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Chapter 890

Black's body was put into a black corpse bag, and the medical staff slowly tightened the zipper of the bag. When transporting it away, Ward next to him said to Melinda with a cold face as comforted as if he had been, "No one could have expected this, but you are very lucky. You survived after encountering that kind of monster."

"But Black is dead, I don't think it's lucky." Melinda gritted her teeth and turned away. She was very guilty now. She felt a little uncomfortable when she first entered the nursing home. If she could understand earlier that it was because the Ghost Rider was approaching, she might have avoided all this. When the Ghost Rider grabbed Black, if her reaction could be faster, instead of hesitating whether to expose her strength, she might have saved him.

But no matter what happened, it was too late to think about anything now. However, there is another person who should pay the price for it!

Melinda came to the conference room, and Victoria Hand had already arrived and was discussing with Colson and the others whether the clairvoyance's arrest would continue.

"This is just an accident, and I heard that the accident has been ruled out now, and the Ghost Rider has temporarily lost its ability to move." As soon as he entered the door, Melinda heard John Garrett's loud noise, and he seemed to be more anxious than anyone else to catch Qianliyan.

It's no wonder that John Garrett has been laying the groundwork for today and planning for a long time, and even made a harsh plan on his own. If the Ghost Rider suddenly broke into the game, the plan could not continue, who would I cry?

He also faintly felt that Alexander Pierce had a strange attitude towards him recently, which made him feel distrustful. At the meeting before leaving, he did not react to what he said at the meeting before he left. He turned around and thought that it seemed to be a tentative meaning. It must have been Pierce's order. This really made him feel uncomfortable. Although he had not figured out what it was, he personally speculated that it might be because the superior felt that his relationship with Colson was too close.

Therefore, this mission against Colson must be successful and to regain the trust of the superior. Yes, that's it, everything is for a big plan!

"Can we continue?" Hand replied directly with a sentence. "Our search mission has made no progress. We have not even determined the suspect target, and we have lost a senior agent. Let's admit that this plan is not as perfect as you said!"

"The plan is perfect." John Garrett insisted that "Agent Black's thing was just an accident and had nothing to do with the plan itself."

"That's right." Melinda came over at this time and suddenly spoke to John Garrett. "And I think we have found the suspect target."

"The Ghost Rider attacked us at that time. You have detected it. Although it was misjudged as a missile. But Agent Black and I were ready to evacuate immediately after receiving the warning. If the evacuation goes well, we can congratulate us to avoid the encounter with the Ghost Rider."

"Then why not?" Hand asked.

"Death Warrior." Melinda clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, "When we were about to evacuate, the Death Warrior suddenly came to the scene to intercept Black."

"I think I've reported it clearly when I was at the scene. The Death Warrior first caught Black and made it impossible for us to evacuate. Then the Ghost Knight rushed over and killed Black."

"Is that the case..." Hand frowned and thoughtfully.

"The Ghost Rider may be a natural disaster for movement, but the Death Warrior is a bodyguard for Miliga." Melinda continued, "He will suddenly appear there, there is only one possibility, that is, we are close to Miliga. The person we were looking for at that time, Thomas Nash, is Miliga!"

"We have to find him, he has to pay for Brack's death!"

"But how do we find him next?" John Garrett shook his head. "He may be hiding on an island now, fishing."

"I might be able to help." Claya suddenly came over, her face looked very bad. As soon as she became the chief secret mage, the Ghost Knight dared to come out to make trouble openly. It is said that Evanson came to help S.H.I.E.L.D., and there had never been any casualties in her own people, but this time she was replaced by herself, and one of them died immediately.

This sharp contrast made Claya very disappointed and decided to save the situation this time, otherwise the two female demons would have to laugh after they went back.

"I heard that the death warrior was also injured by the Ghost Knight?" Claya asked.

"That's right." Melinda nodded, "The Ghost Rider shot through his arm with one shot. I've seen it with my own eyes."

