Li's Heavy Industries, 101st floor, orthodox emergency conference room
The entire silver-white metal wall is the only main theme of this conference room. The reinforced concrete sandwich is filled with fireproof materials. Even the latest U.S. Peacekeeper (MX) land-based intercontinental ballistic missile cannot penetrate here.
The total space of the conference room is about 40 square meters, which can barely accommodate a large brown wood round table and twelve carved seats. In addition, there is only a projector above the head, which shines on the white curtain in front.
Reveal images.
The head of the Li family, with black robes and white hair, sat at the head of Zhengdong with a solemn expression. The other ten seats were occupied by the elders of the orthodox family who were still active and the three most outstanding young people of the branch family. On this occasion, they
Everyone's expressions were uniformly serious, except for the owner of the vacant seat.
The outermost Freda special-function transparent glass door tightly surrounds them, like a Russian matryoshka doll, with an even smaller box inside a small box. This is used to prevent electromagnetic signals and eavesdropping devices.
Even the United States' "Prism Project" cannot monitor this place.
At this time, Li Yongyuan's body was pressed against the narrow aisle between the glass door and the metal wall, and he kept tapping the black iPhone in his hand.
In the new friend notification list of QQ contacts, there is a new person among the 99+ red dots.
"Lu Mingfei?"
Li Longyuan had some impression of this boy. He could notice the loneliness hidden in the boy's eyes that was incompatible with the world. If it weren't for his ordinary behavior in daily life, he would even think that this was the embodiment of blood sorrow.
reflect.
After a short period of thinking, he still chose to agree.
At this time, the message chat window shook, and a person with the ID name Murasame sent him a message.
Li Longyuan stretched out his hand and clicked it, and an avatar of a viaduct on a rainy night came into view first. There was only a simple sentence on the chat interface, "Are you free tomorrow? Come with me out for a while."
If the person who posted this sentence was a girl, then her purpose would undoubtedly be obvious. But unfortunately, the person who posted this sentence was Chu Zihang, the cold-faced murderer.
Speaking of which, I seem to be a murderer, oh, no, I always have an elegant smile when I hold the sword, and insist on providing the best death experience to customers who receive orders.
Li Longyuan remembered that Chu Zihang was going to the Regent Hotel this Sunday for an interview at Kassel College.
"The school organized a research activity for all teachers and students on Sunday, and I have promised others to participate. By the way, Senior Brother Chu, won't you participate in this activity? I heard that some people are already inquiring about it." Li Longyuan replied to the official question
I still don’t forget to gossip a bit.
It was true that Liu Miaomiao had been sending him messages through the temporary conversation function of the group chat, asking him indirectly whether Chu Zihang would participate in this research activity. He definitely did not ask to satisfy his personal curiosity, huh.
"I'm not going, I need to make some preparations for the interview. Have a good time!" The cold Senior Brother Chu refused simply.
Li Yongyuan curled his lips and asked what preparations he had for the interview at Cassel College. If you are not a mixed race, even if you can memorize a thousand decimal places of pi within an hour and recite it backwards and forwards in a live performance, people will only smile.
I will reject you and recommend you to try your luck with the column team of "The Most Powerful Brain".
But if your dragon bloodline is good enough, even if you are just a good-for-nothing husky who only knows how to lick people, the interviewer will laugh and praise you for being the noble wolf king hidden among the dogs. This extraordinary temperament is simply amazing.
People forget customs at first sight.
Lu Mingfei was walking home carrying soy sauce when he suddenly sneezed and felt offended.
After finishing all the things on the social software, Li Longyuan just put away his mobile phone, pushed open the glass door and walked in, sitting between Li Chengqian and Li Tu.
"Okay, everyone is here now."
The old man Zhengshou clapped his hands to signal the opening of the meeting. Everyone's backs were slightly straightened, especially Si Yao and Zhou Chen, who were participating in such a meeting for the first time, and looked extremely solemn.
"Long Yuan, please introduce the situation." The old man reached out and patted the handsome boy beside him on the shoulder.
Li Longyuan stood up, walked quickly to the white projection screen, and faced everyone and began to tell the story of the emergency mission.
"According to the investigation results of the bad guys organization, foreign mixed-race terrorist organizations have recently smuggled into this coastal city and started selling 'evolution drugs' to ordinary mixed-race people. We need to cut off this hidden cancer as soon as possible." Li Yongyuan.
Holding a white PPT remote-controlled page-turning pen, I cut to a frame of a dark beach. This is where they smuggled.
"Who has a problem with this operation?" Li Longyuan looked at the people sitting around the table in the conference hall, focusing especially on the three young people from the branch family.
"Two questions, how many are there? What are the effects of evolutionary drugs?" Si Yao, who had just been discharged from the hospital, lived up to Li Longyuan's expectations and immediately raised his hand to ask the question that he was most concerned about and the most valuable.
"The small boat they used to land was limited to six people. As for the evolution drug, it is a forbidden drug that can instantly strengthen the blood of the mixed dragon race. If used too often, it will degenerate into a deadpool (Rakshasa). It first appeared in Japan
The fierce ghosts are in the hands of everyone."
