Dark Super God

"Are you Chinese?"

When the Asian girl heard what Gu Xing said, she was stunned at first, and then said in surprise: "I'm Chinese too! Sorry, it's my fault. I'm not familiar with Kennewick. When I got off the bus, I was surrounded by white people. Or black people, there are too few Asian faces, they will follow you when they see you, and they will want to ask for directions.”

When people are in a different place, they will inevitably move closer to familiar people or things.

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This girl's reason seems very reasonable.

But after hearing this, Gu Xing said calmly: "You're lying. You didn't get off the nearby bus at all. You were here after the bus I took entered the station, and you started following me after I got off the bus. , tell me which side you are from."

Since Gu Xing went to Jincheng, he has developed the habit of immediately memorizing the topography of a place and constructing it into a blueprint in his mind.

Incidentally, during this construction process, people around you will also remember it.

As Gu Xing said, this Asian girl was always at the station, blending in with the crowd. It wasn't until Gu Xing got off the train that she pretended to be a passenger and followed him.

He simply came directly to the other party and asked which party the other party belonged to and what his purpose was.

Of course, Gu Xing had already made some assumptions in his mind.

When walking over, Gu Xing was also observing the information emanating from the other person's body, and was convinced that the other person was just an ordinary person. However, judging from the posture and walking habits of his hands and feet, as well as the calluses and scars on his hands, he was among ordinary people. He should have good skills.

Gu Xing guessed that the other party was most likely from the CIA.

really!

After Gu Xing revealed the other party's flaw, the expression of the Asian girl pretending to be a tourist gradually changed from surprise to surprise, and finally to appreciation: "Awesome! It is said that the white devil is not only powerful, but also has wisdom far beyond ordinary people. It’s true!”

After saying that, the Asian girl stretched out her hand to Gu Xing gracefully and said with a smile: "Hello, I am CIA agent Wei Sha. You can also call me Chen Qing."

"I'm not interested in knowing your name. Why are you looking for me?"

Gu Xing asked directly with an indifferent expression.

"Erica fled during the mission, I will take her place."

Chen Qing smiled and said: "There are many people here, how about we find a place to sit down and talk slowly?"

"There's nothing to talk about between us."

Gu Xing looked at Chen Qing calmly and said: "The matter of mediating between the local judicial department and strange forces in Washington was previously the responsibility of Erica. Although she left, I also gave you five days. After the CIA knows that I Under the circumstances, these five days are completely enough for you to mediate, so don’t tell me that you haven’t mediated with the local judicial department and strange forces.”

"this……"

Chen Qing listened to Gu Xing's words and said with a troubled face: "The judicial department has already mediated, but as for the strange forces... I think you don't know yet? Crew joined the local strange force 'Earth' in Seattle. Five days ago, Dodd publicized this matter. Nicholas, the boss of 'Earth', summoned almost all his friends to Seattle to prepare to deal with you. According to our statistics, there are at least ten A+ level powerful strange people waiting in Seattle. However, your power also makes Nicholas very jealous, so he entrusted us with the CIA to negotiate with you first. "

"More than ten A+ level singularities?"

Hearing Chen Qing's words, Gu Xing raised his eyebrows.

The classification of strange things here in the United States, Class A is the domestic black level strange.

The divisions in the United States are different from those in China. In China, the division is mainly based on the degree of danger of ideas, followed by strength. The United States, on the other hand, takes strength as the main consideration for division.

The A+ level can be seen from the plus sign at the end. It should be slightly stronger than the A level, but not yet the S level. It is also the top singularity among the black levels, and is infinitely close to the blood level.

Such a lineup is indeed amazing!

If Gu Xing wasn't as strong as he is now in terms of consciousness, maybe he would really think about it.

But now Gu Xing is not afraid of this!

"Yes, at least ten A+ level powerful strange ones!"

Chen Qing saw that Gu Xing seemed to care about this, so he repeated it, and then persuaded him with sincerity: "Actually, you and Nicholas have no grudges. There is no need to start a war."

