Chapter 711

Several other people whispered a few words with the people in the middle, and soon reached a consensus. In the empty theater, the old man spoke again.

"So, Leo, would you like to share our gifts? Can you have such a vision? To avoid a terrible future? "

Leo gradually calmed down. He spread out his hands. "But who knows about the future?"

"With great science."

"With silent mathematics."

"With silent truth."

"With the art of hiding."

"With mysterious magic."

One of the five people on the stage answered a sentence, which seemed to be interlinked. However, the final summary was still made by the Central Committee: "every question has an answer, every equation must have a solution, and this is the world."

Leo sighed slowly. He looked at his translucent hands. There were stars in his body moving in the dark sky.

"What can I do then?"

The man in the center looked him in the eye and said in a very serious tone, "the world needs you to come forward at a critical moment, Leonid."

"..."

seeing him, he still didn't quite understand. The old man in red added: "we promote human beings, we protect human beings, we are security officers, we are protectors, we are... Holy Shield!"

Leonid turned to look at the Howard pair in the audience, and the moustache nodded and extended his thumb.

He thought for a moment and looked up at the platform again: "OK, I can join you. If I can stand up for the sake of the world, what should I call you? Should we call you master according to the ancient custom? "

The head of the old man laughed, not that kind of happy laugh, but still very kind.

"I'm Isaac Newton. Some people used to call me sir or master, but you don't have to. You can call me brother. We are the St. shield brotherhood."

Everyone stood up and applauded, and a young newcomer was welcomed. Everyone had a smile on his face.

Leo waved a little embarrassed, which was to say hello to everyone. The heroes who protect the earth are so great that he is very honored to be with them.

meanwhile, at the other end of the earth, Su Ming is making preparations.

He is no longer in New York, but first transmitted to camara Taj, and then flew to the imperial capital. Through the friendship of that year, he soon met the people he wanted to see.

"This morning, I said why there are magpies barking. Just now I heard an old friend visiting. It turned out to be Mr. Wilson. I missed him very much when I saw him. Today, I still look like he is, ha ha..."

a man in a suit welcomed Su Ming into the office with a smile on his face.

The office is located underground, and its interior light is snow-white, squeezing the dark shadows of the two people together in front of the door.

The furniture and furnishings are all old styles that Su Ming only saw in war movies, such as cloth sofa with white shawl, old-fashioned turntable telephone, and white hollow porcelain tea cups on the table.

He really likes these old things, but magpie still forget it. Where are the Magpies from the underground three defense works?

"Please."

"Please."

Su Ming, dressed in a luxurious suit, walks into the office with a smile, sits on the sofa and cocks his legs.

"The same is true of Mr. Zheng. He is still very handsome and has the same spirit as before."

"Ha ha, where, how can you compare with your handsome and healthy body?" Squint eyes also sat down, did not sit at the desk, but sat by Su Ming's side: "come on, tea."

"Oh, nothing. You are a big leader now, and that is the rising period of grand plans." Su Ming politely took out his cigar and handed it to Zheng Xian.

"Hey, what big leader, just a director of the office, is not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, ha ha." With a smile on his face, Zheng Xian took the cigar and drew a dagger directly from his suit to cut it: "I don't know where Mr. Wilson is getting rich now?"

"Well, I just took over the Taj a few days ago. Now I'm the Supreme Master. I'm really ashamed." Su Ming shook his head in shame, as if he had no face to see others.

Zheng Xian, who was lighting his cigar, choked. What the hell?

How do you feel that if you haven't collected the intelligence of the magic world for a few days, the magic world has changed?

When the little devil wanted to land, Mr. Wilson provided money and food, which could be regarded as an international friend.

When he met for the first time, Zheng Xian felt that he was facing a sea of corpses and blood when facing the death knell, and he could not see through at all, so he declined Su Ming's request to stay and kill the devils together.

Facts have proved that the devils did not have the ability to land at all. They all went to the South Ocean to harm the American colony. But today, once considered a super soldier, he has become the master of witches?The world is crazy.

Zheng Xian couldn't figure out the intention of the other party. He thought that the other party was going to do some business in the Chinese dynasty by going through the back door with the passion of that year.

And now, is it on behalf of camara Taj? The problem is not on the same level.

"Good tea."

In order to delay time to think, he called out to the life Secretary outside.

"Oh, don't be too good. Just drink the leaves of the mother tree of Dahongpao in Wuyishan." Su Ming added with a smile and politely helped Zheng Xian light a cigarette.

Zheng Xian coughed more severely, as if his lung was about to fall out. He also drank freely. Didn't he drink it to the top?

Even if he is the top leader of the relevant departments, he can't drink that.

"Sit down for a moment. I'll go out and find the tea for you."

Zheng Xian's eyes are a slit. He can't see what he is thinking. Moreover, he has a deep mind and is always smiling.

Su Ming probably guessed that he didn't go out to look for tea. After all, it was something that his men could do.

This old boy should have gone out to call Kunlun. Now, the phone line of Kara Taj can't be pulled up. It's difficult to construct the snow mountain. It will take some years.

However, Kunlun has a large number of people and great influence. The martial arts contact with ordinary society more frequently, so it is easy to get in touch with them.

After a while, Zheng Xian came back. I really don't know where he borrowed tea and let his hands go to brew.

"Really? I'm here today. Thank you, director Zheng. "

"Don't say that. Everyone is a family. Although she does not associate with the Chinese government, our friendship with the magic world has a long history."

Zheng Xian seems to have confirmed Su Ming's identity. At this time, he actually promoted chatting to the diplomatic level?

There is no wizard in the secret forces of the Chinese dynasty. This is not for no reason. The main reason is that Zheng Xian's rules are too big.

Everyone knows that the cause of the future Avenger alliance civil war is the civil war between the registered and anti registered factions.

In China, registration was the only way to go. Since Zheng Xian of the Ming Dynasty took over the holy gun from Zhang Heng, everyone had to register.

Not only the real name, age, sex, height, weight, blood type and hair color, but also the place of origin and address, information about eight generations of grandparents' relatives, their own learning experience, the role of super ability, and their own weaknesses and shortcomings.

All of these should be registered and kept in the database so that Zheng xianneng can check them at any time. Even if he wants to change his code number, he has to write a written application first.

Who can stand it?

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