Super God Gene

Boom!

Black flue gas, like a flame, erupted from Hansen, suddenly shook the ice silk wrapped around him, and Hansen suddenly chopped the red flame dragon wildly and horizontally, turning large pieces of water silk into water vapor.

“Silver, come here.” Hanson shouted at the little silver silver. The little silver flew into Hanson's arms, hugging the little silver silver, waving the red flame storm dragon suddenly chopped the horizontal wire, and rushed to the person beside the pond, reaching out and pulling that thing out of his clothes pocket, then chopped the water wire and rushed towards the bamboo forest.

Water filaments still chase Hansen, no matter how much Hansen chops, there will be more filaments coming out of the pool, as if infinitely.

Fortunately, the beast soul of the Magic Beast can resist those water filaments. The flame properties of the Red Flame Dragon Clash also have a grammed effect on the water filament, allowing Hanson to split the water filament smoothly into the bamboo forest.

Hanson went into the bamboo forest, and the water filaments didn't come back, as if they were countless crystal hairs, slowly retreating back into the pool.

“Fortunately, the beast of the Magic Beast is here, otherwise even if he releases the little angel, he doesn't know if he can resist those terrible filaments of water.” Hansen was confused and wondered what those filaments were.

Hanson stared at the water pond for a while and no longer saw anything strange, so he lowered his head and looked at what was in his hand.

What I just got out of that population pocket was a wallet with lots of cards in it, but it looks very old, much bigger and thicker than the current card, not as light as the current card, and hundreds of cards stacked together are very thin.

With only twenty or thirty cards in it, it's already a thick stack of cards, packed full.

“It seems that the person who really should have been a hundred years ago was right, and probably randomly went to a sanctuary in the nearby desert. I don't know how I found this place, but I ended up trapped by the water filament.” Hanson looked at the cards and speculated.

Because they are older cards, many of them Hanson doesn't know what they're used for, apart from some of the bigger intergalactic cards that still exist today.

Suddenly, Hanson's pupil contracted, and Hanson saw a crystal card, and on the back of that crystal card, Hanson saw a familiar pattern.

“Bloody cat!” Hansen was so surprised that he didn't expect to see this pattern here, meaning that the man who was trapped in the pool was probably part of that mysterious organization.

“Looks like that organization has been around for a really long time. What does it really have to do with blood teaching?” Hanson continues to look at the rest of the cards.

All of a sudden, Hanson's eyes were so big, his eyes were all a little prominent.

Among those cards, he actually held a work card. On the front of the work card, Hanson clearly saw a line of words "Secret Service Investigation Section, Action Team 7, investigator Qin Huaizhen. ”

This work permit is exactly the same as the relic Hanson got, except it's a different name.

“Qin Huaizhen... could it be the Qin family ancestor?” Hanson heard Qin Xuan say that Qin Xuan did have an elder in the 7th Action Miss of the Special Investigation Section.

Hanson looked strangely at the man by the pool, if this man was the ancestor of the Qin family, how could he die here?

“Wait, is he really dead? He still has a strong breath of life, which is impossible to fake, which means he may not be dead.” Hanson's eyes turned a little hot as he looked at men.

He was curious to know exactly what had happened to Action Group 7 that year. If this person was really the ancestor of the Qin family, if he was really alive, he might be able to learn the truth from his mouth.

Hanson looked hot at the man by the pool, that man was very likely to live, the instant freezing technology was ripe in this era, and there were a lot of self-freezing people, thawing was not a difficult thing.

However, it requires some modern technical support, and if it is simply frozen, it can cause great damage to the human body and even thawing it will be difficult to survive.

Hanson doesn't know if the man's condition will survive thawing, and there's no thawing equipment here unless he's taken back to the league.

After a moment of hesitation, Hansen rushed to the water again, he really wanted to know what happened to Action Group 7, which was probably his only chance. After all, almost all the people in Action Group 7 were dead, and now he finds a possibility of not dying. Hansen won't let go, even if there is a slight possibility to try.

After Hanson stepped out of the bamboo grove, the water filaments in the pool popped up again, but for Hanson, who had three super beast souls, those filaments couldn't help him.

Hanson cut open the filament and smoothly came to the pool, about to lift the man, but suddenly heard that the pool was like a blow up, in a wave, a clear alien creature like a jellyfish rushed out of the pool.

Under its control, the cold water in the pool swept to Hansen, while the tentacles beneath it swept past Hansen.

Although the Magic Beast and the Red Flame Dragon Clash were able to restrain the water filament, it was also very difficult to act in that myriad of filament surges. After the filament was cut open, a crystal clear tentacle had wrapped Hanson's body around it.

Hansonton felt only the cold gushing at his waist, an irresistible force attacked him and instantly pulled him towards the cold.

Hanson's heart was hard, the red flame dragon in his hand slashed towards the tentacle, only his arm was lifted, and he was wrapped by another hand, he couldn't even cut it down.

Little silver sprayed silver thunder angrily, trying to destroy the tentacle, but even it was wrapped by a transparent tentacle and pulled into the cold pool.

The silver thunderbolts explained on the body of the little silver could not destroy the transparent tentacles.

“Little angel!” Hanson couldn't resist but summon the little angel.

The jihadist angel appeared in the sky, and the clear sword flashed through his hand, instantly cutting off the tentacles wrapped around Hanson and Silver, causing the jellyfish alien to howl.

“Little angel, good job, kill that bastard.” Hanson was overjoyed, and the red flame storm dragon burst into a tidy filament in his hand, giving orders to the little angel.

The little angel's face was as ruthless as a goddess's, the golden waves were long and dancing, the convex body instantly tore apart space, and the sword cut open countless filaments of water, like a split wave, directly on the jellyfish's foreign creature.