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Chapter two hundred and forty-ninth: If I am the Qing Emperor in his year, the reward will bloom with the peach blossoms.(1/2)

The propeller stirred the sky and made a loud noise. Under this loud noise, Hao Chan, who was driving the helicopter, looked back at the far away with some restraint.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Qiyuan looked at him.

"I thought you might be anyone, but I didn't expect you to be the leader of the guard team."

Hao Chan's face was a little embarrassed, and he felt a sense of confusion when he didn't expect that my undercover boss was actually me instructing my undercover boss.

"It's OK,"

Wei Qiyuan smiled, then stood up and stood at the helicopter door, raising his hand, a dark red fire snake flew out, wrapping around a huge javelin that broke through the air.

He lowered his head and at the top of the building below the helicopter side, a burly man was looking at him angrily, with javelins projected out.

These javelins are extremely fast and have a momentum of breaking through the air, but when they are about to hit the helicopter, they are all stopped by the dark red fire snake.

Wei Qiyuan held these javelins in his hand and placed them aside. The burly and strong man below seemed to have thrown all the javelins, looking at the helicopters getting farther and farther away in anger, holding a giant axe in his hand, jumping and chasing among the buildings.

After the threat from the burly and strong man was temporarily eliminated, Wei Qiyuan looked at the red sword light that had already gone from far to near, and sighed slightly. He turned his head to look at Hao Shen,

"You may have to use your talent later, so don't be afraid of causing losses to the organization."

"ah?"

Before Hao Chan could react, a figure had already appeared at the helicopter door.

I saw the figure stepping on the sword, covered in flames, holding a huge blade in his hand, and a white robe sounding in the strong wind. Hao Chan naturally recognized the figure. He looked at Wei Qiyuan's back, then at Mo Yu who was coming from the sword, and shrank into the corner.

"Wei Qiyuan, tell me the reason for you to do this."

Mo Yu's eyes were cold and he looked straight at Weiqiyuan.

"Brother Yan, if there is such a person,"

Wei Qiyuan reached out to build a figure with flames in the sky. He pointed at the back of the figure.

"This person has a tumor in his brain. This person knows that the spread of the tumor will cause him to die, but the decision-making brain is unable to bear to cut off the tumor because it is the same as it. So the tumor continues to absorb nutrients from the body. Many normal brains are also tempted by the tumor and turn into greedy and innocence-like tumors like it.

The tumor continued to spread, so the person's brain began to be filled with tumors. Although the person's body still looked healthy and normal, many cells and neurons in his body knew that if the person allowed the tumor to continue to spread, it would be a path to death.

They tried to change this situation. At the beginning, they had hope for the brain. They hoped to enter the brain and promote the brain to make the decision to cut tumors. However, some of them were assimilated by tumors and turned into tumors. Some of them were suppressed by tumors and could not enter the brain.

But for many years, because the body is still healthy, they still have fantasies about their brains. After all, pushing the brain to cut off tumors is the most harmless way to the body. But one day, they suddenly discovered something terrifying,"

Wei Qiyuan looked at Mo Yu,

"The brain has actually disappeared."

As this sentence was finished, Wei Qiyuan did not wait for Mo Yu to respond, but continued,

"Brother Yan, do you know when the last time the Chairman of the Foundation responded to the prayer?

It was twenty years ago.

Do you know when the last time the East Asian Council made a decision in person?

It was ten years ago.

Brother Yan, the decision to grant your honorary director is the last decision made by the foundation center. After that, the entire foundation center fell into complete silence and no longer responded to any requests.

However, these news were sealed down by the secretariats of various regions, and it still creates the foundation's center that continues to operate outside."

He paused and said slowly,

"The creators of the foundation have disappeared at some point."

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, digesting the huge amount of information behind Wei Qiyuan's words, and then he looked at Wei Qiyuan,

"When did you know?"

"Three months ago, I broke through to the demigod with the power of arrogance, gained some insignificant abilities, and obtained the authority to read the foundation's top secret information."

Wei Qiyuan paused for a moment and smiled, "So my original path was not working, and I had to choose a new path - to extract some nutrients from this body to build another new body."

Hao Chan, who was driving the helicopter, quietly put on his headphones and tried his best not to spread the content of the two chats into his ears.

"You're gambling."

Mo Yu said slowly,

The success of Wei Qiyuan's plan was just due to his background in Chang'an for more than ten years and the sudden arrival of the seven deadly sins.

