The American Scripture

Zhen Fan's car is galloping on the darkened highway, occasionally vehicles with lights coming from the opposite side will meet. There are not many cars on the road at this time, so Zhen Fan's speed is very fast.

"Beep beep!" The phone rang, and Zhen Fan reached out and pressed the Bluetooth headset. "Is it Annie? I'm Zhen, what's the matter?" Zhen Fan estimated that Annie might have something to ask him.

"Thank you, Zhen, you saved me, but Claire, I don't know what to say..." Annie's tone seemed a little messy and a little stupefied, "I really don't know how to say it. It just happened, God... it's like a bizarre magic novel!"

Zhen Fan has already guessed what Annie is going to say. It must be the oil paint man’s companion who wants to go to Annie’s house to find Annie’s troubles, but it sounds like the trouble seems to have passed, leaving only Annie and Clay in shock. child. I couldn't help thinking of Claire Zhen Fan.

"Is Claire okay? Is she scared?" Zhen Fan's tone was a little hasty.

"No, she is brave. I have never seen such a brave Claire. I can't compare to her. Really, Zhen, you taught her so well, thank you!" Annie seemed to be sobbing, "Now It's okay, she is sleeping, maybe a little tired, you...where are you now?"

Annie wants to talk to Zhen Fan, especially after going through such a big change, she is eager to find someone to talk about her worries and worries.

"I'm on the highway, on the way to Nevada, don't worry, I will be back soon, take a good night's sleep, and wait for you to hold your eyes. I will be in front of you!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but Laughed.

Not only Zhen Fan couldn't help but laugh, even Annie couldn't help laughing. She laughed a little suddenly with a "poof," and then said to Zhen Fan: "Okay. Okay, don't worry...but... I'm not a child. Goodbye, Zhen!" Without Zhen Fan reacting, she hung up the phone.

"Kid?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile. It turned out that Annie still had such a childish side, and she was still angry with herself. Well, maybe a woman has the temperament of a girl in her heart, even if she is seventy and eighty. After all, girlhood is something every woman will never forget,

After hanging up the phone, Zhen looked for the route through the map on the navigation. But in fact, there is no road leading to a coordinate. If you look at the road ahead, if you continue to drive, you will get farther and farther away from the target. Zhen Fan gritted his teeth and slammed the steering wheel over, separated from the road, and followed the endless grass and cross roads on the side of the road. Drive towards the intended goal.

"Someone is coming, somebody is coming!" In the cave on the dry rock wall in Nevada, a man poked his head out, and then ran towards the cave.

Soon a group of people rushed out of the cave, about a dozen people, they boarded the high rock and looked at the lights of the jumping car in the distance. One of the leaders took a night vision binoculars and looked at. He handed the telescope to another person and said, "It's Brandon Voss and the others. Let's go in and wait for him to arrive!"

A group of people followed the leader in, and as expected, after ten minutes, the middle-aged man in a black trench coat and black top hat walked into the cave. This cave is no different from the exposed rock cave of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. The three of them raised their flashlights and walked into the cave. The middle-aged man in black twisted an unremarkable rock on the cave wall.

Soon, the cave that was already at the end slowly opened. Inside was a passage with spacious rooms and bright lights. Various decorations were like suites in a hotel, luxurious and extravagant.

"Brandon, my old friend, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The man who had led the cave opened the door from the other side of the room and walked over towards the middle-aged man in black with open arms. The cave closed slowly again, as if isolated from the world.

"We are in trouble, Marcin, a young man is coming towards us. If it weren't for me to come before him, I guess you wouldn't exist anymore!" Brandon. Voss said, gently hugged the leader and said, "I have called the professor and he is coming over here!"

"Did you notify the professor?" Obviously these words scared the leader. "You actually notified the professor. Is that person... God?"

"No, he is Chinese. I don't know if he believes in God or not, but he easily killed Sam, and Harris went to trouble with that woman. Up to now, there is no phone or information for me. I guess... He's finished too. Damn it. When did we get into such a big trouble?" When it comes to this, Brandon. Voss smashed the table suddenly, a little frustrated.

