Rebirth of the Flying Era

Subian took a deep breath and looked at the turbulent sky with uncertain eyes.

Although he had Du Fei as a backup, he still couldn't be sure of the final result.

At this time, it was impossible not to be nervous. Even a slight mistake could change the final result, leaving his family ruined and beyond redemption.

At the same time, on the top of a dozen-story high-rise building in Yajiada city.

This place is less than 500 meters away from the venue where Suharto is about to hold a meeting. It is also the center of the Feng Shui formation that Wang Xuan selected early in the morning to absorb luck.

From the beginning, he was not helping Subian do things. Everything he did was for himself and the Wang family.

The Wang family has been pursuing a seemingly absurd and unattainable goal since the Ming Dynasty, which is immortality.

His ancestors had failed for hundreds of years until they came to him.

There is no doubt that Wang Xuan is an amazingly talented person, and his attainments in Feng Shui metaphysics are among the best in the Wang family in all generations.

He was forced to come up with a way to supplement himself with the national fortune.

Then I spent more than 20 years preparing for it, and what I have been waiting for is today.

He wanted to use this Feng Shui formation to absorb a country's luck, then filter it through the bodies of Suharto and Subian's uncle and nephew, and guide it into his body.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan's eyes couldn't help but flash with crazy excitement.

The only flaw was that the other important person he expected was not present.

At first sight, he saw that Du Fei had a special destiny, and tried every means to lure Du Fei into his trap.

I originally thought that after all these years of operating in Yinni, and with the help of Subian, a local snake, Du Fei would definitely be able to handle it as long as he dared to come.

Who would have known that Du Fei didn't play by the rules at all. When he came to Nanyang for the first time, he turned things upside down and almost sent Suharto down.

Wang Xuan was not only surprised by this, but also marveled that Du Fei was really a variable.

This time, Subian was asked to go in person and Du Fei was invited to the scene at all costs.

Unfortunately, the plan failed again, so he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Fortunately, Du Fei's coming over is just the icing on the cake. It can increase his success rate, but it will not change the overall situation.

Even to him, the outcome was already doomed.

Wang Xuan stood on the roof of the building, facing the strong wind, thinking so.

He was wearing a long gray gown, his hair and beard were dancing wildly, and his face was calm, like an old monk in meditation, with a solemn and immortal temperament.

With a roar, thunder exploded in the sky, and at the same time, a white lightning penetrated the dark clouds and fell straight to the huge building a hundred meters away.

That was the venue where Suharto was about to go.

The powerful current was guided to the ground along the lightning rod, sending out "cracking" sparks.

Wang Xuan's face was expressionless, but he felt secretly regretful.

If it was ancient times, and such a powerful thunder struck directly, the building below would have been destroyed.

But now, technology has really changed a lot of things.

At the same time, a motorcade drove into the square in front of the building.

The convoy was heavily guarded, with military armored vehicles guarding the front and back. In the black car in the middle, Suharto got down slowly.

The young secretary in a suit immediately held up an umbrella. Another secretary went to help him, but Suhatu signaled not to use it.

Suharto propped up his knees with his only remaining hand and took a deep breath to cheer up.

He could feel that his body was about to run out of fuel. Even though he used special methods to support himself, which made him look energetic, his life was overdrawn.

Originally, he could survive for a year, but now he is estimated to survive for only two months.

But he must do this, no one knows better than him what kind of people he has.

Those people are as ferocious as the hyenas on the African grasslands. Even the former lion king will take the opportunity to cut him into pieces as long as he shows weakness.

The Su family was like that back then, and he is like that now.

Therefore, he must arrange his posthumous affairs, preserve his family, and protect future generations.

Suharto walked under the rain shield of the venue's entrance, turned around and looked at the sky outside. The rolling dark clouds seemed to represent his current mood.

Then he turned around resolutely and strode in.

After that, many people came one after another, all of them were heavily guarded and cheered in front of them.

Wang Xuan stood on the top of the building and watched all this, not paying attention to the big shots below.

To a certain extent, these big figures who can determine the fate of a country are just chess pieces that can be used in his eyes.

Use heaven and earth as the chess game, and the fate of a country as the jackpot.

