three people frothing at the mouth. Although he had experienced countless battles, this was the first time he had killed an enemy like this, so he couldn't help but recite a few words of "Namo Amitabha" for the other party.
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Evans looked indoors and suddenly found a thick comic book on the bed, so she cheered and grabbed it.
"Master, these were painted by Huang Boxu, right? He should be not far from here, but I can't sense it!" Evans said to Ren Xiaoyao.
"I know, there are experts coming here now. It seems that we are going to have a fight with the American Western Cowboys, a supernatural force!" Ren Xiaoyao said to Evans.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Xiaoyao thought of an expansion film about the Western Cowboys, an American supernatural force, that he and Evans had watched before setting off.
That was an image taken by a Russian agent in Egypt a year ago and intercepted by the National Security Bureau's technical reconnaissance department when it was transmitted in real time via satellite signals.
In the video, a group of people wearing black trench coats were walking slowly in an empty street.
The Western Cowboy Super Force consists of thirteen people, all of whom are first-rate super warriors.
It is worth noting that their identities are all forged in official U.S. files...
Among them is a rather handsome young man with an innocent smile. The information clearly reminds you not to be deceived by his appearance. His name is Shrek. He was eleven years ago seven years ago.
At the age of 18, he was already the number one bomber on the FBI's wanted list.