Supreme Psychology - Chapter 518 Brain waves interfere with central nerves

"Yeah." Tang Wanrong nodded vigorously, grabbed Wang Sen's palm, and drew a circle in the palm of his hand with his fingers, "I will wait for you."

Wang Sen's passionate blood rushed into his heart. Regardless of Su Ya's presence, she brought Tang Wanrong Tower into her arms and kissed her tender face hard. Tang Wanrong was so embarrassed that she was so red that she could hear her ears. Wang Sen laughed and turned around and walked out of the door. Tang Wanrong hurriedly chased her out, but Wang Sen had disappeared in the elevator.

"I wish him a safe return." Tang Wanrong, who has always been unbeliever, even put his hands together and prayed to the sky. She believed that her little Sensen would definitely be auspicious people to have their own appearance.

"Ria, now report your physical condition all over your body right away." Wang Sen issued an order while driving. Ria jumped out and looked up at the gem above her head that had turned into a blue color. "Yes, now the psychic energy value is one thousand points. You can barely use brain wave interference. Master, why don't we charge it first?"

It was too late. Wang Sen was anxious and ordered that all of these thousand points of spiritual energy be dispersed throughout his body. In this way, his dizziness and nausea would be much lighter, but the power had not recovered to the point before he was injured, but it was enough to use it to bluff.

The car was driving fast on the highway, and ahead was a dilapidated Guandi Temple. During the Cultural Reform period, the land was smashed by the Red Guards. In recent years, a real estate developer bought the land and went bankrupt as soon as it was about to be developed. Therefore, the dilapidated Guandi Temple stood alone in an unfinished building. The roof of the flying eaves and brackets had long been dilapidated, and the temple exuded a strange smell. From time to time, one or two sparrows flew around inside and landed on the head of Master Guandi, which looked particularly funny.

Wang Sen got out of the car, carried m4a1, and walked into Guandi Temple with big strides. At first glance, he saw Fang Qing, who was tied into rice dumplings, with tears on her face. Her boyfriend Li Yang was lying on the ground, with water all over his body, and his forehead was swollen. There were also a few obvious slap marks on his white and clean face. It was obvious that he was beaten up very much.

"Wang Sen, you're finally here." As he spoke, a tall middle-aged man with deep eyes walked out of it, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, with short hair standing stubbornly, and a knife in his hand was fiddling down and spinning back and forth. The middle-aged man picked up an apple on the altar, slashed it a few times and threw it to Wang Sen, "Seeing that your boy's face is not good, eat an apple first to replenish it. I'll take you to the Hall of Hell later, so I can be a full devil."

Wang Sen took the apple, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Fang Qing shouted loudly, don’t eat it, beware it was poisonous! Wang Sen just smiled and walked around Fang Qing and came directly to the tall and thin man, "Thank you for your apple, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"Young man, you have a good memory!" The middle-aged man laughed. After laughing, he bowed to Wang Sen. "I am Zhong Weihong, a major general of the ISR Mercenary Organization. He is known as the sick Yan Luo. What a young man, are he scared by my name?"

"I was shocked, but I was a little shocked, but I didn't believe it." Wang Sen smiled, "Zhong Weihong, Major General? Then you have a lot of soldiers under your command, why do you have to do it yourself?"

Zhong Weihong snorted, looked up and down at Wang Sen, and said with a smile, "Wang Sen, your chassis is unstable, your qi is weak and your blood is weak, obviously you have lost too much blood. I didn't kill you last night, and you may not be able to escape today. Brothers, take action!"

Wang Sen quickly looked fast, and immediately raised his rifle and fired three shots in the direction of Zhong Weihong. Zhong Weihong was not vague. He hid in a stool and avoided Wang Sen's bullets, threw out the flying knife. The flying knife swung in the air and slashed straight to Wang Sen's head!

Wang Sen subconsciously lowered his head, and the blade flew over his hair. Wang Sen took the gun and pointed it at the flying knife in the air. With a bang, the bullet hit the tip of the flying knife and flew to the ground with a loud bang. After seeing it, Zhong Weihong was shocked and hurriedly greeted his subordinates, "What are you doing when you are stunned? Kill this kid for me!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability!" Wang Sen rolled on the spot, rushed to the altar like a ball, grabbed a blue brick and shouted at the face of the mercenary who was rushing towards him. The mercenary could not dodge and was hit by the brick, with bleeding from his nose and falling to the ground on his back.

"A bunch of food!" Zhong Weihong said angrily, but he sat aside and watched his subordinates fight with Wang Sen, without any intention of helping.

Wang Sen was picking the second brick under the table. Suddenly he looked up and thought to himself that something was wrong. A big man appeared at the door holding an m60 machine gun and pointed the trigger at the place where Wang Sen was hiding. The machine gun hit the altar like a rainstorm, causing wood chips to fly. Wang Sen had nowhere to dodge, pushed the altar away, and raised his body, grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which was like a figure of Master Guan, and jumped up. The bullet chased his heel and hit the clay statue. Soon the statue was full of holes.