The only person who can stop Wang Xuan now is the mysterious master invited by Suhatu.

Until now, the man had not formally met Wang Xuan.

But that's not important. At this stage, everyone is already known. They can't come up with any tricks. What they compete for is strength.

Wang Xuan stared at the door of the venue below.

The meeting will start in ten minutes, and by then Suhartu, the leader of the country's Zhengshuo, will return to his position, activate the dragon of luck, and attack the Feng Shui formation.

Then it will be time to decide the winner.

However, at this time, Wang Xuan suddenly frowned and felt a little uneasy.

He frowned and reached out from his arms to take out a very ancient compass.

Holding the compass in one hand, making secrets with the other hand, and chanting words.

The pointer on the compass suddenly started to rotate rapidly, and after a few seconds, it slowly stopped at the earthquake level.

Wang Xuan frowned and looked to the northeast. He couldn't help but wonder, what was strange about the northeast?

Are there any unexpected changes happening in the Northeast?

But it doesn’t seem right either.

At this point, he is already in place, and the other party must also be in place.

Otherwise, even if Suhartu risked his remaining life to forcefully return to his position, he would not be able to withstand the impact of the Feng Shui array arranged by Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan was puzzled, but he didn't know that the northeast direction pointed by the compass was exactly the direction Du Fei was currently in. However, Wang Xuan couldn't think of it because he was across the Java Sea.

At this time, Du Fei had already taken out the DF missile from his portable space and placed it in the middle of the abandoned military camp.

He was tinkering with the launcher next to him.

Because there is no need for remote locking and the longitude and latitude coordinates are entered directly, it is much simpler than the last time.

And there are vigilant crows everywhere. Once they find someone approaching, no matter who they are, Metta will go over and knock them out first.

After entering the coordinates, Du Fei raised his hand and looked at his watch.

There are still ten minutes left before the agreed launch time.

Du Fei closed his eyes and thought.

In the next moment, suddenly, as his mental power was rapidly consumed, Du Fei's vision synchronized to Yajiada, hundreds of kilometers away.

Although there was no need to use laser positioning this time, Du Fei still sent Xiao Hei to fly over in person.

If nothing else, throwing such a big firecracker has to make a sound.

Unexpectedly, I saw a magnificent scene of turbulent wind and clouds.

At this moment, Suharto sat expressionlessly on the dark brown mahogany chair in the venue.

This chair represents the highest power in the country. As Suharto sat on it, there was a roar in the sky outside, and a huge lightning bolt like a dragon suddenly flashed out and struck the tallest building in the city of Yajiada. go.

It was a few hundred meters away from the high-rise building where Wang Xuan was located, and it was the center of the Feng Shui formation that covered the entire city.

As long as this place is destroyed, this Feng Shui formation will naturally be broken.

However, Wang Xuan had carefully planned and planned for so many years, how could it be broken so easily.

The moment the lightning struck down, it was also led underground by the lightning rod.

Wang Xuan looked at this scene with a slight smile on his face.

He knew that this was the opponent's demonstration, telling him that he had discovered the formation's core.

But what if you find out? Only if it can be destroyed.

Again, if it was ancient times, that one blow just now might have destroyed the building where the formation was located.

When the time comes, the skin will be gone and the hair will be attached, and the formation will naturally be broken.

But now, times have changed.

However, at the next moment, there was another "boom", and there was an explosion just under the building that was struck by lightning, and a puff of black smoke came out.

Wang Xuan had no expression on his face, walked to the edge of the roof and looked down.

I saw a group of dozens of well-equipped soldiers blowing open the door of the building, forming a fighting formation and filing in.

Seeing this situation, Wang Xuan was not too surprised. This was expected.

The so-called fighting of tactics, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than destroying the other party to save oneself.

As for what means are used, it doesn't matter.

Just ten seconds later, fierce gunfire and the sound of continuous grenade explosions came from the building.

You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder.

How could Wang Xuan not be prepared? A company of men and horses had been ambushed in that building.

These were Subian's elite men who lurked into the city secretly. Just ten minutes ago, they launched a surprise attack and occupied the building.

