Wu Zhenjun was making a lot of noise. Because they were closing in, many of the lead teachers had surrounded the two military tents. A lot of onlookers who didn't know what was going on crowded around them.
"What's going on? Is this an impromptu performance by the teachers? "someone asked.
They had no idea that a bunch of people representing the foreign rebel group Night Chief had infiltrated their ranks.
By the time most of the students came back to their senses, the situation was already effectively under control.
"Everyone, don't join in the fun, do what you have to do! This has nothing to do with you. " Several of the lead teachers had taken the initiative to maintain order at the front, because more and more students were coming over to watch, and there was the possibility of unexpected danger.
Dopey Guo and Super Chen drank the salted vegetable soup that Zhai Yin had served them contentedly as they watched the situation from a distance.
Super Chen elbowed Dopey Guo. "What's going on? Does your uncle have any information? "
Dopey Guo frowned and replied, "Maybe it has something to do with foreign forces."
"Foreign forces?" Super Chen was puzzled.
"Mm." Dopey Guo nodded. "Every year, some foreign forces sneak into the remains. I heard my uncle say before that the country is going to crack down hard on them. But I didn't expect them to be so heavy-handed … It can be said that using musical weapons is quite insane. "
Next to him, Little Peanut pursed his lips and said doubtfully, "Is it really that bad?"
Dopey Guo: "Do you know why there are always some incidents in the music talent shows every year? Those people who look stupid and think they're good at singing go up to show off their voices, but in the end, their singing almost makes the judges flip their tables … "
Super Chen: "Why?"
Dopey Guo sighed. "It's because they gained confidence from the musical weapons!"
Super Chen: "…"
Little Peanut: "…"
Wang Ling: "…"
Speaking up to this point, Dopey Guo was suddenly a little curious again. "Do you think there's anyone in our class who can sing well? I remember that we have a 'Good Singing Class' activity at the start of next semester? Someone has to lead the singing! "
At that moment, everyone turned to look at Wang Ling.
Because Wang Ling had sung in class with a guitar before, and he had done a pretty good job!
Wang Ling: "…"
Super Chen patted Wang Ling on the shoulder. "Wang Ling, it's up to you! Anyway, you usually don't speak, so it's good to have a few more lines! "
Dopey Guo: "This subject agrees!"
Little Peanut: "This subject agrees!"
Wang Ling: "…"
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President Dylan hadn't expected that they would be targeted from the start … and that the other party would treat them in such an inhumane manner. Although they had long heard that the song Wu Yifan hummed when Daoist Wu was bathing was a great weapon, they hadn't expected this Wu Zhenjun, as Daoist Wu's disciple, to be so savage that he had even preserved his shifu's dry voice when he was bathing!
In an instant, President Dylan's expression changed drastically. "You … If you dare to sing, we'll all die together!"
The music master, Irascible Dharmaraja Daoist Wu, was extremely lethal … No one wanted to test him, not even President Dylan.
This was a great killing weapon …
As long as the recording was combined with a sound amplifying magic treasure, it could be used.
Wu Zhenjun was already prepared for President Dylan's words, and he gave the signal again. "Skr! Skr！ Skr！”
As soon as he said this, President Dylan saw the rest of the medical staff in the tent take out earplugs that they had prepared beforehand and put them in their ears.
President Dylan: "…"
MMP！ It turned out that it had all been prepared in advance!
At that moment, the soundproofing barrier outside the military tent had already been set up.
Next, as long as the dry voice was played, the rest of the people wouldn't be affected.
Knock out a bunch of people first!
With a smile on his face, Wu Zhenjun directly threw a magic ball with sound and shadow into the military tent. The moment the magic ball hit the ground, it shattered like glass, and the voice of the legendary Melody Daoist Wu Yifan finally rang out from within.
It was just a recording of Wu Yifan's bath, but the moment the glass ball hit the ground, it actually turned into a powerful force that could shake the air. Visible sound waves spread out on the spot like pulsing energy waves …
For a moment, the Night Chief cultivators covered their ears and rolled on the ground in pain.
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A few minutes later, the Night Chief members who had been disguised as medical staff were all tied up and carried out. Huaxiu Alliance had specially prepared the Immortal-Binding Rope for them this time; the more they struggled, the tighter they got, and it also suppressed their spirit energy.
"Done." Wu Zhenjun clapped his hands.
Wu Zhenjun's heart was at ease now that this matter had come to an end. At the very least, he didn't have to worry about the students' safety anymore.
His face was dark, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not. He stared coldly at President Dylan. "You'll be detained for the time being. I suggest you tell us the truth. We've already applied to the international prison for your detention, and we should get a reply very soon."
More than ten years ago, Huaxiu nation had specially applied to establish an international prison to deal with criminals who infiltrated from abroad. There were three international prisons in the world, and one of them was located in Huaxiu's capital, Jinghua city.
In fact, the international prison had been established more than ten years ago for the sake of today's plan.
President Dylan grit his teeth and was very unwilling to give up. He had underestimated Huaxiu Alliance's determination to strike down this time.
Ever since he had found out about the fake remains, President Dylan had felt that he should have been more cautious. Although they had infiltrated the remains this time, the other party had been watching them the whole time.
This had been a huge strategic mistake …
As Night Chief's commander this time, President Dylan naturally couldn't escape the blame.
But right now, they still had a chance to struggle, and hadn't lost everything.
Because just now, President Dylan had observed that there was one person who hadn't been caught …
And that person was none other than that teenage killer "Ghost Head Blade," who had recently been in the limelight among Dark Network members, and was known as Numinous Mother's third disciple.
President Dylan narrowed his eyes as he continued to ponder.
Sure enough, hiring Ghost Head Blade at a high price back then had been the right decision, even though she was ten times more expensive than the other Dark Network members.
But sure enough, there was a reason for it.
At least for now, Ghost Head Blade had become the last hope of the entire Night Chief village.
But then again, the moment that sound wave magic ball had been thrown, Ghost Head Blade had still been by his side! But how on earth had she escaped?
President Dylan was stunned by Ghost Head Blade's swift and violent reaction.
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