"Indeed, I have no grudge against him."

Gu Xing nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Chen Qing thought there was a turn for the better, and continued happily: "Yes! Nicholas asked me to bring you a message. As long as you give up this revenge, he will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

"Oh? A satisfactory answer?"

The expression on Gu Xing's face suddenly turned pale and he said, "The answer that satisfies me is that he hands over Kelu! You go back and tell him, other than that, there is nothing to talk about!"

After that, Gu Xing passed by Chen Qing and left.

Chen Qing stood there in a daze.

I originally thought that things would turn around, but who knew that the white devil suddenly stopped talking.

She quickly turned around and trotted to catch up with Gu Xing. Then as she walked quickly, she asked, "Mr. Gu Xing, is there really no room for redemption?"

"No."

Gu Xing replied.

Hearing this, Chen Qing sighed, then took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Okay then. In this case, I will now officially notify you on behalf of the US official: If you want to start a war, please stay away from Seattle. If you start a war in a place where people live, the United States will not guarantee whether it will carry out attacks and interferences including but not limited to missiles, biological, biochemical and other weapons when you are fighting, and you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After saying that, Chen Qing stopped and stopped following.

When Gu Xing heard this, his figure stagnated slightly, but soon returned to normal and continued walking towards the station ticket office.

Looking at Gu Xing's leaving figure, Chen Qing let out a breath, took out a headset from his arms and put it on. As he left the station, he said into the headset: "Report, the White Devil's side failed to negotiate!"

…

"Did it fail?"

In a sealed office, Nicholas sat on an office chair with his back to the desk, looking at the large screen displayed on the cracked bookshelf on the wall behind.

This large screen is divided into a total of eighteen smaller screens.

There is a person on each screen, either in a metal-filled laboratory, in an ancient castle, in a sacred and solemn church, on a private yacht, on a private jet, on a private island, etc. , each on one side, and the background is day and night.

"Brothers, I'm sorry to trouble you this time!"

Nicholas looked at the big screen and sighed: "There is news from the CIA that the White Devil does not agree to the peace talks and insists on coming to trouble me. I can only accept the challenge. Sorry for bothering you brothers!"

"Why are you so polite? We are brothers and we should help each other! Only in this way can we live up to the teachings given to us by the Holy Father!"

On one of the screens, a middle-aged man in a straight suit and sunglasses who looked like a Mexican gang boss said.

"Nicholas, I should help you. After all, your 'Earth' is also part of the 'Holy Father''s plan."

On another screen, a brown-skinned woman said expressionlessly: "However, I hope you will not do such stupid things again in the future. If the plan of the 'Holy Father' is exposed because of your stupidity, you will be immortal." sinner!"

"Nicholas, I already passed the information to you when the White Devil was still in China. Why are you still provoking him?"

"Nicholas, you did this really stupidly!"

"Nicholas, please be more careful next time."

…

On eighteen screens, people of different skin colors and from different countries were criticizing Nicholas.

Nicholas sat in his chair and allowed the criticism without saying a word.

When everyone on the eighteen screens had learned a lesson, Nicholas said with a neither humble nor condescending attitude: "Yes, what you taught me is right. What happened this time was that I recruited Crewe into the earth without finding out clearly. From now on, I will never make such a stupid mistake again!”

"Okay, that's almost it. Let's go to the 'Holy Tree' together to pass on power to Nicholas."

The person who appeared in Shikuai was an old man with yellow skin and bald head said in a vicissitudes of voice.

After hearing this, the other seventeen screens and Nicholas in front of the office adjusted their expressions and recited a thick syllable in unison piously.

Then, the big screen suddenly turned off.

Nicholas turned around and faced the desk. The bookshelf behind him slowly closed, covering the large screen.

After meeting the people on the big screen, Nicholas had a look of relief on his face.

"With the light of the 'Holy Father', what does the white devil mean?"

