During these six days, Yang Qi checked all those who might be chosen, but the results were not optimistic.

Because of the response to the Blade Head incident, many staff members were sent to all over the world, which seriously disrupted Yang Qi's plan. She almost ran among the suspects without stopping, using the priority method to check one by one. However, the visual inspection could not see the boundary marks, and the five sense detection did not find any existence far stronger than ordinary people. The entire base was full of ordinary humans.

Then the only possibility is that the chosen ones left first.

However, according to field records, the total number of people transferred from Yang Qi to investigate was only three, which was completely inconsistent with the inference of "more than four". Perhaps the chosen ones sneaked out and left using other methods, but these were all meaningless conjectures because they were meaningless. The investigation suddenly fell into a deadlock and the clues seemed to be broken.

But the situation waited for no one. As the blade became more and more ruthless, Yang Qi decided to take a different approach and try another route. Since she couldn't find the chosen one, she would focus on ordinary people, and perhaps she would have unexpected gains. The special commissioner who made her hate was the first choice. Because the young man's actions were really suspicious, she was caught by Yang Qi for a while.

In this uninhabited corner, Yang Qi stared at the commissioner, like a wolf staring at a sheep.

"You, you are here too, haha, what a coincidence!" The young man was so calm that he was determined. I wonder if the woman in front of him had heard the conversation just now, so he had to deal with it.

Yang Qi ignored his nonsense and looked at him with a burning look. The oppressive feeling in his voice made people tremble: "Who did you just talk to? What is the 'plan'? Who are the 'those adults'? Why don't you let the berserkers go to the battlefield?"

The young man's mind buzzed and his face turned pale. Oh no, this woman seemed to have heard everything she shouldn't have heard! What should I do? At this critical moment, she must not be able to speak out! Fortunately, this is a corner without anyone, and I still have a chance...

"Haha, you heard it wrong, I'm chatting with my dad..." While arguing, the young man touched his back without moving. There was a gun there, and it would be no problem to kill a person.

But Yang Qi suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, and grabbed it like a little chicken. With a shaking, he shook his whole body and shaking it. The gun that had just taken out half of it fell to the ground with a snap.

"I don't have time to talk to you, either say or die. Choose one."

"You... dare you to attack me?" The young man said with difficulty: "As long as you dare to touch me, I can take you..."

"The answer is wrong." Yang Qi's eyes were ruthless, and she raised her hand and pinched his left palm. With a click, her five fingers tightened, and the young man's whole hand turned into a strange shape. "Well!" The young man was about to scream immediately. But Yang Qi pinched her throat and squeezed it back. Her face turned red, but he couldn't make any sound, and could only bear the pain 100%.

"I said, it doesn't take ten minutes for me to make you into minced meat. You still have one hand, two feet, and twelve pairs of ribs, so you still have a lot of chances." Yang Qi's voice was like a demon in hell, impacting the young man's heart: "Come on, keep talking nonsense. Let me play for a while..."

The young man's pupils contracted instantly, and even in the severe pain, he clearly noticed one thing: this woman is not a joke.

"I said, I said..." The young man took a breath, and then tried to speak clearly: "My boss is the vice chairman of the board of directors. What agreement has he reached with a group of mysterious people. I don't know the specific content of the agreement, but my task is to prevent the Berserker from going out to disrupt the situation. I am just a little person, and I know so much!"

Yang Qi narrowed her eyes when she heard this: "It's only so much? Why don't I believe it?" She said. She grabbed the young man's other hand and began to put pressure on her.

"Okay! OK! I was wrong. I had contacted that group of mysterious people in private. They had the ability to control monsters. Their purpose was to dominate the whole world!"

"Manage the monster?" An inspiration flashed through Yang Qi's mind, and then asked, "What is their so-called plan?"

"I really don't know about this. After all, I'm just a businessman. Maybe my boss will know about it!"

"Where is your boss?"

"Ah?" The young man stared at Yang Qi, then turned his eyes and finally reported an address: "His home is in Seattle, but he should be in Washington now."

"Pick up your phone. No matter what method is used, determine his specific location within ten minutes. If I find him out and find that he is not there, I will pinch you into something more curious than those three." Yang Qi grabbed the young man, raised his legs and walked out. Fifteen minutes later, an armed helicopter slowly started on the apron of the Hunter Academy.

Jacob, who came to see him off, shouted while retreating back and sheltering the wind: "Are you sure you are going to do this? If your guess is wrong, do you know how serious the consequences are?"

"Not only certain, but also very certain!" Causing trouble is nothing, I have been used to it: "Let Cost keep a hand, don't rush up stupidly and wait for my phone call!" As she said that, she turned the joystick and the helicopter flew into the sky and flew towards mainland America.

Compared to the time when the city of Steel Testicle was running wildly, Yang Qi flew steadily and faster this time. This armed helicopter included the high-tech technology of this near-future world, much faster than similar products on Earth. Under Jacob's name as a tiger's skin, various defense zones in the United States did not regard the aircraft as a suspicious target, and allowed it to rumble to the American capital in a rampage.

