"Well, there's no problem. That preacher won't show up anymore. Next time he shows up, we will definitely catch him and bring him to justice."
"Um!"
In the control room, everyone is waiting with great anticipation. The rocket is ready and waiting for the final countdown to start.
Ning Fan frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in his hand, and the Immortal Sword fell on the neck of a staff member.
Everyone was terrified and didn't know what Ning Fan was doing.
"Xiaofan, what's wrong?" Mr. Fu was also puzzled.
"You have an aura about you. It stands to reason that there are no warriors among the staff of the aerospace department."
Hearing this, the leader of the aerospace department waved his hand, and dozens of soldiers pointed their guns at the staff member. As the leader here, he knew very well whether there were warriors or not.
The man looked innocent and said, "I... am really just a staff member here. This must be some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstand!"
Ning Fan sneered and slapped the other person's chest with his palm.
Sure enough, after the opponent's pupils quickly contracted, he quickly took out a palm and retreated quickly.
Mr. Fu angrily shouted: "Who are you?"
"Hahaha, humble Daxia people, if it weren't for this person, how could you doubt me." The man revealed a trace of resentment.
"Are you from Japan?"
Counting on the surrounding area of Daxia Kingdom, the only people in the Japanese Kingdom are very ambitious. They are thinking about re-entering this ancient land all the time, and they can't think of anyone else except them.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
The man took out three smoke bombs and detonated them. He used his escape skills to quickly leave before others could shoot.
"Chase, don't let him run away!"
"He can't run away." Ning Fan walked out.
A few minutes later, the man had fled one kilometer outside the base. He exhaled: "Fortunately, he is good at earth escape, otherwise it would be really difficult to escape."
"Really?"
A cold voice came, and the man looked back, only to see Ning Fan standing in the air with his hands behind his back, looking down.
The man's pupils were solemn, and he used the Earth Escape Technique again and left without saying a word.
When he came out again, Ning Fan was already standing on top of his head, scaring him so much that he ran away again.
But the result is still the same. In front of Ning Fan's powerful thoughts, the feng shui changes for several kilometers are under control, let alone a living person who can escape from the earth.
After escaping for dozens of times, when the man wanted to use it again, the energy in his body was not enough, and he stared at Ning Fan with an ugly expression.
"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, please tell me. I am Yamamoto Jiro, a direct descendant of the Japanese Yamamoto family. My grandfather is a powerful Holy Lord."
"Are you threatening me?" Ning Fan's eyes were blazing.
Yamamoto Jiro said: "Although there is a strong Holy Lord in the Imperial City, he must not want to offend another Holy Lord."
"That's their business. It's my business to kill you. Tell me, what is your purpose of lurking here? Tell me, and I will leave you a whole body." Ning Fan's voice was cold.
"Humph, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty, and I'll let you die here." Yamamoto Jiro's face turned grim.