As the headquarters of the Sharp Gun Bureau, this base is very vigilant. As soon as the sound from the walkie-talkie fell, another group of war beast experimental bodies ran in.

This batch of experimental subjects looked even stronger, and even pieces of bone armor with strange luster grew on their bodies, which looked much stronger than those Wang Ming had seen before.

However, Wang Ming didn't know how strong they were. Anyway, after he fired a few space cannons, the human-shaped monsters that had just entered turned into mass of meat paste, making the conference room more and more messy. The meat paste transformed from the experimental subject almost covered the floor of the entire conference room.

Wang Ming looked at the meat paste all over the ground and pulled the chair under his butt into the air with some disgust. He thought to himself that if the meat paste was used to make meatballs, it would be enough for a small shop to use it for several days.

In fact, it’s not that he has any perverted hobbies, he must make his opponents look like this disgusting. But these human-shaped monsters are really just about personal figures, and in fact they have nothing to do with humans anymore.

In the previous fight on the freighter, Wang Ming found that even if he broke his head, they could continue to act. If they used the space blade mode, they would have to fight a few more times if they completely lost their power of action. He felt that the deterrent power seemed to be not strong enough, so he has been using the space crushing mode since then.

The facts proved that his effect was indeed very good. In the senior management of the sharpshooter in the conference room, some people began to vomit. It was not because of the disgusting scene in front of him, but because of the thought that he might become like this, the fear from the bottom of his heart made them nervous and vomit.

Seeing this, Wang Ming couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile and said, "Why can't you stand it anymore? You should have dealt with other people like this a lot, right?"

Faced with Wang Ming's ridicule, the senior executives of the Divine Guns were very ugly, but no one dared to refute at this time. After all, the gap in strength between the two sides was too great. Just after the previous batch of the latest models of the war beast experimental bodies were instantly killed, there was no movement outside. It seemed that after discovering that Wang Ming could not compete, he gave up everyone here.

The old man, who should be the director of the Sharp Gun Bureau, was first kicked by Wang Ming without hesitation, and then received bad news that the chips were gone in the end. Only then did he finally recover.

He was not an ordinary person who was able to climb to this position now. Facing the almost unsolvable death in front of him, he still tried to seize the last hope. He only heard him say in Chinese: "Mr. Wang Ming, although there is indeed a small misunderstanding and friction between us, I think there is still room for relief between us."

"In fact, this action was initiated by the people from the Holy See. We were bewitched by them and joined the action." The old man was afraid that Wang Ming would interrupt him, and said with a very fast speech, "You must also know how big the storm happened there, which almost caused the entire Holy See."

"We only wanted to help them out of humanitarianism." The old man said with a high sound, but he immediately sold the people from the Holy See. "But later we found out that we were fooled. It turned out that the people from the Holy See first brought trouble in China to cause subsequent disputes, so we have controlled all the people from the Holy See and can leave them to you at any time."

"Of course, we are willing to make other compensation to show that we have disturbed your family's apology and hope to get their understanding." The old man finally added in an extremely humble tone.

Wang Ming was completely confused by the other party's meaning. He subconsciously asked: "What does this matter have to do with the Holy See?"

Wang Ming really didn't know the connection. Qi Sheng and others felt that some of the previous small victory was not worth disturbing him, and they were all planning to go to Wang Ming to seek credit after the Holy See was completely destroyed. Therefore, he had no idea about the fact that the Holy See was almost destroyed by Chinese masters during this period.

When Wang Ming went to save Wang Yingqiu not long ago, although Wang Ming also read some people's memories, he could not read all the memories of those people. He just used a method similar to keyword search to find out the mastermind behind the Sharp Gun and the location of its headquarters.

So by various coincidences, Wang Ming had no idea of ​​the role played by the Holy See. At this time, when the old man suddenly mentioned it, he was naturally confused.

The old director was even more confused than Wang Ming. He had planned to blame the Holy See from the beginning. The other party actually asked such a question now, and the other party's expression didn't seem to be trying to play with him. So what was wrong with this? Why was it completely different from what he expected?

The old man felt even more distressed when he thought of this. It seemed that as long as anything is related to the young man in front of him, there will definitely be unplanned changes, and they will all be very fatal changes.

However, no matter how sad he felt, he had to answer Wang Ming's question honestly. However, at this time, a message suddenly came from the terminal on Wang Ming, which made him lose the patience of continuing to rub the old man's mind and said to the old man directly: "Forget it, it's not a big deal for you to say it, I'd better see it myself!"

As he finished speaking, Wang Ming's mental power had forcibly invaded the old man's sea of ​​consciousness, and then he instantly found the information he needed from it.

After understanding the whole story, Wang Ming felt a little amused. He could naturally guess why those Chinese masters went to the Holy See to cause trouble. But when he remembered that all this was caused by the guys in the Chinese cultivation world who wanted to please him, he felt that things in this world were really wonderful.

Almost as Wang Ming finished reading the message, the old man suddenly let out a scream, and then he collapsed on the ground. Soon, a wisp of blood slowly overflowed from his ears and nose, and he became less inhaled and more exhausted.

Wang Ming was not surprised by the situation in front of him at all. He knew that it was his forced invasion of the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, which caused the other party's biological chip to overload, which caused the old man's brain to be seriously damaged.

As an ordinary person, the old man needs to be a leader in an organization like the Sharp Gun, so he naturally needs to make some necessary precautions. One of the functions of the biochip is to prevent someone from tampering with him in terms of mental power.

The function of this chip is still very powerful. The mental power of ordinary practitioners is not enough to break through the defense of that biological chip. Even those Chinese masters are not good at this time, but when they encounter a monster like Wang Ming, he can only admit that he is unlucky.

In addition to its defense function, this chip is also linked to the database in the base. With just one idea, he can destroy all the information in the database, or if something is wrong with him, the database will also self-destruct.

Although the horse-faced human civilization can be regarded as "developed technology", its development direction is very different from that of the Earth. What's more, the Sharp Gun has developed far beyond the average technology level of the Earth, so it will take some time to crack it.

Wang Ming talked to them for so long just to delay time so that the artificial intelligence on the aircraft could crack the database of the sharp gun system. When he learned from the terminal that the crack had been cracked and obtained the biotechnology information he wanted, he naturally was too lazy to delay with the other party.

At this time, Wang Ming saw that the old man seemed to be in trouble, so he quickly took him into the cosmic clone. He could still save the horse-faced man's skills. A very good experimental material cannot be wasted.

The elder director just started, Wang Ming completely let himself go, and all the people at the headquarters of the Sharp Gun Bureau were included in the cosmic clone by him.

They also tried to resist, but any resistance was destined to be futile. They could not even send out information for help. Compared to cracking the database's defense, intercepting the information was much easier.

At first, Wang Ming still remembered the number of people, but later he didn't know how many people he had taken in. He just vaguely remembered that there were at least 3,000 people, and it took nearly an hour to go.
Chapter completed!