At about the same time, fierce conflicts broke out in more than a dozen buildings in the city of Yajiada, and mortars were even used directly in several places.

Without exception, these places are the key points of the Feng Shui array arranged by Wang Xuan. As long as any one of them is damaged, it will affect the power of the array.

Inside the venue below, the atmosphere was equally tense.

Suharto had two purposes for this meeting. One was to occupy this position and help the mysterious master fight with Wang Xuan.

The second one was to take advantage of the situation and push his son Xue Dick up.

Suharto knew very well that his son was not the material, but at this time he had no choice.

The so-called retreat and seek the next best thing.

Only by asking for a high price first will there be room for concessions.

In fact, for Suharto, the most perfect situation is the cooperation between Subian and Xue Dick. Of the two brothers, one controls the military power and the other controls the interests. After he dies, no matter who comes to power, they will not be able to touch his family.

However, things went against expectations. Subian's ambition was too great, and Xue Dick's ability was too poor. The two could not cooperate at all.

This is unacceptable to Suharto.

Without Subian's support, the situation at the venue was not going smoothly.

All the people who could sit in this conference room could see that Suharto was in trouble.

At this time, even the most loyal Minister Mo Sang secretly sent people to contact Subian, let alone other identifications.

As soon as the meeting began, some of Suharto's arrangements were questioned and challenged by many people.

This made Suharto's face extremely ugly, and the national destiny that had been blessed on him began to become unstable.

The national destiny is not unique to anyone. It is only because Suharto sits in this position that he can have the blessing of the national destiny.

But this position does not mean everything. If you lose the authority to control everything, even if you sit in the position, you are just a puppet.

Faced with doubts at this time, Suharto felt deeply powerless. If there was nothing wrong with his body, if it were not for the missile, if...who among the people in the audience would dare to speak loudly to him!

A few years ago, anyone who dared to talk to him like this would have been dragged out and shot.

It's a pity that there are no ifs. This is the reality. He must be patient and give up more benefits to gain the support of this group of people.

And this helpless predicament instantly greatly reduced the national fortune he had been blessed with...

In the sky, clouds and thunder echoed each other.

On the ruins of the Independence Palace, which was previously destroyed by missiles, a towering monument has just been rebuilt.

This place is about five hundred meters away from the high-rise building where Wang Xuan is located, and less than one kilometer away from where Suharto holds a meeting.

Under the monument, stood a young man in trousers and a white shirt.

The young man wore a pair of tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses and looked elegant.

The eyes under the crystal lenses are deep and he is looking up at the northeastern sky.

This man was the master Suharto had hired at no expense. He was the most amazing and talented master of metaphysics of the new generation in Southeast Asia.

The last time he won the battle with Wang Xuan, he forced Wang Xuan and Subian out of Yajiada, and he completely gained Suharto's trust.

It also convinced Suhartu that the Dragon of Luck could break Wang Xuan's Feng Shui formation.

However, Suharto did not know that the real name of the master he invited was Wang Guochen, and he was Wang Xuan's nephew according to his seniority.

Wang Guochen's appearance was not a coincidence, nor was it an infighting within the Wang family, but had been planned for a long time.

It's like someone who uses a certain messaging group to deceive others. Except for the victims, everyone in the group is a scammer.

Now, there were Wang family members on both sides. Wang Guochen thought that he had not exposed any flaws and could not figure out how to lose this game.

But for some reason, just now, Fu Zhi's heart suddenly palpitated.

The source of his heart palpitations was in the northeast.

Wang Guochen couldn't figure out what was going on, but he didn't dare to ignore this feeling.

People in Xuanmen firmly believe in the word "Xuan", which is mysterious and mysterious, and is the door to all mysteries.

Wang Guochen had a serious expression. He stood there and thought for a while, then quickly walked to the side. It was a military walkie-talkie specially equipped for him by Suharto.

It was originally used to contact Suharto in critical moments, but at this moment he picked up the walkie-talkie and operated it for a while, and Wang Xuan's voice came from it!

The two soldiers guarding the walkie-talkies had expressionless faces and dull eyes, as if they had not heard anything.

Wang Guochen said: "Uncle Xuan, something doesn't seem right~"

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "You also feel it? It's in the northeast."