Chapter 70 Beating You is Easy

In the early morning, in the north where there is no nightlife, there are finally fewer vehicles.

Zhang Shuhuai waited for the traffic light ahead to change from red to green, then to yellow, and finally back to red, but he still did not move.

"What's wrong?" Yan Ning opened his eyes, tilted his head and said, "The traffic light doesn't have the color you like?"

"I think Pavel's expression is not right..." Zhang Shuhuai paused, as if he was thinking about something, and finally turned his head to ask the person involved, "Although this question is a bit stupid and a bit disrespectful to you, but tell me the truth, do you like him?"

Obtaining intelligence is just a show, and even the tasker himself may feel a certain resistance and discomfort. These are all sacrifices, and cannot be brushed aside with a little "idol drama" plot. The so-called romance is nothing more than a special anesthetic given by front-line workers to the mission target with ulterior motives. Once it loses its effect, what will most likely result is sacrifice.

As for romance, it is nothing more than a dancer dancing on the edge of a knife. If he takes a wrong step, he will be tortured to death.

What Pavel felt and what Yan Ning felt were two extremes.

At that time, Yan Ning was not thinking about romance, but was replaying the mission process in his mind over and over again, trying to figure out how to act carefully, minimize casualties, maximize confidentiality, maximize opportunities, and minimize risks.

Love? Bullshit!
Is it possible that someone would fall in love with the client who might get mad at you during work or even take your job because of a small mistake? It's too insulting, isn't it? Yan Ning is not the type to get too deeply into a role. If she was so easily into a role, she would have fallen in love with every person she met, so how could it be Pavel's turn?

She has a harem and is trying to save the world with her love brain!
What these people are interested in is not Yan Ning himself, but the deliberately created "personality".

Those who are not agents, but have suitable personalities.

"I like it," Yan Ning yawned, not feeling much, "Who doesn't like a second-class individual merit?"

That's why I don't like it.

I have the mentality of a pure worker and have no feelings or interest in sealed projects.

Zhang Shuhuai nodded: "Then be careful and report any problems directly to the organization."

Although all parties are now in a cooperative relationship and they had interacted with each other in the past due to missions, he even joked that Yan Ning used his relationship to obtain intelligence, but he would not really let his friend make such a sacrifice.

For normal cooperation and exchanges among countries, there is no need for the Director of the 19th Bureau to serve as a stepping stone.

Yan Ning closed his eyes and sneered, "I won't do it even if you ask me to."

She straightened up, fished out the painting from the back seat, turned on the roof light and took a look.

The scenery is constantly changing, and the grass sways as the wind blows.

"Is this painting the supernatural power of that American?"

"Probably." Yan Ning touched the bird that fell into the painting again, and the lazy bird with its head down woke up and flew away, just like before. "This is indeed a bit strange, but I don't know if there is a time limit... I will go and ask the expert group later, drive faster, but don't speed. If this license plate number is photographed as a traffic violation, it will be approved again..."

……

"This painting can circle out the scenery within a certain range. According to your description, Director Yan, it should have the function of observation, surveillance, and influencing the scenery in the painting. It is indeed good for surprise attacks, but the disadvantage is that it must be drawn in advance."

The expert who was still working overtime in the laboratory in the middle of the night took the oil painting from Yan Ning's hand and looked at it carefully.

"But we are not sure whether one will be affected as long as they are in the painting, or whether there are any specific conditions. If there are no specific conditions... then the situation may be a little tricky in the future."

If entering a painting can influence someone, then what if we paint people into it...

"If we can draw the planetary debris in, maybe we can destroy it in a more labor-saving way."

Yan Ning looked at the expert. She was not interested in humans killing each other. She only wanted to maximize the power of cooperation.

Ordinary people in all countries are easily misled by information asymmetry, but ordinary people are also the most simple and sincere. We cannot say that they are a mob just because they stand on the wrong side at certain times, and we cannot say that they are harboring ulterior motives and plotting harm.