"Then where are they now?" Zhao Xi stood upright and stretched out his white and tender hands, looking very much like a student who was seriously asking the teacher questions in class.
The idea in her little mind was very simple, to directly find the location of the terrorist organization, and then bury them all in a black sun.
"Your speech spirit is not allowed to be used in the future, at least not until you can learn to control it." Li Longyuan saw through her inner thoughts at a glance, frowning slightly and speaking sternly.
If Chu Zihang's Junyan is only as powerful as a high-explosive C4, then Yan Ling Black Sun is definitely no less powerful than a small nuclear bomb, and even stronger in some aspects. Not all places are suppressed by precepts.
Zhao Xi suddenly pursed her red lips, and her white porcelain doll-like face showed a look of grievance, like a child who had not grown up, and rarely refuted.
The old man looked at this scene with a half-smile. From the moment he saw the black sun, he knew what bad things the Zhao family had done behind his back.
But so what? When the war hidden in history begins again, even if the real emperor takes action, it is nothing more than a mantis trying to act as a chariot. The shadow of human beings is not allowed to appear in the mythical epic, which should be a battle between gods.
of war.
Zhou Chen, who was next to Zhao Xi, was completely stunned. He had never seen anyone speak to this master in such a commanding tone without being beaten. Master Li is really good at this. He was completely convinced this time.
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"Their hideout should be in the suburbs. There are many cameras in the city. If they appear frequently, they will be captured by the prime minister's huge data stream." Seeing that everyone was silent, Li Longyuan continued to speak.
"I speculate that someone in the smuggling team has an exploration spirit such as the 'Bloodline Jieluo', which can help them quickly find the hybrid species hidden in the crowd." Li Longyuan crossed his hands on his chest, almost with an affirmative expression.
The tone says this.
Word Spirit·Bloodline Jie Luo, Word Spirit Periodic Table Sequence No. 02, the effect is that the releaser improves his sensitivity to bloodline perception, and searches for people with dragon blood in a huge space.
When the spirit is released, the first thing that is awakened is its own bloodline, which uses its own bloodline to try to resonate with the surrounding dragons and hybrids, thereby locating them.
The releaser can have mysterious visions and see red threads connecting himself and other individuals bleeding with dragon blood, even if the other party is far away from the vision or is blocked.
"So we can't act in a hurry, we must make sure everything is safe before taking action." Si Yao pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and instantly followed Li Longyuan's train of thought.
"Si Yao, Zhao Xi, and Zhou Chen, each of you will lead a team of bad guys to the suburbs for control in the three directions of southeast, southeast and west. I will go to the north to investigate. If any abnormality is found, I will contact you directly through the radio." Li Longyuan even directly passed the owner of the house and gave the order himself, and
Li Chengqian just watched with a smile without saying a word.
As the great man said, the world is ours and yours, but in the final analysis it belongs to you young people. They old guys only need to be responsible for the aftermath.
"yes!"
Si Yao and the three men immediately stood up and respectfully responded to the order. Since they have recognized Li Longyuan's status as the orthodox True Lord, they must carry out the True Lord's orders to the letter.
"Okay, this meeting is here first. All the detailed information about the organization collected by Zhengtong these days will be sent to everyone's mailboxes later. Let's go down and prepare. I look forward to hearing good news from you as soon as possible." Li Chengqian
He also stood up, pressed his hands on the edge of the table, and loudly announced the end of the meeting.
Every orthodox action requires careful planning beforehand, just like the countless gears in a sophisticated Patek Philippe watch that work together to ensure that the hands rotate accurately every second.
In addition to the bad guy organizations that come forward to perform tasks, orthodoxy also requires the cooperation of various behind-the-scenes departments such as the equipment department, information department, planning department, and support department.
"You stay first." The old man pressed Li Longyuan's shoulder as he turned to leave, his tone was like an empty-nest old man who was eager to talk to his grandson.
"Why did you choose to go north?" When everyone opened the metal elevator door and walked out, the old man looked at Li Longyuan with deep eyes.
"I just happened to catch up with the school's research activities." Li Longyuan calmly met the old man's lion-like gaze and shrugged, as if he didn't take the task to heart at all.
"Oh, then I wish you a good time!" Li Chengqian suddenly laughed, wrinkles crowded his face, the invisible majesty dissipated, and there was a bit of kindness unique to the old man.
Under the orthodox territory, these organizations are just rats hiding in dark holes. If you can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?
Li Chengqian is very supportive of his approach. Everyone will encounter big or small troubles in their lives, but if you look at it from another angle, it is nothing more than that. How can you let such scum ruin your good mood?
"Grandpa, have you found out the secret of Zhao Xi's life experience?" Li Longyuan suddenly asked such a question.
The only hybrids that are immune to the spirit of speech and the throne can only be the blood descendants of the white emperor.
"Zhao Xi will always be a member of the Zhao family and an orthodox person." The old man stretched out his skinny hand and patted his shoulder and walked out, giving him a definite answer, but without giving any substantive information.