"Queen, if you mess it up, I'm afraid I'll lose my head too..." In the command room, Jacob sighed long, looking exhausted. He was under a lot of pressure. If something unexpected happened, Jacob's name would definitely be on the list of Qiuhou's list.

But there are some things worth gamble and must be gambled. "Everything is bet on you, and I believe your speculation is right."

As time passed by minute by minute, Jacob felt that his sense of time was distorted. It was long and short. He only remembered that he went to the toilet three times and drank four cups of coffee. When he returned to the command room and sat down again, he suddenly heard an alarm sound. The staff shouted: "Report to the chief, and found the whereabouts of the blade head. Its location is - Brazil!"

In an instant, everyone became energetic. Everyone looked at Cost. The blade had already touched the nerves of too many people. Whether the Hunter Organization can win a game depends on whether the battle was beautiful. The plan was foolproof, and it depends on how the person sitting in the position of the highest commander gave the order.

Coster thought for a while and asked first: "Have the teacher's final evaluation result not yet?"

"No, experts are still conducting assessments."

Cost looked at Jacob again, and Jacob quickly ran and whispered: "Old guy, believe her. Even this time, believe her! There is definitely insider information about this matter. The fifth generation mecha is the last trump card, so you can't move it lightly!"

Cost hesitated for a moment, and finally took a breath and said, "Okay, start the trap plan now. The first step is to release the bait and guide the target to the planned position. As for the fifth-generation mecha... stand by on time!"

"yes!"

The night was dark, and a fierce confrontation started on the coast of Brazil, and the whole world was paying attention to this moment.

In a luxury mansion in Washington, the skinny old man is also paying attention to the incidents that took place on the Brazilian coast. But as the vice chairman, his channels must be more accurate than the TV station and more forward-looking. "As soon as the three-headed monster appeared, it really attracted all the attention. Cost's reaction was... Humph. As expected, he only had a little information. In normal times, your plan was steady and proper, but now, haha!" The old man sat on the sofa, muttering to himself with a proud look on his face.

But then he frowned again and wondered: "Why didn't the fifth-generation mecha move? This is not consistent with the plan. How could this be done according to his personality..." Just as he was thinking, the phone suddenly rang. This is his most special phone. The people who contacted him were the most special people, and he would answer them at the same time twenty-four hours a day. Even if he was about to ejaculate, he had to press the answer button first and feed him.

"Hey, what happened?" The old man listened, but heard a huge roar on the other end of the phone, which was the sound of a helicopter propeller. At the same time, a woman's voice came over: "I will limit you to explain your conspiracy within five minutes. Otherwise, I will wipe you out with your house!"

"What, what?!" The old man was stunned for a moment, because this was too unexpected. For a moment, he even thought that the other party had called the wrong phone, but the next moment he heard the same propeller sound outside the receiver. He couldn't help but stand up. He looked at a huge armed helicopter flying from afar. The dazzling searchlight shone straight on him through the floor-to-ceiling window, making him unable to help but raise his hands to cover his eyes.

"This, what's going on with him/mom! Who are you?!" The old man yelled at the microphone. At this critical moment, such a plane suddenly flew over, which gave him a very bad premonition.

The response sent back by the earpiece is simple: "The answer is wrong."

The next moment, the cannon mounted by the armed helicopter rotated, and an endless metal craze rushed towards him, tearing the glass and exterior walls of the mansion, penetrated the ceiling and furniture, and turned everything into dust and debris.

The young man who was thrown into the cabin looked pale and looked at Yang Qi tilting all the bullets down. Suddenly, he found that he had just broken his hand and was treated very gently. Five minutes later, the entire mansion turned into a messy ruin, and Yang Qi stopped shooting.

"He, will he die like this?" the young man couldn't help asking, because the ruins below didn't look like there were living people.

Yang Qi didn't look worried at all. She lowered the helicopter and jumped out of the cabin, walked straight to a certain position in the ruins. She lifted a few boards and then pulled out the old man with a broken leg from under a collapsed pillar.

The old man was so furious that he was so arrogant that he had never suffered such a crime. Yang Qi grabbed his collar and pulled him up: "I don't want to emphasize my methods again, but if you want to pretend to be a tough guy, you can try it. Now I'll ask again what your partner's plan is!"

The old man smiled, twitching in pain while laughing, and finally mixed into a kind of hysteria: "It's too late, you're all too late, you can't catch it! The moment you were confused by the blade's head and used all your power to grab irrelevant bait, you were already sure to lose! I didn't expect you to see through me, but what can you do to tell you? It's too far away, you can't save anything - the Hong Kong base will surely become history!"

"Hong Kong?" Yang Qi suddenly understood the enemy's chosen one's plan, because the Hong Kong base is the location of the Asian Design Institute, where all the design information of the fifth-generation mecha is preserved!
Chapter completed!