At first, it was the Guo brothers and He Xiao who were shouting, but later many villagers joined in the call to summon Pei Nansheng.

After calling out for a long time without receiving a response, Guo Qi went from being pleasantly surprised to feeling disheartened.

Such unpredictable methods could only come from superhumans, and among the superhumans they knew, the only ones willing to help them were Pei Nansheng and his sister.

Guo Qi smiled wryly. Superhumans are different from them after all. They must have long been tired of being with them.

The villagers, unaware of this, treated them like ordinary neighbors, resorting to moral blackmail when their goals weren't achieved.

You have to understand that no one owes anyone anything. There is no "should" or "shouldn't," only "willing" or "unwilling."

The tsunami gave Pei Nansheng and his sister an excuse to leave.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand into a megaphone shape and shouted towards the sea, "Brother Pei Nansheng, thank you, Brother Pei Nansheng, thank you."

Chen Hao, Di Fei, and He Xiao were stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Following Guo Qi's example, they all shouted towards the sea, "Brother Pei Nansheng, thank you... thank you... thank you..."

More and more villagers joined, and the sounds of gratitude echoed endlessly.

Zuo Ling, who was preparing a grand feast, glanced outside the space and said to Pei Nansheng:

"Guo Qi and the others thank you."

"Really?" Pei Nansheng said nonchalantly. "Should the fish be braised or sweet and sour?"

Sweet and sour.

Zuo Ling glanced outside the space again. They acted according to their conscience; whether the other party was grateful or hateful, it didn't matter.

The Scorpion's top brass were raising their glasses, waiting to celebrate the triumphant return of their fighter jets.

The news brought back by their subordinates sent a chill down everyone's spines.

"What did you say? Chinatown is still perfectly fine?"

"What do you mean by a missile exploding in mid-air? And what about the fighter jet?"

"The fighter jet split in two? What does that mean? Was the jet not inspected? Was it a defective product?"

"..."

The higher-ups were all talking at once, their tone and expressions suggesting they were about to devour someone.

The subordinate was sweating profusely from the questioning and could only repeat what he had seen countless times.

"Did you even see clearly? How did the fighter jet crack without any external force?"

"Such a big nose, just disappeared? You might as well say you encountered a ghost."

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his brow and thought to himself, "I might really have encountered a ghost."

This same situation played out in the Chinese village, except that only Ning Qiang was asking questions.

The subordinates swore oaths:

"Second Young Master, I really only heard a loud bang, the missile exploded in the air, and then the fighter jet inexplicably split in two, the tail crashed into the sea, and the nose... the nose disappeared."

"Think carefully again, make sure you haven't missed anything or that something is wrong. Don't miss a single detail, and repeat it from beginning to end."

Subordinate: "..."

He's said it more than a dozen times.

"Stop, stop, stop! You said the sky seemed to shake, and then the nose of the plane disappeared?"

The subordinate seriously doubted his own eyesight; he was genuinely unsure, he just felt a blur before his eyes and the nose of the plane disappeared.

Thinking back carefully, "Yes, it shook, and then the nose of the plane disappeared."

Ning Qiang fell into deep thought. The missile exploded and the plane broke apart; there should have been at least two sounds.

"Are you sure the nose of the plane didn't fall into the sea?"

The subordinate nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes."

"Find it, search the vicinity, we must find the nose of the aircraft."

The Scorpion leadership issued the same order.

The two groups searched for over a month, extending hundreds of miles around the accident site, but still couldn't find the missing aircraft.

It's bizarre, so bizarre. What kind of superpower could remove such a large nose cone?

Ning Qiang is a man of action; if he can't figure something out, he'll ask.

He went straight to Chinatown. "Where are they?"

He was arrogant and disdainful of everyone, as proud as ever.

Guo Qi was speechless. We are not human. Although we are dissatisfied, we have no choice but to answer. Who told us that we can't afford to offend them?

"We also really want to know where they are." This was Guo Qi's true feeling.

Ning Qiang walked to the edge of the cliff and looked out at the boundless sea. He had a strong intuition that Pei Nansheng and his sister must be nearby!

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to save the people of Chinatown so coincidentally.

He has now completely given up on the idea of ​​going against Pei Nansheng and his sister. With their methods, he would definitely not gain any advantage.

He just wanted to figure out how they did it.

Scorpion Headquarters.

Forty or fifty high-ranking members of the Poisonous Scorpion Clan gathered together, yet not a sound was heard.

Abu looked over and asked, "Why is everyone so quiet?"

Everyone: "..."

No matter what, for a small Chinatown, three planes and three pilots were lost. No amount of wealth can withstand such a loss.

Their enemies aren't just Chinatown; many competitors are waiting to see them fail.

With things going at a loss, if this continues, we'll destroy ourselves without anyone even having to come knocking on our door.

Rubbing his temples, Abu said in a hoarse voice, "There's nothing more to say, let's call it a day."

More than two months passed, but the scorpion did not come seeking revenge.

Zuo Ling pondered that if the scorpion didn't come in another month, then it probably wouldn't come at all, and they should find a suitable place to settle down.

Xiao Hao was very reluctant to leave. "Sister, are we really not going back?"

He saw Li Tian, ​​who was still alive. He was very happy; Li Tian was his first playmate.

"You can't bear to part with them?"

Xiao Hao is conflicted. He likes the warmth of everyday life and enjoys playing with his friends.

Although he saw them as little kids, he still enjoyed being with them.

Being with them makes me feel alive again.

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