Chapter 43 White Pigeon, Terrible



Cheng Ying, who had not yet fully woken up from his sleep,

felt as if cold water had been poured down his head and shivered as he

woke up instantly.

The doctor saw that he had woken up and took off the medical shield to check the physical condition of the data source.

"Nothing is wrong. It's just too much pressure."

Cheng Ying was puzzled. He was not like this before he fell asleep to recuperate. The doctor could never say that he suspected it was related to the little devil next to him.

"Uncle Cheng Ying, are you feeling better?"

Lin Fan was looking around. When he heard this uncle, he was terrified.

He and the black crow-like barn bird looked at each other. They were not fake. My God, the little devil actually called this man uncle?

They also looked up. The young and somewhat arrogant man looked nothing like the little devil.

Cheng Ying knew that the people who came in later had misunderstood the relationship between him and the little devil, so he did not explain. "Well, it's much better."

At least, he was refreshed. Seeing this angel-faced little devil, he no longer had the strong desire to get rid of him.

"That's good, let's do the mission together." The boy nodded and said happily. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was an extraordinarily close atmosphere between him and Cheng Ying.

When Cheng Ying heard the little devil say this, his head was a circle bigger.

The information on his wrist kept being sent to him. It was the accumulation of the past few days.

He hadn't had time to read it yet. However, from his own consciousness, he had been asleep for a long time. This was the result of deep and long sleep. It can be imagined that

this time he slept for more than a day. By this time, the capture of the barn bird operation,

yes, "barn bird operation it..."

Before he could finish, the doctor shook his head, "The operation has been completed. For all major forces, it can be regarded as a failure."

"Isn't that right? Is it because the barn bird is too powerful?" Cheng Ying asked with a frown.

"Of course not, because the barn bird has now become the mount of our young master. This is the famous barn bird."

"Our Master Xiaonian is really amazing. If he doesn't make a move, it's fine. But once he does, it's amazing! The whole world is overwhelmed by the grace and elegance of Master Xiaonian!"

Lin Fan answered the question promptly and tactfully, ignoring some meaningless nonsense in his words.

Cheng Ying's incredible eyes fell on the black crow that had been ignored since it came in.

With its somewhat bald appearance, he couldn't help but doubt, "This... is the barn bird?!"

The doubt in his mouth was very obvious, "Hey, I'm not a barn bird, have you seen other barn birds?"

"I am the one and only barn bird in the world, Master..."

The word "Master" was abruptly turned at the end, and the barn bird suddenly became a little arrogant,

"Master Xiaonian's only mount!"

A complex meaning flashed across Cheng Ying's eyes. Now that he had calmed down and filtered his thoughts again, he finally realized that they were not joking.

The little devil, he really defeated the bird and made it surrender willingly! !

Is this ability still considered human?

Thinking of the previous calculations, it seemed that they were all shattered in the face of absolute strength.

The opponent might not even take these into consideration, because strength is the basis of everything. They made a wrong move.

But at the moment, "Okay, I'll go with you later, you go and choose a mission first."

"The doctor and I have something to talk about." Cheng Ying sighed and agreed to the boy's mission invitation,

"Well, take good care of yourself." Li Yue felt that he was still very humane, but when he saw that the other party was full of energy after waking up,

without the previous decadent feeling, could it be that the training in the association was particularly effective.

Lin Fan and the others followed the little devil out. Lin Fan was wondering if it was a wrong choice to cling to the little devil. Following the little devil was

much more dangerous and busy than being in Intelligence C.

Cang Niao was thinking that his famous Cang Niao weirdness was the only SSS-level weirdness left in the world. He succumbed to a human,

a child at that. He swore that one day he would wash away this shame!

Before the two of them could continue to imagine their future punches and kicks in their minds...

the little devil suddenly turned around, scaring the man and the bird.

All the little thoughts that had not yet burst out

were taken back neatly and swiftly, like a mimosa being touched.

Elder Chen frowned when he saw the remaining emotions on their faces. He looked at the man and the bird. The two people beside Master Xiaonian were not honest and decent.

"Where is the beautiful one?"

"We need to contact the predictors of the association." Lin Fan received the message from the doctor and said immediately.

"I'll take Master Xiaonian there now." He

gritted his teeth in his heart. Damn, seeing that it was contacted with the predictors of the association, Lin Fan immediately had a very bad premonition.