"That's easy." Melinda smiled and said, "The damage caused by the fire of hell will not heal, at least for ordinary people. The wound will always exist, and the fire of hell will burn constantly on it. He will suffer this painful torture."

"I don't think he would feel pain like that..." John Garrett raised his eyebrows. The death warrior was transformed into that appearance, and the pain nerves and other things had long been cut off.

"If there is a soul," Claya sneered, "The fire of hell burns not only, but also souls, so I can try to track these flames and find the location of the Death Warrior. Don't worry, even if he cuts down the injured place, the fire of hell is still entangled with his soul."

John Garrett sneered and looked at Colson with a slanted eye "If the Death Warrior is found..."

Colson also nodded, "That would be like finding the clairvoyance."

"So, can you give me some space?" Claya waved at everyone, asking them to retreat a little, and then she closed her eyes.

The world suddenly became quiet, everything around Claya disappeared, and turned into darkness. He had just fought with the Ghost Knight and still remembered the smell of his flame, so he searched a large-scale spiritually with the characteristics of this flame...

Claya was in the dark and saw a dark red fire suddenly lit up. She reached out and grabbed it. The light turned into a red ribbon and flew over and was grabbed by her.

That's it... Claya sneered. This guy who has no magical knowledge and will not hide himself at all is so easy to find. So next...the spiritual vision!

A shadow suddenly rose on Claya's body, and she suddenly opened her eyes, but her perspective at this time was no longer hers, but was replaced by the Death Warrior under her spell.

She saw the Death Warrior trembling in an old building, obviously suffering a great pain. He walked to a box and opened it, took out something like an electronic bracelet, and put it on the injured arm. The bracelet instantly expanded and assembled, covering the arm with a new layer of silver armor.

In this way, the function of the injured arm has been restored, but this will not relieve the pain of the Death Warrior at all. However, obviously the person who controls him doesn't care about these things. The tools are just obedient and easy to use. What does it have to do with pain or not?

"Finished." Claya retreated from the spiritual vision and found that all the agents were standing far away from her, and her face was full of shock. "What's wrong?"

Well...well... I saw that you didn't answer any of the agents. In the end, Melinda was very knowledgeable and said, "What do you look like..."

"Oh...you said this?" It's not a surprise to others, because Claya's feet are floating in the air without facing the ground, and some black smoke keeps lingering on her body, and her originally pleated skin has also turned dark blue, and the same is true for her hair, and her hair is slightly tangled and shining with a blue light.

This gives people the illusion that those places are no longer hair, but more like tentacles full of flesh and blood texture.

"Really, I accidentally entered this form." The black smoke wrapped around Claya suddenly went up, and she returned to her original appearance. "Sorry, I seem to be too focused and entered the form of the explosion of the void. However, you are all senior agents, so you won't be so scared, right?"

"Well... That's right..." Hand nodded, but the fine beads of sweat on her forehead meant that she was not as relaxed as she did. Speaking of which, it was also because she was not in a good position, facing Claya, so after Claya opened her eyes, she almost looked at her directly.

This is really chilling. The eyes that Hande saw had no pupils or whites, only empty and empty black, as if there was an endless abyss stirring inside. At that moment, Hande seemed to have seen thousands of truths and endless reincarnation, and almost laughed wildly because of these.

"You seem to be very good..." Claya stretched out her hand and gently tapped Hande's temple. A cold touch came in, which relieved Hande's restless mind. "But remember, don't look directly into my eyes."

"I've determined the location." Then Claya turned around and said to everyone, "Are you ready?"

"I... I'll mobilize the operation team members now." Hand wiped the sweat beads on his head. Now she was very confused. She seemed to have caught something just now, and it seemed that she was empty again.

Not long after, the people from SHIELD came to the place marked by Claya, which was an old building of huge size. However, this time they came a large group of people, all of whom were equipped with automatic rifles, with a third-level head and a third-level armor.

