Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

As soon as Ma Sha finished speaking, the two people who had been brought down by ghosts and ghosts were suddenly enveloped in silver light.

Ma Sha looked down at the dead one, there was no light.

So he raised his gun and shot at the two people who were downed by the ghost and ghost. At the same time, he ordered the party secretary through his headset: "You have a silver light on the person you down? Make up the gun..."

Before the words were finished, the two people wrapped in silver disappeared, leaving only the clothes on the ground.

Ma Sha looked at the dead ball again-lying on the ground well.

At this time, the party secretary reported: "My captive ran away. Although I made a shot at the last minute before running, I don't know the effect."

"Understood." Martha paused, "It looks like this is more like a teleportation superpower, rather than the enterprise's Chekov with a teleporter.

"Dead and not being teleported is not so much dead and worthless teleportation, I feel more like dead and can't be teleported."

Speaking, Masha walked to the place where the two people were left with their clothes, and picked up the thing on the ground: "This thing seems to be used to deal with superpowers."

The party secretary suddenly said: "A car is coming over on the main road in the front."

"Come up, let's make a temporary string of words, hurry up."

United States, Langley Building-Underground of the CIA headquarters.

Frey the Superpower looked at the three people lying on the ground, frowning thoughtfully.

Hoover, the director of the CIA, stepped forward to question the agent who was sent back: "What's the matter? You explain!"

"We went into radio silence before the transmission," said the only white person among the people who returned. "I don't know what happened."

Hoover frowned and was about to speak. Frey said, "These three, and the one who didn't come back, all broke into the group, right? They were ambushed."

"Ambushed?"

"Yes, these three were refilled in the back. My ability is to lock the target based on my soul. These three people only fainted at the time. I was able to lock onto them. Their clothes didn’t come back because they fainted. Otherwise, their clothes and the things they are holding will be sent back together."

Frey walked to one of them, squatted down and carefully observed the bullet holes on his body: "When being teleported, someone suddenly realized that it was teleportation, and decisively decided to replenish the gun, giving him up to three seconds to make a decision. This person is very Smart and very mobile."

Hoover frowned: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

"The Chinese side doesn't know about my existence. At least the situation reported by the mole you installed shows that they don't know. Unless the mole has been exposed."

"As far as we know, not yet." Hoover said solemnly.

"Then the conclusion is very simple. The person who directed the action on the spot judged what was going on in an instant, and made a decisive decision to refill the gun in order to keep it secret."

"Why the commander?" Hoover asked again.

"Because it’s not one person who made up the gun. These two were hit on the head very accurately. The bullet holes are probably 9MM pistol bullets. The power of the bullet that was shot in the chest is obviously different from the 9MM pistol bullet. This is Two people, two different guns. This one was shot in the chest and one shot in the shoulder. Obviously, several shots were shot in succession to ensure the success of the replacement."

Frey stood up and looked at Hoover: "My guess is that these two heads were made by the commander himself. The one who was shot twice was the one who replaced the gun after hearing the commander's instructions. You were raiding the maid shop run by the king of yellow clothes at that time?"

Frey looked at the only white man among the agents who had returned-also the leader of this group of agents.

"Yes, there are two SSS-level King of Yellow Clothes and Magical Girl in the maid shop, as well as an A-level as a gift. We were planning to use microwave resonance weapons to stun them all, and then capture them back."

"Give me the pre-mission evaluation report." Frey said to the agent standing by the teleportation room.

"It has been sent to your phone."

Frey took out his phone and quickly scanned the document: "No, it's not right."

As the director of the CIA, Hoover questioned Frey, who appeared to be less than 20 years old: "What's wrong?"

"Three high school students who just graduated from high school, a 17-year-old female garment factory worker who graduated from elementary school, and a high school student who dropped out of school. How can such a combination eliminate a team of elite agents without using superpowers? But all The intelligence shows that there are only a few of them in the maid’s shop, and Chinese agents rented a house outside to monitor and protect them."

Frey licked his tongue.

"This is not right. Assuming that all the intelligence was correct, and the operation team did not make major mistakes, it did kill all the Chinese agents who were monitoring and protecting them. Then, it is these high school students who ambush the operation team. They discovered our intention and quickly formulated a plan to quietly kill all the people who sneaked in, without any fluctuations."

Frey talked about using his mobile phone to remotely control the room’s big screen, and called up information about the previous attack on Japanese agents.

"The same was true when Japanese agents were attacked. There was no superpower fluctuation, but a group of well-trained agents were killed in this way. Now I have to boldly put forward a guess that Japanese agents are also the king of yellow clothes. Kill it. Like us, they have also found a way to block the fluctuation monitoring. The king of yellow clothes did not dormant at all, he has been acting."

Hoover frowned: "Our equipment was developed by Johnny'Iron Master.' Considering Johnny's extraordinary intelligence, I don't think..."

Frey called out the information about the King of Yellow Clothes he had collected so far.

"Amateur radio contest champion, amateur model airplane contest champion, national programming contest champion, national digital modeling contest champion, Olympic national contest champion, but because I focused on breaking through a problem, several problems were not solved, which resulted in not being able to go to training... Jesus, this is also a genius." Frey looked back at Hoover, "I think it was this man's command to fill the gun. This man's ability...can seize the ability of others? My God."

Frey's face changed suddenly.

"Xiete, immediately transfer the strongest superpower to me, you pigs, this person has the ability of a'war horse', if I were him, now I will start planning how to use a war horse to run over to grab my teleportation ability. !"

Chen Zhongwu stared at Ma Sha: "Do you expect me to believe the story of this little devil headed home?"

Ma Sha pointed to himself: "I'm just a kid.

"18 years old, a student."

Chen Zhongwu was silent, staring at Ma Sha, and suddenly he smiled: "Okay, I believe this story."

He patted Ma Sha on the shoulder, then lowered his voice and said, "011 is a very good junior. I was ready to cultivate him."

Ma Sha glanced at the female agent who was crying against the wall with tears in her eyes.

"Although they are all colleagues under the world government, there are some people, I will never let them go."

Ma Sha nodded: "Me too."

"By the way, recently--not recently, a group of Japanese agents in Guangdong have been inexplicably killed. Do you have a clue about this?"

Ma Sha looked shocked: "Is there still such a thing? We and Japan have a good relationship? The navy festival cool moon is here."

The world government belongs to the confederation system. In theory, there is no country. In fact, the powerful country still maintains the traditional name of the country and retains its own army in accordance with the "capacity" stipulated by the world charter.

The joint army is a joint armed forces composed of a part of the G15 armies.

The whole world is divided into large regions in accordance with the plan agreed upon by the five chair states. Small and weak countries no longer exist and become provinces in large regions.

Japan belongs to the North American region, and the arrival of warships to participate in the Naval Festival itself has given off an extraordinary signal.

Chen Zhongwu looked at Ma Sha, smiled, and said nothing.

The reminder is expressed with a blade. If I just say nothing, I will be banned and kicked when I see it.

Don't ask why, ask is to sacrifice to heaven.

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