Predictors like Bai Lu are rare and easy to talk to. It is even considered a good thing that there are normal people among them. Because of dealing with the unknown for many years,

they have acquired the predictive ability brought by this superpower, and at the same time, they will also bear the mental pollution that is equal to the superpower strength.

Mental pollution is a serious term. Generally speaking, the personality will tend to be overly sensitive, extreme, and weird. Anyway,

after going there once, Lin Fan, who was regarded as a stupid superpower, felt speechless when he thought of the scene that day. It was also from that day that Lin Fan really stayed away from any predictors as soon as possible. Anyway, he just didn't want to contact them.

Now he has to meet these difficult predictors, and there are still a lot of them. Thinking about it makes his scalp numb.

There was a hint of resistance unconsciously on his body, but the bird didn't feel it at all.

To him, he didn't care about anyone here, or in the whole inner world, except for the little devil.

"President, Master Xiaonian is going to take on a strange mission." President Yu did not look up. Others have been accompanying the little devil these days. Hearing this,

he said, "Let him go."

Their Predictors Association has actually become a toy in the hands of the little devil. Now it is not a matter of whether they can control it or not, or whether the interests will lure the little devil.

Moreover, thinking of the white pigeon on the child's shoulder,

the white pigeon that came late at night, with naked coldness in its red eyes, as if it had suddenly come to an extremely cold place from the eternal city with spring all year round.

The whole room was plunged into a ruthless murderous intent brought by the cold.

"Sir, I can provide all kinds of services for Lord Xiaonian. To walk in the human society, Lord Xiaonian also needs such an identity cover. Although this is not necessary for Lord Xiaonian, after a game, someone has to provide entertainment, and we, the Predictors Association, are willing to atone for it." President Yu tried his best

to remain calm. In fact, in the extreme cold,

supernatural powers seemed to have disappeared. All humans could only rely on their own bodies to fight against primitive nature. The consequence, of course, was that everything human was crushed.

The white pigeon did not speak. Unlike the dead decoration standing on the boy's shoulder during the day, at this moment, President Yu could clearly feel that

the white pigeon in the middle of the night had an extra breath in its body, an extremely terrifying, distorted breath,

so much so that the original size of the white pigeon could not be maintained, but it seemed to be concerned about something and quickly returned to its original state.

When President Yu raised his eyes accidentally and saw this scene, he felt an absurd chill spreading from his heart to his body, making him stiffen a lot.

"Provide fun?"

The white pigeon spoke, like the murmur of a person in the mist. In an instant, President Yu's face turned pale. This was the unconscious rejection

of the white pigeon .

He controlled his body tightly and used his supernatural power to barely maintain a trace of clarity in his mind.

"Yes, Xiaonian is active and lively. We, the Predictor Association, will do our best to provide all toys, including playmates, so that Xiaonian can have fun."

Speaking of this, President Yu had never said such words before, just like...

After seeing the satisfaction expressed by Bai Que, the twisted spiritual power gradually disappeared, and President Yu realized that he had said the point.

After everything returned to normal, President Yu staggered and held the mahogany table. Who could this little devil be?

"Looking for his parents."

The three words came down like lightning, and almost instantly, President Yu had a guess in his mind, but it was too absurd, so that the unreality was extremely obvious.

If the inner world is regarded as the other party's playground,

then everything is obvious. President Yu even thought of the previous forces that sent their children out to train, and they probably had the same mentality.

President Yu was not surprised by the report from the visitor.

As long as he took good care of the little demon, everything would be fine.

After all, the things beyond the inner world were too ethereal. It was better to focus on the present.

There were still many strange things in this world.

"What about the Predictors?" the visitor inquired the president carefully. The Predictors Association is divided into two parts, the external and internal parts.

The external members with special powers are mainly responsible for the actions, while the internal parts are all Predictors.

"Them?"

The signature pen in President Yu's hand never stopped. After the Cangniao operation, the Fifteenth Metallurgical Plant that their Predictors Association needed to negotiate with became cumbersome.

"Don't worry about it. If there is a conflict," the

old man who has always been at the helm of the Predictors Association had an unfathomable deep meaning on his face and a meaningful tone.

"Follow Lord Xiaonian."

"Yes, President." The visitor's eyelids jumped, and he immediately understood the meaning of the old man's words.

After reporting the incident, the secret message was also sent to each superpower member. As for the predictor, the reporting member considered the words and edited the good news, and then completed his mission.


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