Chapter 690

Monitoring Leonid?

When ye Lianna heard this sentence, her pupils were stunned, showing a trace of tension and uneasiness.

Because she knows that if she agrees to this condition, it means that she will become a double-sided spy, and the danger is self-evident.

Perhaps in many literary and film works, double-sided espionage is a cool and exciting career, but in fact, few double-sided espionage are voluntary. Most of them are caught and have to sell intelligence to their opponents.

As the information sold becomes more and more important, they will eventually embark on a road of no return without exception.

Most importantly, Yelena knows Leonid's character. Once the other party knows that she is a double-sided spy, it is difficult to ensure that she will not make some crazy actions, such as making an accident and killing people.

But for the same reason, at present, the financial, technical and equipment support of the whole intelligence agency is provided by the mysterious young man in front of us. Therefore, to some extent, even taking this task is not a betrayal, but an internal struggle for power and profit.

After hesitating for several minutes, she finally made up her mind and replied seriously: "no problem! I think I can be competent for the new work."

"Very good! I like smart people, but I don't like smart people. I hope you won't let me down..."

With the last word blurted out!

Zhang Cheng suddenly raised his right hand without warning and gently clicked on each other's forehead.

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Ye Lianna felt that her consciousness began to fly out of her body and floated in mid air in a situation that could not be described in words.

"This... This is..." she waved her arm with some panic, trying to return to her body.

But all this struggle is futile. No matter what action she makes or how far she flies, she will eventually return to the original place, as if she was fixed in place by some mysterious force.

"Relax! I don't think you know how special you are! The soul is the most essential thing of a person. It is the collection of consciousness and the terminal carrying memory and emotion. Usually, the soul is unlikely to exist in an independent situation. But there are always a group of special individuals with unique talents in the world who are born with strong souls."

As Zhang Cheng spoke, he inserted his fingers into the core of each other's soul and felt the foreign consciousness trying to invade.

"Strong soul?" Yelena obviously didn't quite understand what she had just said.

"Yes! Haven't you noticed anything wrong with yourself these days?" Zhang Cheng hinted meaningfully.

Ye Lianna frowned and thought for a moment, and her face suddenly became ugly: "Damn it! I've lost my ability to think and have some strange hallucinations from time to time recently! What's going on?"

Zhang Cheng held his hand in disapproval: "nothing! Remember that interesting statue? The owner behind it is slowly invading your soul. But don't worry, I don't think the other party is necessarily malicious. Maybe she just wants to borrow you to talk to me face-to-face..."

"No! Don't! Drive it out of my soul!"

Although Ye Lianna didn't know what soul invasion meant, she instinctively had a strong sense of crisis and shouted like crazy.

"Sorry! It's not easy to clear the soul invasion. Besides, I really want to hear the story of an Indian priestess thousands of years ago."

After all, Zhang Chenggen ignored the struggling Ye Lianna, injected powerful magic energy into it, and let another consciousness in his soul devour it wantonly. In just a few seconds, he began to develop and expand, and constantly squeezed the control of the original owner.

Finally, the soul stopped all actions and floated foolishly in mid air, emitting charming silver light.

Suddenly!

These silver lights turned into all over the sky and burst!

Followed by rapid contraction, forming a female image of half man and half snake!

The ancient priestess first inspected the decoration of the luxury room of the hotel, and then smiled and exclaimed in an ancient Indian language: "incredible! Unexpectedly, in the more than 1000 years of my imprisonment, has mankind developed to this extent?"

"Sorry, although I don't like to interrupt others, I can't help but remind you that the Inca empire that once lived in this land has perished and was wiped out by colonists from Europe, and only a few have survived." Zhang Cheng raised his mouth and explained in a slightly ironic tone of ancient Indian language.

"What? The Inca Empire is dead!" a cold light flashed in the priestess's eyes.

"Yes! Not only the Inca Empire! Aztec and Maya have perished! Now the mixed race Indians living in this land have long forgotten the ancient traditions and gods they once worshipped. I'm curious how you have kept your strength from declining over the years? Are there some large tribes in the rainforest believing in you?" Zhang Cheng calmly raised his first question.

Faith is a very strange thing. It can even make people do extremely irrational things at the most fanatical stage.

In particular, the Indian civilization, which is famous for its bloody sacrifice, has had many cruel and bloody large-scale sacrifice carnivals in history, up to 20000 living people at most.

It is said that some prisoners heard that they were sacrificing gods and were willing to go to the altar and dig out their hearts with Obsidian daggers.

But interestingly, this fanatical belief usually has a peak. After crossing the peak, humans will quickly calm down and start to think about whether it is worth it.

The more we enter the secularized modern society, the more difficult it is for fanatical religious beliefs to last. Even if we are deceived by tempting words for a while, we can recover our reason in a short time.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to retain a group of almost ignorant believers for a long time in the current civilized environment.

"Everyone has their own secrets, and I'm no exception. Besides, don't you want to introduce yourself before we talk about business?" the priestess obviously noticed the statue placed on the table, and her eyes showed extremely complex feelings.

"My name is Zhang Cheng, you can call me Zhang." Zhang Cheng gently picked up the statue and secretly observed the other party's reaction.

The priestess deliberately pretended not to care and introduced herself: "my name is tasima! Sacrifice to the God of Python! Nice to meet you, powerful man."

"The God of Python? Why have I never heard of this name. And, dear tasima, tell me what happened to you?" Zhang Cheng sat down on the sofa and looked ready to listen.