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Chapter 563 The consequences of different perceptions

The truck was driving on a bumpy road and the atmosphere inside was dull.

Youtiao took a bite of the carrot he brought with him, then turned to ask Baozi: "What happened to you today? Did you take a bullet?"

Baozi lowered his head and said nothing.

"What do you want me to ask you?"

"I am in a bad mood."

"Do you really think you are the eldest son of the Shen family? Why are you in a bad mood?"

Youtiao snorted coldly, "You've been arguing with Big Brother since I came out this morning. This is the third time. I'll remember it for you. What's the matter? Do you want to make a stand?"

Baozi turned his head and said, "I'm not arguing!"

"I won't argue with you. Just remember what you said. When you were fighting with the eldest brother, you agreed that whoever wins will do what the other says. The brothers are watching from the sidelines."

Youtiao broke off a piece of radish and handed it to Wang Yunxiao, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, is this considered contaminated?"

"He is not contaminated, he has a cognitive problem."

Wang Yunxiao shook his head and didn't say much.

There is no free lunch in this world, and there is no distinction between high and low, or difficult or easy, among the Twelve Dharmas.

The practice of the Palace Soldiers Method is the type that seems to have a low threshold but is actually difficult to upgrade.

It’s just like those people who write novels and make videos on the Internet in later generations. You see others becoming famous without any difficulty, but when it’s your turn to do it yourself, you can’t achieve any results.

When I read novels, I want to arrest the authors and put them in jail, and force them to update with a whip. When I write novels, I sit in front of the computer for two hours and can't write a single word.

Practicing the Fubing Method requires complete trust in one's companions, absolute obedience to orders, and the use of collective advantages. It sounds simple, but various problems will arise over time.

For example, like Jiaozi, whose will is not strong enough to resist the erosion of the echo of the outer dimension, it is easy to fall into the illusion and drag down other brothers. So now he can only retreat to the second line and be responsible for logistics work.

Wang Yunxiao himself also has this problem. His personal strength grows too fast. Sometimes he can solve problems by himself without teamwork. His thoughts and cognition will naturally shift. Now his progress in cultivation of the outer way far exceeds that of the right way. As long as he is willing, he can find a suitable opportunity to upgrade to the advanced profession of the outer way - Iron Hawk.

Now it was the steamed dumpling's turn to have problems. In Wang Yunxiao's opinion, this was both reasonable and unexpected.

He originally thought that people like him, whose brains were single-threaded, would be least likely to have problems. But simple brains also have disadvantages, that is, once you have made up your mind about something, even eight bulls can't pull you back.

The idea of ​​​​馃子 is very simple, that is, fighting, it's fun! Killing people, it's fun! If he doesn't obey, beat him up until he obeys.

However, the work of the Special Agents Department today is not as simple as rushing up and chopping melons and vegetables when seeing the enemy.

You may not even be able to find where the enemy is.

This time, the investigation into the Shen family involved psychological warfare and careful planning on both sides from top to bottom, which was difficult for even Wang Yunxiao, who was personally involved, to fully understand, let alone Baozi.

The idea of ​​the 馃子 is very simple - what the hell are you doing? I don't understand! Who are you going to kill?

When Wang Yunxiao didn't understand, he could just use his fists to solve the problem. But his fists were not strong enough to solve the problem.

It is inevitable that confusion and anger will arise.

so……

"Let's go back and stew the mutton tonight."

When you encounter this kind of trouble, if you don’t have professional psychological counseling skills, then the Secret Service’s secret can of braised lamb can also solve the problem.

Wang Yunxiao turned his head and said loudly to the other side: "Captain Yan, let's have lamb tonight..." Boom——!
Before he could finish his words, the truck under him flew up into the air.

A ball of fire suddenly exploded from the road where the truck had just passed, and the huge impact force blew the truck weighing more than ten tons away on the spot.

No one expected this to happen.

Even with Wang Yunxiao's keen perception, he didn't notice any clues.

Or maybe it was because of the fatigue from running back and forth all day that he inevitably became a little slack in spirit.

But there was no point in thinking about it now.

"Enemy attack——!"

Wang Yunxiao roared and grabbed a piece of iron that was stabbing Ma Tuan's eyes.

That should have been the cover of the side of the truck. The sharp iron piece cut a huge wound in the palm of his hand, and the blood kept flowing.

The truck was still rolling, and no one was able to keep their balance under such sudden circumstances.

The next moment, the entire truck disappeared out of thin air, turning into a piece of paper that slowly floated down, and the people sitting in the truck fell directly to the ground.

To be more precise, it rolled into the ditch.

However, the crisis did not disappear. The sharp rocks on the ground were like natural traps, which immediately left half of the troops covered in wounds.

The air was filled with a burning smell and the stench of sulfur.

Wang Yunxiao knelt on one leg to support his body. He looked carefully and found that there were rugged rocks all around him. What was slowly rising and falling in the distance was not the sea, but red lava flows.

"Hell's Rift! Throne Knight!"

The knowledgeable Yan Yu'an immediately realized the current situation and provided Wang Yunxiao with the clearest information in the shortest words.

It’s a pity that Wang Yunxiao looked confused.

What is a Knight of the Throne?

I seem to have heard Teacher Liu talk about it before, but I have already forgotten it.

Of course, it’s not impossible to understand it in your own way—no matter what is on the other side, it should be the last trump card that the Shen family can play!

The logic is very simple. Since they cannot be bribed with money, they can just hire someone to kill and find a deserted place to deal with Wang Yunxiao and other troublemakers. Naturally, no one will meddle in other people's business.

It is obvious that the opponent came prepared. After the explosion, their three teams have fallen into the hell dimension, which is obviously the opponent's home court.

Wang Yunxiao followed Yan Yu'an's gaze and saw a giant whose face could not be seen clearly sitting on a throne made of skeletons at the end of the darkness, with his hands crossed and staring at him silently.

This is obviously the boss at the end of the level, and the appetizer has arrived.

While the soldiers were in chaos and had not yet deployed their formation, the sound of four legs running was heard in the darkness.

Those were the hell blood wolves that Wang Yunxiao and his team had fought against before. They were made by peeling off human skin and twisting their limbs. They came running from all directions and surrounded the group.

We're ambushed!

What about the Secret Service headquarters?
The first thing Wang Yunxiao thought of was Teacher Liu’s safety.

(End of this chapter)