"It's all to blame for that **** Sam, he thought he was great, what happened? Damn it!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you tell me directly, how much time do we have left?" Masin said, "Can we fight with him with so many people? If the professor comes in person, I think Our good days are coming to an end!"

"No, we must leave here, if... if possible, exit Los Angeles!" Brandon. Voss expressed his opinion.

"You are a cowardly performance!" Masin glanced at him. "Have the good days in Los Angeles flattened your will? Brandon, isn't it a Chinese? Isn't he just a **** yellow-skinned monkey? Damn it, let the guys get ready, we have work to do!"

He said this to everyone in the room. When he finished speaking, a door was suddenly opened in this house, and when the door was opened, a huge laboratory-like room appeared. , One room is connected to one another, some people inside are wearing white dust-proof clothing, busy, as if they are doing some experiment.

As the button was pressed, an alarm sounded throughout the room, and then the experimenters quickly evacuated, and some people who looked like security personnel were armed with guns and appeared in front of them.

"Are you really going to come hard?" Brandon. Voss looked at Massin, shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, I have to do this, even if it is for the professor, I am like this, man, follow me, I want to see if this Chinese is a god!" Ma Xin said and stretched out his hand, a security guard Lian Ren with a gun was sucked out of thin air by him, and then took off the gun from him, "Go get another one by yourself!"

"Yes, sir!" The man was so scared that his face was pale, and the other security guards held their breath, staring at Masin and glaring at him to give orders.

"Hold the hole, don't let the flies come in!"

"Yes, sir!" The head of the security guard waved his hand, and the security team of about 20 or 30 people rushed out and quickly occupied the favorable terrain around the entrance. From this point of view, these security guards are obviously all It's the elite, not the kind of ostentatious stuff.

Time passed by, Massing kept raising his wrist to look at his watch, and Brandon was also lingering in the room, waiting anxiously. At this time, there seemed to be a faint helicopter sound in the sky.

"The professor is here!" Brandon seemed to be relieved.

"Yes, you shouldn't let the professor know about this, we can settle it by ourselves!" Massing gave Brandon a dissatisfied look, and then walked towards the other side of the laboratory, where there was an elevator directly up. Go up to the top of the mountain, open the top of the mountain, and there will be a landing platform for the helicopter.

Sure enough, a helicopter, under the command of ground personnel, landed steadily on the top of the mountain. The mountain here is not very high, but it is still a bit cool.

The cabin door opened, and a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties came out, tall, with black-framed eyes, followed closely by two burly men with solemn expressions like bodyguards.

"Brandon, what's the matter?" The man looked at Brandon, his face was not very good, "For such a battle, are you preparing to go to war with the US government?"

"No, no, Professor Fridge, because... our opponent is too strong! So... I have to be fully prepared in advance." Brandon was a little nervous, don't watch him talk in front of Marcin Talk, but in front of Professor Frisch, he is like an ant seeing an elephant, without any sense of existence.

"Very powerful?" Professor Frisch sneered, and said as he walked, he entered the elevator and went straight to a seemingly luxurious office. "You mean he is even more powerful than the lackey Wallace. ?"

"It seems, yes!" Bula Neng said quickly, following Professor Fridge, "We went to Sam and Harris, you know, they are both of your most capable people!"

Frisch froze for a while, then walked to the desk and sat down. Without permission, the other people stood on both sides nervously, afraid to show off.

"Easy? How easy?" Professor Fridge stretched out his hand suddenly, and a beam of light appeared in his hand, "How did you provoke him?"

"It's Sam~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He provokes that Chinese friend, so..."

"Haha, Chinese, I want to see how good this Chinese is!" Professor Fridge said and looked at the door beside the office, but he saw nothing.

"Professor, I want to say something!"

"Say it!" Professor Frisch subconsciously looked towards the door of the office, but he still didn't find anything. But he had already very subtlely captured a wave of unstable energy in the air in front of him.

"We should avoid him..."

"Come out, I know you are here, Chinese!" Professor Frisch suddenly said to the door of the office, and then frowned, "With this hand, I know you are great!"

"Yes, I am very powerful, because I can draw on any force in nature!" Suddenly, a voice came from Professor Fridge's back! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.) 9