(I always think that although mentally ill people have poor brains, their IQ should be the same as ordinary people, but...)

(No, no, no, maybe we are all wrong. In fact, he is not a mentally ill person. Maybe he is just a simple low IQ...)

(233, I really want to know what this person named Liquette is thinking at the moment...)

Are you tmd teasing me?

This was Liquette's thought at this moment. He glared at Zhu Jue while stroking his neck that was strangled by Dong Zion.—{2}{3}{w}{x}]

However, although he didn't seem to have any supernatural abilities, he was also an extremely outstanding special forces soldier. After leaving Dongzion's imprisonment, he didn't care about pointing at Zhujue with the Shuanghei sword. He directly grabbed the carbine in his hand, turned around and stood up, then quickly changed the magazine, and shot at Dongzion without saying a word.

Dong Zion, who seemed a little stunned because of Zhu Jue's previous performance, almost didn't react, but he was not an ordinary person after all. He stomped on the ground the moment the warhead was about to touch him. The concrete poured road immediately cracked a circle of mesh cracks around him as the center. At the same time, several concrete blocks nearly one-person size were shaken away, blocking the bullets at him.

Then when Dongzion wanted to seize this opportunity to jump backwards and open the distance before launching an offensive, he suddenly found that there were purple barriers in the six directions up, down, left, left, front and back at the same time. These six walls of pain formed a tight cube to completely seal Dongzion himself.

Although Dongzion had enough confidence in his strength, the dark magic emitted in these walls of pain still made him instinctively feel that he still did not touch the subtleties, but he was now deeply trapped in it and had nowhere to avoid it.

Dongzion, who was extremely quick to react, responded quickly. He maintained his posture and tried not to touch the wall of pain. Then he waved his arms under him at the same time. Two blades formed a cross shape and broke through the wall of pain at the bottom. Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, Dongzion leaned over and drilled out of the blockade formed by the wall of pain and landed on the ground.

As he landed, the Foxhounds team, who had removed their position and found the right shooting position, continued to fire at East Zion.

"Annoying guys..." Dong Zion is quite strong. But his main abilities are all in his hands. By observing the other party's eyes and muzzle position in advance, he can directly grab the bullets shot at him with his hands. However, even though his body is far beyond ordinary people, if he is hit by a sufficient number of bullets, although he cannot take his life, he will be injured.

Thinking of this, Dong Zion bombarded the ground at the moment when he landed, and leaped directly over the position of the Foxhound Team with the reaction force. Then he killed them all here.

However, just as Dong Zion's feet touched the ground, it seemed as if he had stepped on a landmine. A series of violent explosions occurred under him. The continuous explosions were like a twenty-four-component rocket launcher sweeping across the street within dozens of meters beside him. The dust caused by the explosion even obscured the entire street in the dust.

"God..." Although the two policemen who arrived earlier were quite far from the conflict between the two sides and were not involved, the two of them seemed to be local wars, which made them both open their mouths and stand there. After a moment, one of them said, "This situation is not something that ordinary police can deal with... We need to call swat for support... No. Call the National Guard!"

"The air-turning body is 720 degrees plus the ground-falling explosion effect..." Amid the slowly dissipating smoke and dust, Zhu Jue stood in the center and patted his hand gently. "The difficulty coefficient is 7.5, I will give this Black Uncle 10."

After setting up the six walls of pain to block the direction of Dongzion's journey, Zhu Jue placed more than twenty delayed destruction series under the cube built by the wall of pain. After experiencing two mission worlds, Zhu Jue became more and more comfortable in using these black magics. Although it could not be used as a trump card. However, in general, the efficiency is much more convenient than the sacrifice ability of five labors and seven injuries to kill enemies, one thousand and one thousand and eight hundred.

"Cough cough..." After the smoke had almost dissipated so much that it could barely see the scene in front of him, Zhu Jue Sam and the others in the Foxhound Squad also saw Dong Zion half kneeling on a concrete ground that seemed to have been crushed by a pile driver, pressing his already bloody legs, and constantly coughing because of inhaling a lot of dust.

"Bastard..." Dongzion was seriously injured at this time, and he looked several times more miserable than his previous embarrassing appearance. But he was very dissatisfied. If he hadn't been snatching each other's fake "Golden Stone" with the damn Japanese devils of Danling Kasanro, he would have received secret injuries. At the same time, when he was planning to take the initiative to attack the San Diego Group headquarters, he met those cult madmen who had already captured the group headquarters. The two setbacks made Dongzion's strength almost fall less than 50% of the usual ones, otherwise he would not have been injured again after facing this annoying Chinese and other ordinary guards.

"Kill him!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liquette directly pulled the grenade launcher mounted under the carbine in his hand, intending to use a grenade to directly knock this unexpected element that suddenly appeared to hell.

"Wait..." Just as Liquette raised the carbine in his hand and aimed at Dongzion, Zhu Jue pressed the sword of Frost and Thrilling in his hand against his neck again, "I haven't spoken yet, why are you doing so anxious..." As he finished speaking, Zhu Jue shot out several walls of pain again to imprison Dongzion in it.

