Chapter 275 The Seventh Apostle
Seeing the new enemy approaching, the support team's rocket launcher immediately prepared again, about to fire another shot when two powerful superpowered warriors in the group also flew up, ready to pounce on the close combat.
"Don't do it!"
Qiao Lan shouted, stopping the soldiers.
She had already jumped off the road, but she jumped back in. However, she didn't let Chen Hua and the others follow her. She stood alone, just a few meters away from the crown, face to face.
Such a close distance means that a high-level awakened warrior is completely defenseless.
She looked the crown up and down, and he looked her up and down.
"It's been a long time since we last met in City C. You've become more and more outstanding." Qiao Lan spoke first.
The smoke was still thick, but Wang Guan's brown eyes were very bright in the smoke.
He raised his eyebrows at Qiao Lan, "It turns out you are quite good at talking."
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not very good at talking, but I just like to tell the truth."
The crown was amused by her.
Kabangkabang, chewing the lollipop in his mouth into pieces, squinting his eyes and said, "I have a feeling that our communication may go smoothly during this meeting."
"As long as you don't use your supernatural powers and don't hurt us, everything will be fine." Qiao Lan was very humble, smiling, and speaking in a flattering tone.
There's no way not to please.
She hadn't forgotten the battle in City C. Even with the combined strength of herself, Ye Qiwen, and the entire Jiaojiao Xiao detachment, they couldn't defeat this guy. If he hadn't retreated voluntarily and seized Aunt He's laboratory, they would have been wiped out, and there would be no way to deal with all the things that happened later.
When they met today, Qiao Lan felt that the other party's strength was even stronger than before.
She definitely can't win.
Even with two guards and a support team, we still couldn't defeat them.
If she can't win, then just give in and we can all talk it out. If she can avoid a fight and reduce our casualties by trying to please him, then that's a great deal.
Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have much killing intent and readily accepted her surrender.
"Then may I ask, what do you want to discuss with me about having tea?" Qiao Lan asked humbly.
Wang Guan didn't answer, but looked at the support team behind him, his eyes lingering on the weapons they were holding for a moment.
He said, "The latest standard weapons, as well as newly modified handheld rocket launchers, were not available before the apocalypse. Now, only the core combat team of the official high-level officials have them. You are very influential, as they were able to send a core team to rescue you so quickly."
Qiao Lan laughed apologetically: "You are very familiar with the official situation. I don't know any of this."
"Are there any other rescue teams?"
"ah?"
"Let me ask you, how many more teams have been sent to rescue you?"
"That... I'm not quite sure."
Qiao Lan was telling the truth. They were all sent by Wei Jianshe, and she didn't know how many he had sent.
"Then we'll wait and see."
With a lift of his flowered shirt, Wang Guan sat down on the ground.
Qiao Lan couldn't figure out the enemy's moves, so he winked at the support team, asking them not to act rashly.
Let's just wait and see. She sat down with Wang Guan, took out a few bags of small-packaged plum candies from her pocket, ate one herself, threw three to the other party, and asked the three of them to share them. Then she turned around and threw a few to Anhua, Chen Hua and the soldiers in the support team.
So the two sides of the battle were wary of each other, but also happily ate candy together.
After eating the candy, Qiao Lan still had some cookies in his pocket.
Everyone shared a batch of cookies, but before they were finished, the second support team arrived.
"...What's going on?"
The new soldiers were confused about the situation and didn't understand why everyone had the leisure to eat snacks when the road had been blown up.
"Is the battle over? Where are the enemies? Have they run away?" they asked.
The first member of the support team pointed at Wang Guan and the others and said, "They didn't run away. They are the ones."
The second group: “…”
What is this?
Aren't you going to fight? Why are you having a party and eating together?
"Come on, brothers, let's eat together." Qiao Lan took out some candies and biscuits from his pocket and distributed them to the people in the second group.
Everyone, don't fight, don't quarrel. Hey, if you can't win, just delay it if you can.
Soon, the third, fourth, fifth, and even more groups arrived.
There were people walking, driving, riding combat motorcycles, and two helicopters rumbling overhead, ready to drop bombs at any time.
About a hundred or eighty people gathered together, forming several layers of encirclement inside and outside, distributed far or near according to tactical formations. This was what was visible.
In secret, there are still awakened warriors from various departments who have not shown up, lurking in all kinds of incredible corners, ready to take action at any time.
Qiao Lan estimated through his perception that there were at least a hundred people in secret, and they were all super masters, including some at level three or four.
Mr. Wei has made such a big fuss!
While she was grateful for the old man's support, she was also more puzzled.
With this support force, even if Wang Guan had the ability of sound waves and eyesight, he would still be skinned alive if a fight really broke out today, and he might not be able to escape unscathed. However, he just sat on the ground calmly, and remained unmoved even when many guns and cannons were pointing at him.
"Well, uh, it seems that the people who are going to rescue me are almost here, what do you think?" Qiao Lan asked Wang Guan tentatively.
Wang Guan swallowed the last bite of the biscuit, rubbed his face, stretched and stood up.
He smiled at Qiao Lan and said, "Okay, it seems that you have a lot of face in the official circles. They are all core combat personnel in the capital, and they mobilized a large force to rescue you. Not bad."
Qiao Lan rubbed his hands. "That's not quite right. It's not just to save me, it's probably to deal with you. You're officially registered, and your danger level is said to be extremely high. The higher-ups probably don't dare send ordinary soldiers to deal with you. They're all elites."
She wasn't lying. When Wang Guan used sonic attacks to destroy Aunt He's laboratory, Ye Qi had already reported this person.
Wang Guan smiled slightly when he heard this. "That's certainly better. Then, contact the higher-ups and find someone who can make the decision. Let's have tea together."
"Huh?" Qiao Lan looked surprised. "Not only are you treating me to tea, but you're also treating others?"
Wang Guan looked at her meaningfully and said, "I was originally planning to invite only you, but since you've made such a big show, I've changed my mind."
Qiao Lan couldn't understand his look, so she followed up with a follow-up question: "So, how high-ranking executive do you want to have tea with?"
“How high can you connect?”
"Uh, it should be the highest level."
Wang Guan smiled: "Five major leaders level? Very good."
Hey, he's also very familiar with the official organizational structure.
Qiao Lan rubbed his hands again and said with embarrassment: "I can contact him, but the problem is that the old leader may not be willing to see you... Even if you kill me as a hostage, I'm afraid it won't work."
Let the leader meet such an extremely dangerous person? Risking his life? Even if Wei Jianshe was willing to come, the authorities would not agree.
Wang Guan said, "The chief will agree to meet."
He spread out his palms.
In the palm of his hand, a golden hexagram badge gleamed in the sunlight.
Qiao Lan's pupils suddenly shrank.
This badge has a gold base and gold edges, and the central pattern engraved on it is a sharp red sword entangled by a ferocious green poisonous snake.
Red sword and green snake, the logo of Saint Yes Company!
Qiao Lan had seen this kind of symbol in both of her past and present lives, but she had never seen it in the form of a badge.
This thing looks very exquisite and noble. Who in Saint Yes is qualified to own it?
"It seems you know him." Wang Guan understood when he saw Qiao Lan's expression.
His brown eyes darkened a bit as he instructed her, "Contact now and tell the leader you know, the Seventh Apostle of the Saint Yesh Presbyterian Church, that he wants to see you regarding something important."
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