"What a powerful spiritual power!" The moment Wang Sen's hand touched the Guandi statue, Rhea was the first to jump out and shouted, crazily absorbing the spiritual energy accumulated on the statue for many years. The spiritual power gathered by the worship of believers was extremely pure and quickly flowed into Wang Sen's body like a flood. However, Wang Sen only absorbed a little and hurriedly let go, because the enemy's machine gun bullets chased after him again.

Wang Sen turned around and hid behind the statue. The strong man with a gun changed into a new bullet link and walked into the temple with a heavy body stepped on the blue brick floor, making a buzzing sound. Fang Qing tilted her head and looked at the chaos in front of her with a burning face. She began to pray for Wang Sen. Please let him survive. If he died, these people would not let me go.

"The king, come out and die. What kind of good guy is hiding!" Zhong Weihong said sarcastically, but Wang Sen is not stupid. I am now being beaten into a honeycomb by you? Do you really think I am stupid? The strong man lifted the machine gun and winked at Zhong Weihong. Zhong Weihong nodded, stroked his right hand on his neck, and made a gesture of cutting his throat. The strong man then walked to the statue of Guandi with confidence and boldness, lifted his fist the size of a vinegar bowl, and punched him hard at the clay statue.

The foundation of the statue has been smashed by a machine gun, and now it has been punched by a strong man again, falling down crookedly. Wang Sen hurriedly made a mistake and was almost hit by the falling statue. When he poked his head out again, the strong man's fat face had already lie in front of his face, revealing a big tooth and giggled at him.

Wang Sen grabbed a brick and shouted fiercely on the fat face of a smirk, making the strong man scream. He picked up the machine gun and opened fire in Wang Sen's position. Wang Sen's cat hit the strong man's lower body and hit the strong man's lower abdomen. The saber in his hand decisively stabbed his chest, but the tip of the knife had already pierced into the strong man's fat flesh, but it stopped forcibly.

When Wang Sen looked up, Zhong Weihong was already standing beside him, grabbing the blade with his hands, and blood flowed, but there was no sign of letting go. Several mercenaries held their guns and pressed them against Wang Sen's forehead. As long as Zhong Weihong gave an order, they would immediately blow Wang Sen's head.

"Your surnamed Wang, you are good at it, but no matter how fast the knife is, it is not as fast as the bullet!" Zhong Weihong snatched the saber in Wang Sen's hand and threw it on the ground. Wang Sen sighed, and there were balls of Venus in front of him, and all his energy was exhausted. He leaned against the dilapidated statue of Guandi, narrowing his eyes slightly, which could slightly reduce the feeling of dizziness.

"Come on, give me a crisp." Wang Sen smiled bitterly, "I have nothing to say when I die in your hands, but girl Fang Qing is innocent, you want to let her go!"

"Wang Sen, you are indeed a seed of infatuation. You are still thinking about the life and death of a woman when you die." Zhong Weihong sneered and winked at the strong man, "Give him a crisp, go to the Hall of Hell early and be reincarnated as a human being."

"yes!" The strong white man pulled the bolt down and a golden bullet jumped out. He stuffed the bullet into Wang Sen's mouth, lifted the machine gun, and pointed it at his forehead.

Wang Sen felt that his whole body was about to explode, and the vast energy surged in like a big wave. His body couldn't bear it anymore. Just as the strong man pointed his gun at him and was about to open fire, Wang Sen suddenly opened his eyes, and powerful brain waves burst out from his brain, directly attacking the strong man's central brain nerves!

The strong man's eyes were blurred, and he staggered back, and his hand holding the gun suddenly grabbed it tightly, aiming at the people around him and started to fire. Everyone never expected that he would massacre his own people. He couldn't dodge for a moment, but he couldn't dodge it. In an instant, four accomplices were knocked to the ground. Seeing this, Zhong Weihong quickly lowered his waist, grabbed the wooden board of the altar with both hands and hit the strong man's head. The strong man was damaged and could not dodge it. His head was hit hard by the wooden board, turned three circles in place, and fell to the ground in a dizzy manner, unconscious.

"Okay, Wang Sen, I didn't expect you to use evil magic!" Zhong Weihong was indignant and subconsciously got away from Wang Sen a little. Wang Sen smiled and got up from the ground, grabbed a piece of yellow paper on the ground, and shook it at Zhong Weihong, "Chenzhou Talisman, corpse control Talisman, have you heard of it?"

Zhong Weihong naturally didn't listen to his nonsense, but Wang Sen's strength had exceeded his imagination. It turned out that this kid was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! He almost said to him! Thinking of this, Zhong Weihong put down his pistol, raised his hands high, and showed a smile on his face. As an old fried dough stick who was walking in the world, he would not care about any face of victory or defeat. Surrendering is the rule he always adhered to.

"Wang Sen, let's make peace!" As sincerity, Zhong Weihong let go of Fang Qing and personally defeated the strong man who fainted on the ground. Wang Sen's brain began to dizzy again. Although the spiritual energy he absorbed now was strong, his physical fitness was still very weak and he could not support vigorous exercise at all.
Chapter completed!