"Mr. Wish, what do you mean!" Liquette felt the chill from the long sword in front of his neck with a faint blue light. "This guy killed one of my team members. I have to make him pay his life. Do you want to cover up on him?"

"I said you are not very smart..." Zhu Jue did not take back the Shuanghe Sword, but instead showed a malicious smile at Liquette, "What does it have to do with me when he killed you? I don't care. And this guy was knocked down completely by my wit, so why should I cover him up? Instead, you and your people were not of use at all... Well, or do you want to kill someone to silence me?"

"What do you mean?" Although Zhu Jue's Shuanghe sword pointed at her neck and did not dare to continue to move, Liquette was not timid because of this. Instead, she glared back at Zhu Jue and retorted.

"Although I don't have a good memory, at least I still remember whether you were hostile to me just now? Why now it seems to be in the same camp as me." Zhu Jue raised his right hand without a sword, and there was a handcuff that had been almost cut off on his right wrist. "If Sam hadn't sacrificed himself to save me, I might have been jammed by you in that helicopter."

(No, no, no, no, no, it was you who almost killed that person named Sam...)

(A disaster like this cannot be killed even if it is thrown into a volcano. If a helicopter falls, it will die. No matter how you think about it, it will be impossible.)

Zhu Jue had not responded to these inexplicable complaints, but Liquette spoke first.

"I didn't know in advance that you have such strength." A bad gaze flashed in Liquette's eyes first, but then calmed down. He waved his hand to signal the fox hunting dog team behind him who aimed at Zhu Jue again. "And your identity is still unclear. I just have some doubts about you for the benefit of the group."

After hearing Liquette's words, Zhu Jue did not take back his Frost Hee Sword. Instead, he continued to use the smile that made people feel uncomfortable when they saw it, saying: "For the interests of the group? Why do I feel that you want to destroy the interests of the group..."

After hearing Zhu Jue's words, Liquette took a step towards Zhu Jue, allowing the Frost Hee Sword in Zhu Jue to cut a wound several centimeters long on his neck. Fortunately, Zhu Jue retracted some force when he saw this. Otherwise, Liquette's entire throat might have been cut by the extremely sharp Frost Hee Sword.

"No matter who you are, I will never allow you to question my loyalty to the group..." Liquette stared at Zhu Jue and said word by word.

"Hmph, it seems that you still underestimate my IQ." Zhu Jue turned his head slightly, looked up and down Liquêde with a firm face and said, "Although I am usually too lazy to waste time thinking about problems, Chu Yuan, who was known as the strongest IQ in our Second Hospital, was 10 points lower than me at the beginning. I felt something was wrong.

First of all, when you first found us, it seemed that twelve inner guards died in the motel. But there was no sign of the sudden appearance of such a strange character who could control the human-headed dog... And how did that motel, as a secret gathering point, leaked to those guys?

After getting on the plane, your attitude towards me was not like your boss, Mr. William. During the call with Luo Xiaobei, although you knew me after the end and thought that I might have something to do with the person who attacked your headquarters, you obviously calmly did not express any expression during the call and did not react until after the end.

Then you sent me to Earl William's mansion regardless of the previous orders, and instead rushed to the group headquarters that seemed to have been captured... Not to mention that those people have the strength to occupy the group headquarters. You big cats and kittens have no other possibility except seeking death. No matter how you think about it, you have only one reason to go to Earl William's mansion, that is, you don't want me to meet Mr. William... Don't tell me why you can't contact Mr. Earl is the reason why you refuse to perform your mission.

...If you think about it this way, it seems that there is only a more reasonable explanation - Captain Liquette, you... are actually in the same group as Luo Xiaobei, right?"

(Shocked! This guy seems to make sense, this script is wrong...)

(The analysis was organized and the argument was sufficient, and the IQ was indeed as high as 250 points)

(6666666…)

(I suddenly changed the character setting so scared that I quickly ate the package of spicy strips first)

...

"Thank you for your support, thank you..." Zhu Jue showed a complacent expression in response to this series of inexplicable complaints, "It's time to get a wave of points to support me..."

(Mysterious audience a gives to candidates - Zhu Jue 100 points)

(Mysterious Audience B gives to candidates - Zhu Jue 20 points)

(Mysterious audience c gives candidates - Zhu Jue 50 points)

...

In an instant, Zhu Jue inexplicably got six or seven hundred points to account.

"You...you..." Liquette seemed to be extremely angry by Zhu Jue's words, "You are framed without evidence..."

"Why do I need evidence?" Zhu Jue shrugged, and then the polluted halo on his body instantly expanded into a radius of nearly ten meters. The evil magic instantly invaded the bodies of Liquette and other members of the Foxhound Squad, depriving them of all their physical strength. These ordinary people who had no magic resistance had lost all their ability to resist one after another, and were so soft that they were on the ground.

Then Zhu Jue removed the wall of pain that imprisoned Dong Zion, took out a roll of bandages and threw them to him, and said, "Please clean up, and then take me to find the place where Luo Xiaobei is. I can spare your life." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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