Return to Earth and become a magician

"Perhaps, I can let you know something more interesting!"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the blond-haired man's face sank suddenly.

"In that case, you can die." The blonde man's fingers lifted in the void, and two metal chairs behind him slowly rose into the air, floating around the blonde man.

"You're able to control the direction of bullets, which is a good ability, but what's the use of my A-class magnetic ability?"

"If I wanted to, the plane would have exploded in an instant." The blonde man laughed, his index finger drawing circles in the air, and the two metal chairs around him began to spin around the blonde man at an accelerated pace, faster and faster.

"I hope your ability can block my attacks, or it will be too boring." The blonde man sneered, and with his index finger pointing forward, two metal chairs rushed towards Zhang Ziling like cannonballs.

Without going to see Zhang Ziling again, the blond man turned to look at the scar man and said, "Scar, you go and call Shorthair, we're ready to leave." In

the blonde man's heart, Zhang Ziling was already a dead man.

Abilities can sense each other's ability strength, and the blonde man only felt a negligible ability strength in Zhang Ziling, this kind of low-level ability, in front of himself with A-level ability, he doesn't need to be serious at all!

"Boss, boss—" The scarred man shuddered and pointed to the back of the blonde man.

The blonde man frowned and scolded the scar man, "Isn't it just smashed minced meat?" As for being so scared? How are you still messing with me? "

It's not... Boss, look at the back! The scar man became more and more agitated, and fear appeared in his eyes.

The blonde man began to realize that something was wrong and turned to look.

The blonde man's pupils shrank suddenly!

Those two metal chairs are rotating around Zhang Ziling!

"Impossible! With an ability you don't even have a D-rank ability, how can you distort the attack of my A-rank ability! The blonde man lost his temper in an instant, his ten fingers frantically rhythmized in the void, and all the metal objects in this room shot towards Zhang Ziling at great speed!

"Abilities?" Zhang Ziling smiled, gently flicked away a soup spoon that flew at a high speed with his index finger, and then pressed it down slightly.

Bang Bang!

All the metal that came from the fire fell to the ground!

"This faint ability can also be called an A-class ability, isn't the grading of your ability too crude?" Zhang Ziling slowly paced towards the blonde man, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You... Are you an S-class aderic? The blonde youth kept retreating, and soon hit the wall, and there was no way to retreat!

"No, absolutely impossible! There is no your name on the list of supernatural beings, you are not the owner of abnormal abilities, you are an oriental cultivator! The blonde man suddenly remembered the book of Adepts issued by the Association of Abnormal Abilities, which recorded all the S-class Adepts.

"S-class or Xiuzhen, what does it matter?" Zhang Ziling walked up to the blonde man, "The important thing is that you chose to hijack the plane while I was resting.

Zhang Ziling lifted the blonde man's chin with his fingers, stared at the blonde man's frightened eyes and said, "But I don't like to be disturbed during rest, so I say..."

"You—you can't kill me, I'm a member of the Association of Strangers!" The blonde man was leaning back against the wall, sweating profusely and his body shaking.

"Oh? The Association of Adepts? Zhang Ziling smiled, "Then what are you doing here?"

"I—I can't say." The blonde man seemed to have thought of something terrifying, and quickly shook his head.

"Don't say it, then forget it, I'm not interested anyway." Zhang Ziling smiled, and then directly pinched the blonde man's neck, "Then you have no value in existence, goodbye, my Mr. A."

Zhang Ziling exerted his strength slightly, and the blonde man's face began to turn purple.

As for the scar man, he was already scared silly on the sidelines.

"Alas, this friend of Huaxia, please let my brother go."

Suddenly, the space behind Zhang Ziling was distorted, and a black-robed man appeared out of thin air.

The blonde man who was pinched by Zhang Ziling suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared beside the black-robed man.

"Ahem, ahem!" The blond-haired man coughed frantically, and after a long pause, he said to the black-robed man, "Brother, the mission has gone awry.

"I can see it." The black-robed man said in an indifferent tone, looked at Zhang Ziling and said, "Huaxia friend, I am very sorry that my brother has disturbed you on his mission, there is no conflict of interest between us, please let us complete the task."

Zhang Ziling was not surprised that the blonde man slipped away from his palm, leaned against the wall and looked at the black-robed man, and said, "I don't care what your task is, but your brother killed the co-pilot, and this matter can't end like this."

"I do feel guilty for my brother's accidental killing, but friend, you don't have anything to do with the co-pilot, do you?" The black-robed man said lightly.

"It doesn't matter, he's from Huaxia." Zhang Ziling stared at the black-robed man and said, "And you're not."

"What do you mean?" The black-robed man's tone sank.

"I mean..." Zhang Ziling smiled, then his eyes turned cold, and he sneered: "One life for all of you!"

"Friends are too arrogant, aren't they?" The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't think that you are the only S-rank, and there is no good end for opposing our Alien Association." "

At this moment, there was a commotion in the cabin...

Soon, the short-haired young man who was supposed to be tied up walked in with a bald old man.

"Mission target captured!" The short-haired young man was holding a sack containing belongings in one hand, grabbed an old man with the other, and was stunned when he saw Zhang Ziling, "Yo! You're not dead yet! "

Shorthair, he's S-class, don't be careless!" The blonde man warned behind the black-robed man.

"S-class?" The short-haired young man's pupils shrank slightly, and then he stared at Zhang Ziling vigilantly, and slowly pulled the bald old man behind the black-robed man.

"Looks like you're a so-called anomaly." Zhang Ziling looked at the short-haired young man and smiled.

"Hehe, it's unfortunate, I'm a B-class ability, I pretended to want to play with you before, but I didn't expect you to be S-class, it really surprised me!" The short-haired young man spread his hands and threw the bald old man to the scarred man on the side.

"That's enough, let's go." The black-robed man spoke up at this time to stop the short-haired young man from speaking, and several people's bodies began to gradually distort.

"This friend of Huaxia, I hope you can survive when we meet again."

As soon as the black-robed man's voice fell, several of them disappeared in place.

Zhang Ziling looked at the empty cabin, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

"I didn't agree, can you go?"