PDLP Chapter 250 World Attention, On-site Teaching
Chapter 250 World Attention, On-site Teaching
Inside the Qinling Command Center, a large screen was broadcasting live footage of the ceremony in which the State of Hebei paid homage to the Emperor.
The bottom left corner shows the last scene of Chen You and his group being taken away.
"They should be fine, right?"
Pan Yu unconsciously clenched her hands, her eyes fixed on the screen, her voice carrying a hint of undisguised worry.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunhai's lips twitched slightly.
"question?"
He chuckled softly, recalling the time he had "taught" Chen You in order to train him.
At that time, Chen You was only at the first level of Qi Refining. Even when I used all my strength, Chen You was completely unharmed.
On the contrary, his hands and feet had been aching for several days.
That's not a contest of strength; it's just asking for trouble.
"A group of ordinary people."
Zhang Yunhai's eyes swept over the heavily armed security personnel on the screen.
"They were carrying only conventional weapons."
Sun Feng, the data analysis team leader, typed on his keyboard without looking up, and added.
"Based on the data we currently have, even someone at the first level of Qi Refining possesses sufficient reflexes and physical fitness to withstand an attack from any conventional handgun."
He looked up, his gaze falling on Chen You's real-time data.
"They are capable of avoiding even the explosive impact of a small hand grenade."
Sun Feng's lips curled up in a smile.
"Moreover, Comrade Chen You is currently at the seventh level of Qi Refining."
Li Guoan stared at the screen, his face expressionless.
He didn't speak.
On the screen, the Prime Minister of the country walked out and was waving to the crowd.
……
United States, the Pentagon, the President's Office.
The huge screen was also showing a live broadcast of the worship ceremony in He Guo.
President George held a glass of whiskey, his face showing undisguised schadenfreude.
"Holman, look, look at this amazing scene," he said, swirling the ice in his glass.
"No matter how much our friend from the East 'shows off,' he still got a slap in the face from a tiny country."
Defense Secretary General Holman let out a low laugh.
"They think they can win respect by engaging in some mysticism? How naive."
"Politics is always a central theme in the civilized world. The Chinese are still very inexperienced in this regard."
George took a sip of his drink and leaned back comfortably on the sofa.
"I'm even somewhat looking forward to seeing how China will respond? Diplomatic protest? Economic sanctions?"
"Either one seems so powerless, so ridiculous."
He raised his glass and offered a distant toast to Watanabe Suke on the screen.
"Homage to our brave ally, who put on a great show for us."
……
In the Kingdom of He, beside the sanctuary, in a secret room.
"Click".
The sound of the security supervisor releasing the safety on his pistol was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent room.
His smile was filled with cruelty and pleasure, as if he could already see the four Chinese people in front of him dying on the spot.
"How do you want to die? I can give you a choice."
He slowly traced the muzzle of his gun across Chen You and the other three, enjoying the feeling of controlling their lives.
However, the fear, pleas for mercy, and even angry curses he had anticipated did not materialize.
Chen You didn't even glance at him.
His gaze fell on Mu Xi, Lin Miao, and Liu Ming beside him, and he spoke in a casual tone.
"How's your practice of the 'Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method' coming along?"
The three were stunned.
Mu Xi's expression became somewhat troubled: "That...that technique is too profound, we...we are still trying to comprehend it..."
Lin Miao and Liu Ming nodded in agreement, looking somewhat ashamed.
The resources provided by the country are top-notch, but some things really depend on talent and comprehension.
That Heavenly Rank cultivation technique was like asking elementary school students to solve advanced math problems; they couldn't even understand the questions.
"Yes, that's normal."
Chen You nodded, seemingly unsurprised by the result.
"Perfect timing, today presents an opportunity."
He glanced around the room at the dozen or so burly men in black with guns, as if they were a pile of wooden dummy figures.
"I'll demonstrate it for you once, watch carefully."
"Perhaps... it will be of some help to your spiritual practice."
"..."
The three members of the Dragon Scales were stunned.
On-site teaching?
it's here?
Wait a minute, after you finish your demonstration, will we still have a chance to do it ourselves?
The three wanted to object, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Indeed, having someone demonstrate it in front of you could be truly helpful.
The security supervisor, who was being completely ignored, had his facial muscles twitching wildly.
His smugness, cruelty, and glee made him look like a clown in the face of the other party's inexplicable words.
"Baka yarou!"
He finally roared hysterically, veins bulging on his forehead and neck.
"You dare to humiliate me even when you're about to die!!"
"Fire! Turn them into a pincushion!!"
He pulled the trigger!
The dozen or so burly men in black around them were also about to fire their guns, ready to shoot these arrogant Chinese people on the spot.
At the critical moment.
Chen You finally made a move.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling moves.
He simply raised his right hand "slowly" and made a fist in the air, pointing forward.
It was as if they wanted to hold all the air in the room in their palms.
"Sizzle—"
A faint, almost imperceptible hum of electricity rang out.
Followed by.
More than a dozen thin, spider-web-like streaks of dark purple lightning appeared out of thin air in various corners of the room.
They flash by so fast that even the human retina can't catch them.
Where the lightning flashed, the burly men in black who were just about to pull the trigger froze.
The ferocious expressions on their faces froze instantly, and their pupils dilated in a flash.
The gun in his hand slipped limply to the ground, making a series of clanging sounds.
The next second, these people collapsed to the ground like rag dolls whose bones had been removed.
A wisp of extremely thin blue smoke rose from each person, and a strange smell of burning protein permeated the air.
All the lights and hidden security cameras in the room simultaneously emitted tiny sparks and went out.
The entire space instantly fell into darkness and deathly silence.
The only source of light was a wisp of flickering purple electricity still clinging to Chen You's fingertips, which illuminated his serene face like that of a deity.
one strike.
Total annihilation.
The security supervisor remained in the firing position, his finger stiffly on the trigger, but his arm was trembling violently and uncontrollably.
He did not fall.
Chen You deliberately spared his life.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but with a "poof," he exhaled a thick cloud of black smoke.
He stared blankly at the corpses emitting blue smoke all over the ground, then looked incredulously at the man standing in the darkness like a demon.
My mind is blank.
The logic has completely collapsed.
What... what is this?
Hallucination?
Or is it that I am actually dead and what I am seeing is a scene from hell?
He was shaking violently, his teeth chattering.
Ultimately, all the extreme fear, shock, and disbelief converged into a broken and hoarse syllable.
"N-Nani?!"
(Wha...what?!)