After Jiang Daoqian's body died, there was only a piece of coke left, and there was nothing else, and after thinking for a while, Ye Fan raised a samadhi true fire, turning his remains into ashes and blending into the cold wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just as he was about to leave, the soles of his feet suddenly touched a hard thing, and Ye Fan looked down and saw that it was a gray bracelet, lying in the mud.

"Huh? This is ...... Storage bracelets?" Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became hot, this thing is very common on the Xiuzhen Planet, but on Earth, it is the first time he has seen it, it is really rare.

I didn't expect Jiang Daoqian, the old thief, to have a storage bracelet, which was really an unexpected gain.

Without time to take a closer look at the bracelet, Ye Fan turned around and headed south, heading towards the Canadian town......

At this moment, in District 51 of Nevada, USA, in a secret space, the six figures sitting on the seat of the Dominator seemed to be petrified, and the entire dream hall was silent, only the rows of arc-shaped light curtains were shining silently, showing unusual fragments.

It's rare for anything to alarm these six people at the same time, but this time, they had to drop everything and gather here.

After a long time, the old black man in one of the seats pinched his chin and sighed.

"That's what Superman looks like...... To us, it's as far away as the Southern Cross......"

"Could this be an epoch-making humanoid weapon developed by the Orientals?" said a gray-haired old white man, his hands intertwined, his expression very serious, and a badge embroidered on his chest, which was five sharp arrows through the crown.

"Of course not, as far as I know, this is some kind of spell that has been lost by their ancient people......" The four-star general sitting next to him had a calm face.

Through the spy satellite, they witnessed the spectacular scene of Jiang Daoqian carrying a nuclear bomb, and this scene deeply shocked these high-ranking rulers.

"Is it necessary to continue the Superman Project, who can defeat these Oriental non-humans?" said a lady with skin and a look like a twenty-eight girl, her voice sounding like that of a grandmother.

"Your Excellency, what do you suggest?" the old black man asked the most mysterious of them all, the man wrapped all under his trench coat and helmet.

"The Superman Project can still be carried out!" the man's slightly hoarse voice echoed throughout the space, "Constantly challenging the limits of humanity is the direction we have been striving for, and we should not give up easily. ”

"But do you have a more specific plan, let's say, who to experiment with?" said the lady, spreading her hands, "The super soldiers transformed in the laboratory are capable of resisting their spells?"

The legion commander nodded: "Of course there is hope! If the experiment is based on the peak martial artists, then I believe that it is not impossible to resist the attack of nuclear bombs." ”

His confident attitude immediately made everyone's eyes light up, and all eyes were focused on his black helmet.

"What do you mean......"

"Alcatraz Prison, there's the guy we need there. The commander's eyes flickered, and his calm posture gave people a very sure feeling.

Several other people suddenly realized

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