Nicholas slowly stood up and walked out of the office, then passed through the metal gates and took the elevator straight for about ten minutes. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

"Wow, wow, wow~"

As the elevator door opened, a bedroom appeared in Nicholas' eyes.

When you get out of the elevator, the elevator door closes and the walls close at the same time.

Nicholas walked out of the bedroom, walked through the entrance hall, and came to a European-style, spacious and luxurious hall.

Here, on both sides of the long table in the center of the hall, twelve men and women were already seated, all seeming to be waiting for him.

"Boss!"

Of the twelve men and women, two men and one woman stood up and shouted to Nicholas.

The other nine people did not get up.

Among the nine people, a big white man with a strong body, bulging muscles, and more than two meters tall snorted: "Nicholas, we came to help you deal with the white devil, but you actually made us wait here for so long. This is how you treat your benefactor." attitude?"

"I'm sorry, something was delayed just now and I kept everyone waiting."

Nicholas came to the main seat of the long table, looked around with a smile, and said: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone came to lend a helping hand. I, 'Nicholas Bachton', will always remember this kindness!"

That's what he said, but looking at the twelve strange people here, what really reassured Nicholas was the helping hand extended by the eighteen "brothers" from the "Holy Father".

Only by experiencing it can you truly understand that it is the purest transmission of power!

White Devil, you will know how insignificant you are in front of the power of the "Holy Father"!

…

On a private jet.

The luxurious decoration and leather sofas make the small cabin look very high-end, and the people in the cabin feel as if they are on vacation.

Cheerful music was playing, and a muscular black man was twisting and dancing happily with two hot-figured stewardesses;

A white young man in his twenties was wearing Monster headphones, shaking his head to the rhythm inside and looking at the Victoria's Secret magazine in his hand;

A white woman in her thirties, with a hotter body than the two stewardesses, and wavy brown-red hair hanging down like a waterfall, was chatting with someone on her mobile phone. She seemed very happy, and from time to time Laugh.

Suddenly, the music stopped suddenly.

An expressionless white man walked out from the direction of the cockpit, turned off the music with his hand, stood at the entrance passage between the cabin and the cockpit, and looked at the three people in the airport with serious eyes.

The two flight attendants who were dancing with the black man left the cabin under the eyes of the white man.

"What the hell! Man? I was dancing for joy!"

The black man raised his hands and looked at the white man with a question mark on his face.

The white man said with an expressionless face: "This mission is different from the past. It concerns the white devil. I hope you can treat it seriously!"

"Does a Chinese wonder need to make such a fuss?"

The black man still had a question mark on his face, "Even if he is an S+ level strange, don't we all have enough to deal with? Ian, have you not been on a mission for a long time and become less courageous? Don't forget, we are 'God' Armed'!"

"Jamie, don't be careless. Have you forgotten that you almost killed everyone last time because of your carelessness?"

Ian, a white man, said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the black man named Jamie said angrily: "You still have the nerve to say what happened that time..."

"Okay!"

The woman in her thirties, with long brown-red wavy hair and a super hot figure raised her head, stopped chatting, and said in a cold voice: "Didn't I tell you not to mention what happened that time again?"

"What, are you afraid of remembering how you almost killed us all?" The white young man wearing Monster headphones took off his headphones and said with a smile.

"Moby!"

The white man Ian shouted sternly: "Shut up!"

After speaking, he looked at the woman in her thirties.

The woman's face was tense and pale.

But after he looked over, he slowly relaxed.

"I'm fine."

The brown-red-haired woman smiled at Ian, a little reluctantly.

Ian nodded and said: "Mira, Adam, and Andrew are already on their way to Washington State. The four of us will join them then. This incident is not just about the White Devil going to war with Nicholas and other strange things. It’s simple, and it also involves the ‘Holy Father Cult’, which the higher-ups take very seriously!”

"Holy Father Religion?!"

Hearing this word, the black man, the white youth and the brown-red curly haired woman all looked at Ian in surprise.

Then, the woman with brown-red curly hair frowned and said, "Didn't we already destroy the 'Holy Tree' back then?!" 8)