The sounds made by this interfering instrument cannot help but exert mental power and mentality.

It was buzzing like a thousand mosquitoes wandering around their ears, so annoyed.

When Deacon Nan said that he had a counter-attack against the psychics, the manager of Seven Star couldn't help but look dark, his heart skipped a beat, and his hand holding the remote control was tightened three points.

But when he heard the other party talking about mental interference, he looked strange and gritted his teeth, fearing that he would not be able to help laughing.

That's it?

If it can interfere with the mental power of the psychic person, what does it matter if I am a bomb expert?

He was a little worried that the other party would take a strange move.

But now, he has to worry about how to play a normal supernatural person.

After a brief contemplation, the Seven-Star Manager glanced at the enemy coldly, with confidence and rampant voice in his calm voice: "Do you think this kind of broken iron will be effective for psychics!"

"You guys are so arrogant!"

What?!

After hearing Manager Qixing's words, Deacon Nan's face changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a oh.

"Oh, hey, I'm so dizzy!"

Chen Chu was disturbed by the low whistle in his ears, and was dizzy and turned dizzy, shaking his body, leaning against the wall at the entrance of the stairs.

He held the wall, endured the disgust from his body, and said with great difficulty: "Brother, don't you say it is invalid for the psychics?"

Seven Star Manager: "..."

Deacon Nan: "..."

"Haha, invalid?"

Deacon Nan looked at Chen Chu who was holding the wall and covering his head, and a sneer appeared on his face: "Where are you pretending to be a fool? If you have the ability, you will explode again!"

He has already determined that the manager of Seven Stars is pretending, and he is actually unable to stand it if he does not change his color on the surface.

The Seven-Star Manager was silent. He really felt nothing.

"I have nothing to do, either."

At this moment, Miaomiao suddenly spoke, and she stretched out her finger and pointed it gently on Chen Chu's temple.

"Your mental power is twisted into a spiral."

She said.

"Then why are you okay?"

Chen Chu asked with a painful expression, covering his head.

Miaomiao thought about it and replied with some uncertainty: "Maybe I have strong mental power."

That's it!

When the manager of Seven Stars heard this, his eyes lit up and his body shook. He snorted heavily and raised his hand and waved it.

"blasting!"

A corner of the hot pot restaurant exploded again, blowing up several people.

"How is that possible!?"

Seeing that the superpowers of the seven-star manager could still be used, Deacon Nan's eyes widened instantly, with an incredible expression: "How can you still use superpowers?"

The seven-star manager didn't even think about it and replied without thinking: "Maybe I have strong mental power."

Deacon Nan's face turned green, and the four mental jammers could not interfere with his mental power?

"Open the two spare units too!"

Deacon Nan yelled.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz!

"blasting!"

The manager of Seven Stars was decisive and pressed the remote control with his hand in his pocket.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The four consecutive explosions sounded, blowing up all the enemies in the four corners and the Sixth Mental Jammer.

"This time, it's OK."

The manager of Seven Star turned to ask Chen Chu.

Chen Chu shook his head, the low whispers in his ears disappeared, and the mental power twisted into a spiral returned to normal. He said gratefully to the manager of the Seven Stars: "Thank you, like an uncle who blocks the wall."

"I promised you teacher to ensure your safety."

The seven-star manager smiled at Chen Chu, and immediately changed his face as he turned his head and looked coldly at the already dull Deacon Nan: "This is the second warning, not the third time!"

"Either all the staff are iicu or all the staff surrender!"

Deacon Nan looked ugly. He stiffly glanced at his trembling subordinates beside him, and then looked at the fragmented hot pot restaurant.

When we arrived, there were thirty-seven people, seventeen people entered the store, and twenty people were ambushing outside.

And there are only five people in the store who can stand up.

These people are not enough for them to blow up a few times.

"The superpower..."

Deacon Nan was in a daze in his spirit, and he whispered: "So this is a supernatural being, it's too strong..."

"It's not that the superpower is powerful."

The seven-star manager said calmly: "I am strong."

He exploded and swelled.

On the rooftop of a tall building hundreds of meters away.

The vice president watched every move in the hot pot restaurant. When he saw the seven-star manager blowing up all the mental jammers, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Once he closed his eyes, he was so poor that he couldn't even pay the pension.

"Evolution Association, it's over."

The vice president sighed deeply, with fatigue and powerlessness contained in his sigh.

He made the wrong decision and chose the wrong opponent.

If he had known that the head of the superpower mechanism was so powerful, he would have been better than to catch superpowers all over the world.

The funding party withdrew its investment and the people were bombed. This time it was really over.

"Oh, let's go, I'll go back to my hometown to farm."

He sighed again, just as he was about to give a retreat order to the headset, a hand quietly reached over and took away the headset he was wearing on his head.

Damn! Someone is behind me!

The vice president suddenly shuddered all over his body and turned his head suddenly. When he saw the visitor clearly, his eyes couldn't help but open.

"President?!"

Behind him stood a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a flawless white coat, holding a headset in one hand and a black book in the other.

This is He Xiuwen, the youngest director since the establishment of the Linhuo Research Institute. He is a rebel of the Linhuo Research Institute, and he is also the one who travels thousands of miles to Houtu City to awaken the first extraordinary person [True Ancestor]!

"Shh."

He Xiuwen smiled and made a gesture to the vice president to silence, and the vice president closed his mouth in an instant.

Then, he picked up the headset and said softly: "Is it Associate Professor Nan? Do you have a signal shield there?"

In a hot pot restaurant.

Deacon Nan, who was already ashamed, heard the familiar voice in the earphones, and his godless eyes immediately regained their spirits, and his face was full of excitement, and his voice trembled: "Yeyouyouyou, Director... No, you finally appeared!"

He was almost crying. It was the first time he heard the director's voice since he left Linhuo Research Institute, and he was so moved.

“Open the signal shield.”

He Xiuwen said slowly.

Deacon Nan didn’t understand what the use of signal shielding is, but they are all necessary to bring such low-level instruments when traveling. The president will turn on the signal shielding, that’s right!

"Who brought the signal shield?!"

Deacon Nan shouted at the surroundings: "Open all signal shields!"

When several dripping sounds sounded, all signals in the hot pot restaurant that ranged from dozens of meters were blocked.

at the same time.

The seven-star manager's face changed drastically, and his hands holding the remote control were trembling, and his claws were suddenly numb.

"President, it's opened."

Deacon Nan had not seen the face of the Seven Star Manager, and he asked respectfully to the headset: "What's next, what's the escape route?"

"Next..."
Chapter completed!