The Marvelous Dragon Balls

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A week later, at 2:30 in the afternoon, Li's Chinese Restaurant.

"Lorna!"

Yin Shengte untied the dirty apron, and while walking towards the door of the store, he said to Lorna: "I'll go out for a walk, and the store will leave it to you."

Upon hearing this, Lorna curled her lips: "Boss, are you going to molest the agents of SHIELD again?"

"What do you know?!"

Insint glanced at Lorna contemptuously: "I'm practicing anti-tracking skills!"

"In terms of your nasty and funny character, boss, this sentence is really incredible..."

"...Less long-winded! Take a good look at the store!"

After Sainte let go of these words without anger, he strode out of the restaurant, and at the same time turned on the breath sensor, searching for suspicious qi nearby. However, all combatants have better physical fitness than ordinary people. On the contrary, the intensity of their qi must exceed that of ordinary people. When they are placed in the crowd, not to mention stand out from the crowd, at least they are more eye-catching.

In a short while, Yin Sheng found two suspicious targets gathered together, and could not help but mutter to himself: "Has it changed again? They really don't give up..."

"Hmm... I followed, it really was them."

Yin Sheng got into the alley skillfully, and after sensing that two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were following him, he jumped up suddenly, and with the help of the fire ladder behind the residential building, he rushed to the roof in twos or twos, condescendingly around Behind the two agents, watching them wandering around like headless flies, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction...

"Well, Lorna's words are not wrong. I did do it for practice in the beginning, but now, it really has changed a bit..."

Yin Shengte scratched the back of his head, and his expression was quite tangled: "Or, from tomorrow, let's forget it?"

...

Eight hours later, SHIELD, the headquarters of Trident.

Phil Coleson sat at a desk and reported to the one-eyed black bald exchange sitting behind the desk: "Director, Insant played a trick on our new agent today. No matter how we change, he Always able to identify their identities accurately, I think this should be Gui Xianliu's "breath induction"."

Having said that, Coleson added: "Furthermore, he not only has extraordinary investigative ability, he can even rely on'breath shielding' to fool our various detection instruments. Once out of our field of vision, basically It is impossible to be found again, unless we can place a tracker on him, otherwise, we will not be able to accurately grasp his whereabouts."

One-eyed Black Bald frowned slightly, and summed up: "In other words, in this whole week, we haven't worked out any effective targeted tactics for Guixianliu martial arts?"

"not at all."

Coleson showed a bitter expression: "We have to admit that because of Saint Tete’s confident attitude, it is not blind self-confidence. The inheritance of Guixian Liu is indeed very comprehensive, even from the perspective of modern tactics. Those skills are also very effective. If faced with a group of people like him, unless they are willing to confront us head-on stupidly, otherwise, our conventional methods of attack are likely to fail, not to mention, in order to Age, it is very likely that they are indeed the weakest group of people in Guixianliu..."

"..."

One-eyed black and bald was silent for a while, and he touched his chin and asked, "How is our think tank's research on'breath cultivation'?"

"Combined with all the Qi refining materials from'Kunlun' in the bureau, those experts who are proficient in Chinese culture have unanimously concluded that if you can't let the beginners experience the'sense of breath' through methods such as'breath giving' , Then, I am afraid that no one can sense one's own qi without a teacher, let alone practice with it.

The one-eyed black bald chin lightly said: "That is to say, no one can be self-taught and must be introduced by a master?"

"Yes, this also indirectly proves that the master of Insent, the Turtle Immortal, did stay in New York for a period of time. However, this is after all ten years ago. We want to trace his traces. I am afraid it will be more difficult."

Hearing this, the one-eyed black and bald face knocked on the table with no expression: "In Sainte claims that it took ten years to have today's strength. Has this been proven?"

"There is no conclusive evidence, but based on the information in the bureau about Kunlun and various legends in China, we have reason to believe that he did not lie."

After that, Coleson's eyes flickered: "Listening to the chief, do you have any thoughts on the inheritance of Guixianliu?"

"Of course I have an idea! As long as we can obtain this heritage, we can steadily increase supernatural combat power! Even if the training cycle is a little longer, it is completely worth it."

Halfway through the words of the one-eyed black bald, he suddenly hit the table with a fist: "However, the potential threat of Guixianliu is huge, but we are not afraid of it! Before you can find out their heels and feet, you can explore the tone of Insent. , But be careful not to arouse his vigilance, let alone act rashly."

"Yes, Director."

Coleson nodded in agreement. You only need to look at the Kunlun Kungshou Club, which has been fighting for hundreds of years, to understand what Guixianliu will achieve in order to maintain its own unique heritage. It must be. At all costs, we must also clean up the door, and just think about it, if there are more than one hundred Insents, unending attacks on SHIELD...

After a shuddering trembling, Coulson came back to his senses, and then reported: "There is one more thing, Danny Rand, who was taken away by the hand club, made a big noise last night. The stronghold on the outskirts of New York has clearly discovered their true colors."

"This will happen sooner or later."

The one-eyed black bald curled his lips in disdain: "He is Kunlun’s immortal iron fist, and he has been instilled in the idea of'following the hands together without dying' since he was a child. Although, he is the stupidest iron fist of all generations from Kunlun. ! However, the hand-healing club wants to re-brainwash him and turn him into his own use. That is purely whimsical!"

"Aren't we intervening yet?"

Coleson said with concern: "Kunlun’s peripheral organization, the True Pure Club, has also been very restless recently. It is asking for news about Iron Fist. Obviously I know that their leader has already appeared in New York. I always feel that if we continue to develop like this, a big battle is in sight.

"Wait!"

One-eyed Black Bald narrowed his only eye: "Pay close attention to the movements of both sides. When they concentrate on fighting, we will give them another fatal blow!"