John Garrett said to everyone in the operation team, "Our target has extremely strong protection, and has various light and heavy weapons on it, and the electronic auxiliary system, that is, every shot must be hit. You must be careful and shoot directly without warning."

"Every shot must be shot? Automatic aiming? This sounds a bit like a plug-in." Claya pouted unhappily after listening to the side, "I hate plug-in the most."

"Do you ring the doorbell or knock on the door this time?" Ward asked John Garrett half-jokingly after loading the automatic rifle in his hand.

"Of course it's knocking on the door." John Garrett sneered. The so-called ringing of the doorbell is to shout a warning first, and if it knocks on the door, it means breaking into the door directly.

However, before the blasting team arrived at the gate, Claya picked up the holy gun in her hand and waved it forward suddenly. The black storm immediately lifted the entire gate and a small ceiling. She turned around and said, "Wouldn't it be better to demolish the entire house?"

"Well... it's really good." John Garrett laughed dryly. He was really unsure of what kind of obstacles would Claya's joining cause to his plan? However, things have developed into this way, and he can only use the trick. Fortunately, he designed his own precision. This is a dead end. "Prepare to break into it."

With this command, the principle class of the Action Team rushed in from the gap destroyed by Claya in a standard tactical formation, and this time Colson also led the way, searching with an automatic rifle, while Melinda followed his side.

Soon, they encountered the Death Warrior, but after a few more random attacks, they immediately turned around and ran away. Everyone followed him and chased him to the bottom of the building. Just as the Death Warrior took them to this place on purpose, they found a secret room on the bottom of the building.

The worker walked in and saw that there was only an old man in pajamas inside, half lying on the chair, and a TV screen was filled with them. This person was their target, Thomas Nash.

However, this person who seems to be a clairvoyant person is indeed paralyzed. Now he can only stay in the chair motionless, holding a tube in his mouth, and the only place on his body that can move is his head.

"You're finally here..." An electronic synthesized voice came from around, and Colson took it for granted that Thomas was using the vocal assistance machine to speak to him. "I had already foreseeed all this."

"Is that?" Colson lowered his gun. "Did you realize where you will be locked up by us? In a small dark box, you will die of rotten death in that place."

"Yes, I saw it." The electronic sound came again. "Everything in the world cannot escape my eyes. Only you, Colson, I saw your death, but I can't see what happened to you after that."

"But thank you very much for coming to me. After facing each other, I predicted your future events."

"I will form an alliance with Rena in your prison, and I will be free and rise again..."

"Can you see everything and predict the future?" Claya walked in slowly. "There is only one way to prove your ability.

"Claya Ludwig, Evanson Richter's only companion. I know you, I've seen you."

"Well haha... you speak so nicely." Claya couldn't help laughing out loud. Of course, I look like this, and I am so moved. You guy is simply flattering me with your life.

"Since you know this..." Claya cursed her smile, then asked seriously, "Do you know? When will the second chapter of Fit Dog land?"

Thomas:…

"When will the third chapter be opened? When can I draw Brother Zheng?"

Thomas "…"

"Tsk!" Claya snorted coldly, "You said you didn't know anything, what prophet are you pretending to be here."

"No matter what, I have foreseeed the future." Thomas seemed to ignore Claya's accusations at all, and just said straight away. "Colson, I saw that you will fail in the end, you will have nothing, I saw that your Melinda will use her body to block a deadly bullet for you and die in front of you."

Your Melinda? I must admit that you are really good at speaking. Melinda rolled her eyes, but I am afraid that someone would be fired with a gun now and I will not die! One bullet will kill me? What kind of bullet is that? Atomic bomb?!

"You finally wanted to hold that girl, and Sgay's entity cried in a pool of blood, all this was inevitable..."

Bang! At this moment, a gunshot was heard, and Ward shot Thomas with anger on his face. Shut up, I always feel that the more you say, the more you want to reveal it!
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