This is a natural disaster on a global scale, which has gone beyond the interests of a single country. The final outcome will be determined by whether the world is controlled by a leadership ideology that disregards life and only considers interests, or by a spirit that respects life and seeks coexistence and development among mankind.

No matter how many dirty fights there are, they must be put aside. The core spirit of the Xihe Plan is -

"Humanity is the primary subject. People around the world are connected and the world is fighting against disasters together to overcome difficulties."

The expert nodded and said with a smile, "I think so too. We will learn more about it after the exchange meeting tomorrow. If it is really as we think, it will be a powerful and effective help in intercepting planetary debris.

"Our fire powers are mostly focused on post-disaster infrastructure and disaster relief, rather than interception. After the implementation of the Nantianmen Project, our space-based weapons technology has improved, but it is still a bit difficult to deal with this high-speed unknown meteorite source."

If they could really be intercepted completely, there would be no reborn people.

With this in mind, the only way to "intercept" this is to rely on some supernatural powers. …

The next day.

"Director, you have dark circles under your eyes. You can have two more eyes."

"I can't help it. I just took a nap at around 4 in the morning."

Yan Ning waved his hand, Bai Jiu stopped talking, and the two of them went together to the training ground dedicated to exchanges.

"So your director is an ordinary person without any special powers. Wow, there are so many people in China, can't you pick one who can be the director?"

"It's none of your business! Even if you have superpowers, you still can't become the director?!"

Arguments were heard from the front.

Yan Ning glanced over and saw that Li Xiaomi was arguing with a white man.

"Sam Lee, teleportation ability, very fast." Baijiu introduced him first when he saw him, "The information of various countries has been made public within the alliance this morning."

Yan Ning nodded, took a few steps forward and asked, "How about trying it yourself?"

Li Xiaomi: "Director!"

Sam Lee turned around upon hearing this, and seeing Yan Ning raising his eyebrows provocatively again, he said exaggeratedly: "Hey! Honey, I can't bear it, I will beat you until you cry."

Li Xiaomi was annoyed: "You——"

"Come on," Yan Ning motioned Li Xiaomi to return to the 19th inning team, raised his chin slightly and smiled, speaking in English, "I won't beat you so hard that you have to go home to your mother, poor little thing."

Sam Lee's expression changed. Hearing the laughter around him, he said angrily:
"Then you better be careful, don't start crying after I humiliate you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over like lightning.

"Damn it, this is a lack of martial ethics!" someone in the 19th inning cursed.

Yan Ning slightly bent his right leg to accumulate strength, showing no sign of weakness and not retreating, allowing the opponent to approach at a faster speed.

Unfortunately, the opponent's speed had not yet been fully demonstrated. As he approached Yan Ning, he was kicked on the outside of the neck. This was a powerful blow directly using inertia.

The effect is more than doubled!
The other person felt pain and his vision went dark.

Yan Ning stretched out his hand and grabbed the other person's wrist, twisted it backwards and pushed him to the ground.

There was a burst of exclamation around.

"Look, I don't have any special powers," Yan Ning patted the other person's face and said with a smile, "It's easy to beat you up."

There was silence again, and then the fire from the 19th inning suddenly jumped up and cheered excitedly:
"The director is awesome!"

"The director is the best in the world! He has no rivals in the world!"

"You little brats! I told you not to provoke me again! Turns out you're just average!"

The more you praise it, the more powerful it becomes.

Yan Ning raised his hand and the noisy crowd quieted down.

She stood up, extended her hand to the person lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "I am just communicating in a friendly manner. I mean no harm. You are also very powerful."

The person who was beaten was stunned for a moment, his expression changing, and finally he muttered something a little embarrassedly, then smiled and held Yan Ning's hand.

"Hey! You're awesome," he scratched his head, feeling a little ashamed, "I just said the wrong thing. I apologize to you. Even if you don't have super powers, you're still a very good fighter."

He said, giving a thumbs up.

Yan Ning smiled and said, "Most people with superpowers prefer to protect the whole, but they also need aggressive companions. Now that we've heated up the atmosphere, let's stop talking nonsense and start introducing ourselves directly."

(End of this chapter)

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