Return from the second dimension

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, a roar suddenly came from the sky above the city, which seemed very clear in the deadly city.

Soon there were two black spots appearing, and they kept getting closer to the place where Tang Zhen and the others were. It could be judged that it was two helicopters.

"Master, here they are!"

The young man in a suit blew a whistle and said in a faint tone, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, like other Eastern monks, he looked down on this so-called monk alliance, so there was no respect in his tone.

Sun Daquan and others were silent, like a stone man, as if this matter had nothing to do with them.

Before long, the helicopter flew overhead.

A rope fell from the hatch, and then someone descended to the ground, one after another, at an amazing speed.

Obviously they are well-trained elites, but Sun Daquan and others who saw this scene showed disdainful smiles.

"This kind of method is okay to show off in front of mortals. If it is to hunt monsters, it is not enough to be afraid of death!"

In their words, there was unconcealed contempt, as if they were watching a monkey act.

Tang Zhen chuckles when he hears this, and he is indeed an enemy, and the same is true among monks.

If you look down on each other's eyes, you must take advantage of your tongue if you find an opportunity.

This is still in the case of evenly matched power. If the strength is in a state of crushing, then it is not a verbal advantage, but a direct attack.

This is the world of practice, pure and cruel.

"It shouldn't be. Does the so-called cultivator alliance have only this method?"

Tang Zhen's figures were constantly falling from the sky, and doubts flashed in his eyes, feeling that things were different from what he had imagined.

If the opponent only has this strength, then going to the center of the city is no different from looking for death.

However, at the next moment, a figure jumped from the helicopter, without clinging to the rope at all.

Falling from this height, even the steel body would be deformed, but the person jumped down without any scruples.

Dare to do this, or be a pure lunatic, or have extraordinary skills.

The opponent obviously belongs to the latter. When he was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly stopped in the air, and then the kite fluttered.

Then another figure jumped out, some of them had wings on their backs, some of them were as agile as apes, and they all landed on the ground in extraordinary ways.

In fact, there is only one possibility for the opponent to use this way of playing, and that is to show his strength in this way.

Wen is no first, Wu is no second, everyone is a monk, it is inevitable that there will be a heart of comparison.

But Tang Zhen faintly discovered that the feeling these monks gave to people was very strange, completely different from the feeling that Sun Daquan gave people.

After careful consideration, the reason was discovered. It turned out that the energy fluctuations of the two sides were completely different, which was probably caused by different cultivation methods.

It is for this reason that the monks of both camps are naturally repelled. No wonder the relationship between them is so tense.

It seems that it's not just the contradiction of ideas, but the main reason is the different cultivation system.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen men and women of different appearances appeared on the street, all of them from the International Union of Monks.

He looked at the place of Tang Zhen and others, his expression was stiff and indifferent, and he could not see any kindness.

Not far behind them, a group of heavily armed soldiers are gathering and approaching. Compared with ordinary soldiers, they carry more sophisticated weapons and equipment.

"These guys, it seems that the people are not good..."

The old woman took a peek at Tang Zhen, then looked at the alliance members standing in the middle of the street, and said in a cold voice.

"These are not important. I just want to get to the center of the city as soon as possible and eliminate the source of the disaster.

As for the various disputes in the spiritual world, I am not interested in paying attention to it, and you had better not participate in them.

If I delay my business, what consequences will be suffered, I think you know very well."

Tang Zhen glanced at the old woman and the others, and warned in a faint tone.

Sun Daquan and the others shuddered, recalling the feeling that life is better than death, and immediately became honest.

Any bullshit disputes are not as important as their own lives. Since Tang Zhen is unwilling to participate in it, they naturally don't bother to bother about it.

As for the concept of family and country, the monks are equally indifferent. They really only care about themselves.

But having said that, clay figurines are still three-pointers, and if this group of monks alliance guys dare to provoke them deliberately, they will definitely not be polite.

Don't fight for steamed bread, if you are bullied and don't resist, then don't take this path of practice as soon as possible.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."

Seeing that the members of the cultivator alliance had arrived, Tang Zhen led the crowd onto the street, ready to meet and move on.

After seeing Tang Zhen and others walking over, the members of the monk alliance still looked serious, constantly looking up and down.

The look in his eyes was not polite, even faintly provocative, and I didn't know why.

After Tang Zhen obtained the system, his perception became particularly acute, so he immediately felt the faint hostility of the other party.

This made him feel very uncomfortable. He didn't like to cooperate with the other party himself, but because he considered that the other party was a local snake, he chose to compromise.

Now the other party had adopted such an attitude as soon as they met, which also aroused a trace of anger in Tang Zhen's heart.

But he didn't say anything, instead he planned to continue to see what the hell was going on and why was the hostility so great?

After Tang Zhen stopped, one of the leading alliance members spoke, but the gurgling foreign language was not understood at all.

Tang Zhen frowned, glanced at Sun Daquan and the others, and found that their faces were also confused.

You don't need to ask, and they certainly don't understand.

After seeing the appearance of Tang Zhen and others, the members of the monk alliance got up and curled their lips, showing weird expressions.

It is extremely impolite to cooperate between the two parties without sending an interpreter to accompany them.

"Will you speak human words, if you can't speak words, please get rid of Laozi as soon as possible!"

The monk in the short coat turned his eyes strangely, and said in a cold voice, obviously he couldn't understand the members of the monk alliance.

As a result, these people continued to speak, but this time they were talking to each other, speaking in that foreign language.

With that slightly contemptuous expression, it really makes people feel very uncomfortable, even a kind of provocation.

Tang Zhen felt a little irritable, and the system suddenly popped up a prompt stating that he could activate the voice pack for free and instantly learn more than 5,000 common or unfamiliar languages.

Tang Zhen didn't hesitate, and directly clicked to receive activation. The feeling that others spoke but couldn't understand it was extremely uncomfortable.

But in a blink of an eye, Tang Zhen understood the content of the other party's words, and then his expression changed slightly.

There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, but there was a cold look in his eyes, obviously in a state of anger.

Sun Daquan and others are all veterans of observing words and expressions. After seeing Tang Zhen's performance, how could they not realize that he was angry.

So they also sneered, looking at the group of Alliance monks on the opposite side with idiotic eyes.

This group of people who do not know how to live or die, dare to provoke Tang Zhen, and they are destined to be bad luck.

Regardless of Tang Zhen's methods, the controller in his hand is enough to make any monk collapse.

Because no matter how strong he has, once it is implanted by the controller, there is no longer a possibility to get rid of it, and Tang Zhen will completely control life and death.

"Hehe, fools, see how you cry in a while!"

Seeing this, the young man in a suit standing nearby couldn't help but snickered in his heart, and at the same time made up his mind secretly.

Even if Tang Zhen didn't plan to use the controller, he would think of ways to create suitable opportunities for Tang Zhen to control these guys together.

This kind of unlucky thing must be shared by everyone, otherwise it is really unbalanced in my heart!