Without more than ten years of operation, the top leaders of the foundation would not believe that he handed over the Silent House to him, and then transferred Lin Zhenshou, who had originally guarded the Silent House of Chang'an, and he had no chance to rob the seal of the Silent House of Silent House.

Without the sudden arrival of the Seven Deadly Sins, he would not have the chance to let the powerful people in Chang'an be delayed by the powerful people who were worried about their safety, unable to support him, and would not have the excuse to support Kailin Zhenshou.

Although Wei Qiyuan has a precise grasp of the psychology of the powerful Chang'an, it is better to say that he is a gamble that has overwhelmed his reputation for more than ten years and his life and death rather than a careful design this time.

Moreover, Mo Yu knew that he was probably also gambled about the problem of solving the seven deadly sins, betting that Mo Yu could safely solve the seven deadly sins and the black hand behind him. If Mo Yu had not arrived in Chang'an, he would not have been able to solve the seven deadly sins, and he would probably not bet this time.

"I won the bet."

Wei Qiyuan smiled.

"It's too early to talk about winning or losing," Mo Yu held the huge Mo Dao in his hand, "but your strength can't resist the foundation at all."

The reason why Dawn has been able to exist safely in the foundation for so many years is that it is nothing but an absolute threat to the foundation. Even if Wei Qiyuan breaks through to the demigod, even if he emptied Chang'an's seal.

But the East Asia Foundation alone has dozens of quiet houses and legendary guards suppressing dozens of quiet houses. Faced with such a behemoth, Wei Qiyuan and his dawn had no chance of victory at all.

"You'll die."

Mo Yu said in a deep voice.

"Brother Yan," Wei Qiyuan took out the white mask.

"Justice will not be upheld by itself. Some things always need to be done by someone.

Even if there is only one-tenth of hope, and even one-tenth of hope, as long as I shout and let the tumors know that humble cells and neurons will fight hard. As long as they feel a little bit of fear, there may not be no chance of improving this body."

He put on the mask, "Besides, you don't know if my shout can awaken one or two people who are also sleeping. If it can be awakened, there is no hope of cutting off the tumor."

He was filled with flames.

"I don't have to live. If I die and someone is still walking my way, then I don't have to live. If I die, but no one is walking my way anymore, then I don't have to live."

The dark red flame wrapped around the man and turned into a ray of smoke and dust in an instant.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment,

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I'm afraid that few people can kill this flame incarnation ability.

Mo Yu put the [Card Player's Field] in his hand into the helicopter,

For the first time, he felt his time travel so violently, and felt the difference between this world and the original world. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person born in a peaceful and prosperous era. In his memory, he also grew up under the protection of his parents and even his sisters, growing in the peaceful Baicheng that Mr. Qin and Lin He tried their best to maintain.

So for a long time, even after obtaining the system, he has always looked at this world full of weirdness and terror from the perspective of a peaceful and prosperous era - although there are various crises, the world is still peaceful in general.

However, Wei Qiyuan and Chang'an's experience during this period told him that this world is not full of Baicheng everywhere, and this world is far more unfair than his original world. Even the foundation that should theoretically maintain axioms and justice have begun to fall.

He looked at Hao Chan, who raised his hands in an instant.

"Then...what, Director Yan, I...I surrender...I'll do all my tricks...I'll drive the plane back now...I confess to be lenient..."

Mo Yu glanced at him, then glanced at the boxes that were not many on the helicopter.

"Is this all the seals?"

"About one tenth, the others have been taken away in batches."

Hao Chan whispered.

Mo Yu didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the helicopter, stepped onto the Ganjiang sword,

"You contact Yu Mengsi. Now the foundation should have locked all directions. You don't have to think about running secretly. Let Yu Mengsi say, I guarantee you, if anyone is in trouble for you, let them come to me."

Then the boy turned into a red light and disappeared into the sky.

Hao Chan breathed a long sigh.

——

Wanhe Bio, the headquarters of the East Asia Foundation.

It was late at night, and some civilian staff members were walking out the door with briefcases. Just as they passed through the access control, several guards surrounded them.

"Hello, we get off work normally."

The leading staff handed over a cigarette.

"There is an order on it," the guard waved his hand, "I said that there may be some confidential information, so we will check it out and cooperate with us so we can handle it."

As he said that, he wanted to arrange for someone to search.

A red flame flashed by, and several guards fainted on the ground at the same time.

Wei Qiyuan, wearing a white mask, appeared in front of everyone.

"gentlemen."

Several staff members breathed a sigh of relief and nodded politely to Wei Qiyuan.
To be continued...
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