Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 555 Great Benefits
"Well, you really don't want to agree to my proposal? It's obviously a win-win situation."

The burgundy evening gown is tight at the waist, outlining the perfect curve.

"Since we've already said that the 'World's No. 1 Security Conference' is irrelevant, why don't you just lose to us and send our Chenqi Generation to the quarterfinals?"

no respond.

The leader of [Emerald Pharmaceuticals] bent his body slightly, completely ignoring the wine glass held up by the other party. His butterfly-shaped pupils on his cheeks were tightly closed, and he devoted himself to the optimization calculation of the "brain white matter data storage structure".

With the fourth ring [Transcendence] psychic power's constant transformation of the body, his brain's computing power can support maintaining dozens of threads at the same time. However, considering efficiency issues, he usually keeps the upper limit of this number below three.

The leader of [Dust Contract Generation] made an unhappy "tsk" sound and sipped his wine glass.

The next second, she took a step back, and a strand of severed hair slowly fell down from the position in the previous second.

"Keep your eyes closed."

The leader of Jade Pharmaceuticals put away the culprit who cut off his hair, and a piece of white jade-like bone cluster sank back into the cavity all over the body surface. He said coldly: "Peek into my biological structure. Chenqi Generation did not pay the patent fee for you."

The other party's slender five fingers increased the pressure little by little, and the wine glass made a sad cry as if it could not bear the weight.

In contrast, the woman raised her eyebrows and her silver pupils became brighter. That was the spiritual power of the fourth ring [Consensus].

"Are you so angry after just one look? Don't be so petty——"

The man's pupils opened one by one, and in an instant it was like thousands of butterflies fluttering their wings. His skin moved along with it, as if it could be reorganized into another shape at any time.

After confronting each other for a few breaths, the breathing of both sides subsided again and returned to being normal.

"Let's get down to business." The woman said, "Radi promised that he would stop the Nine Imperial Defense on the day after tomorrow. According to the portrait assessment, Song Shi will not lead his men to wait until the champion is decided, and should return within one to three days."

Radi is the leader of the Time Travel delegation.

"I came here in person." The man hummed without any sadness or joy: "Just to talk about this?"

The other party smiled and said nothing.

Is the final choice mine?
The man understood something.

Taking advantage of the perfect excuse to participate in the world's first security conference, he openly mobilized multiple fourth-ring psychics and gathered them in the same place. The moment that "Song Shi" led his team into the material shell, the result was already determined.

The time for him to return would be the day of his death - being surrounded and killed by eight fourth-ring psychics, how could a psychic who had just entered the fourth ring possibly survive?
The only problem was that the other party was so incredibly talented and so skilled in fighting that even if he couldn't win, who would doubt the possibility that he would drag several people down with him in the end?
Interests will be subordinated to the greater good.

The eight people who cooperated briefly and had their own thoughts could not resist Nan Dou's flames. However, a necessary participant who had the mentality of dying in battle from the beginning and stepped forward to block the killing force was enough to avoid the losses that should have occurred.

After lengthy debates, discussions, and exchanges among the giant corporations, a giant called Emerald Pharmaceuticals happily put its share on the scale from the unimaginable amount of profit transfer.

After a moment of silence, a low voice echoed in the room.

".Emerald Pharmaceuticals is always ready to make sacrifices."

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"I think the food here is not good enough. How can it be called authentic Donglu cuisine?" The temperature in Wukedi was quite low. The moment he walked out of the restaurant, a cold wind blew over him. Chu Tonglu was not affected and continued to mutter: "Besides, the management of this place is too strict. If I show the gun on my waist even a little bit, the patrolman will come up to check your gun license if he smells it."

"Can't you fire a shot with just your fingers? Why do you need a gun on your waist?"

Song Shi put one hand in his pocket and walked in front of the crowd.

Yesterday, they defeated the Haups Group and advanced to the top 16. The day after tomorrow, they will face [Time Sequence Pass]. Referring to Xia Le's suggestion, Song Shi simply took the people who were willing to go out for a meal to buffer his mentality. Although the authentic Donglu dishes that he had finally chosen were not Donglu at all - how could there be a dish like stir-fried cucumber with jam?
"If I meet someone looking for trouble, I'll tell him I'm in the third ring, then show my force, and then convince him. This takes three steps." Chu Tonglu sneered, "But taking out a gun only takes one step."

"Then you are quite capable of saving trouble."

Song Shi stood on the side of the road and looked at the time.

It's still early, I can still walk around by myself later
Song Shi suddenly raised his eyes.

Before anyone could react, he disappeared from the spot. Half a second later, the remaining flames at the spot officially exploded.

With the rapid burst of [Soaring to the Sky], Song Shi crossed several miles in almost a breath. The pilot of a shuttle that had just taken off was surprised to find that a ball of flame suddenly appeared in his parallel line of sight.

The flame completely violated the law of inertia, and after a slight delay, it dived down.

The glass window glowed red, then suddenly turned into misty ash.

Song Shi stepped on the windowsill and pulled open the thick curtains. Thin strands of light filtered into the room. In the dark corner, a man who looked like a hollow rock was hunched over.

The moment the curtains were drawn, surprise appeared on his face, and he seemed not to realize what was happening. However, at the same moment, the implant that had already taken over his nervous system began to take effect. Brutal external force surged into his limbs and bones. The man's Adam's apple twitched unnaturally and the muscles of his lips twisted into a distorted shape.

"Southern Region Heavy Industry. Ask you."

The hoarse voice was accompanied by a swelling light. The sharp light pierced his body and smoothly cut through the darkness. The absorption bomb buried in his abdomen was not very powerful. According to the most optimistic estimate, it could only destroy this low-rent house.

But killing people - blowing flesh-and-blood people into tattered dolls - that was more than enough.

That's how it should be.

Faster than the sound, Song Shi appeared in front of the man and raised his hand to press lightly.

Psychic Skills: [Sui Shi].

The spiritual energy that suppressed everything was released, chemical bonds broke, heat expanded, and even light leaked out. The world seemed to have been frozen. The reaction of the bomb came to an abrupt end, and all energy was gathered and forcibly returned to its original state.

Song Shi flicked his finger, and a little bit of the golden fluid was squeezed out and splashed into the other person's body. The recovery effect of [Emperor's Flowing Sap] was more focused on the energy level, and was not so effective on matter. However, with the blessing of a fourth-ring psychic, it was still a miracle drug for ordinary people.

"You have murderous intentions towards me, but it's too obvious to hide it. No, I should say you don't know how to hide it at all."

After doing all this, Song Shi raised the fire.

"What did Nanyu Heavy Industry promise you?"

(End of this chapter)