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Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter [-] Canyon Interception

"Claire, your makeup skills are really good." Su Ya also tore off the thin makeup stickers from her face, and her face returned to the whiteness and cleanliness of the past. Wang Sen also washed his hair with a special potion. Fortunately, Finally regained his original appearance.

"I majored in makeup." Claire smiled, "Sister Su, can you stay here for two more days?"

"I think it's difficult." Su Ya apologetically rejected the little girl's kindness to keep her. At this time, Old John had already filled up an old motorcycle and handed it to Wang Sen himself. Wang Sen Patted this ancient and powerful steel monster, sighed, and sat on it to get acquainted.Shouted to Suya, "Xiaoya, let's go!"

"Welcome to be our guests again!" Claire was still standing on the prairie, waving goodbye to them after the motorcycles had gone far away.

"The policeman just now is a fake." Wang Sen said to Su Ya while riding the motorcycle quickly. Su Ya was stunned and asked him how he knew it. Wang Sen smiled, "You didn't find their police number?" Are they all the same? Clearly their identities are forged."

"You mean, these police officers are all fake?" Su Ya said in surprise, Wang Sen hummed, "Also, before the police left, they said they wanted to drink brandy with Mr. John, but last night Mr. John Having said that, he has been abstaining from alcohol for more than ten years, and the policeman was still a child more than ten years ago, isn't this an obvious mistake?"

"Not good!" Su Ya yelled secretly, "Go back quickly, Mr. John is in danger!"

With a buzzing sound in Wang Sen's mind, he turned the motorcycle in a circle in a hurry, put the accelerator on the maximum, and rushed towards the pasture crazily.

But when they arrived at the ranch, it was too late. The two-story building that was as clean as new in the morning had been swallowed by raging fire. Su Ya jumped off the motorcycle and rushed to the door, and saw the man lying in a pool of blood. Mrs. John, Mr. John fell by the well, with a blood hole the size of a wine cup in his chest, his eyes were wide open, and he had lost the breath of life.

"Claire, Claire!" Su Ya yelled frantically. Wang Sen threw the motorcycle on the grass and strode over. Mrs. John still had a breath and was approaching Mr. John's body in vain. Wang Sen squatted on her bed Beside him, the old man clicked his mouth a few times, not knowing what to say,

"Su Ya, get out of here!" Wang Sen looked at the two old men who were talking and laughing just now, one died and the other was injured in the blink of an eye. He felt sad and cursed loudly. With tears in his eyes, Su Ya ran over from the back of the room and lay on The old man listened to her weak words, and tears fell down.

"The old man said, I want you to take care of Claire." Su Ya wiped her tears and said, Wang Sen nodded hard, and then a relieved smile appeared on the old man's face. It hit Mr. John's right hand, trembling slightly, as if trying to squeeze his hand tightly.

"Claire, where are you?" Wang Sen yelled, and the two searched through boxes and boxes like crazy savages, and finally found Claire in the bullpen who had been injured by a bullet in the lungs. Wang Sen took her away without saying a word. Holding him in his arms, he ran towards the van parked in the backyard to deliver fresh milk.

"Get in the car, what are you waiting for?" Wang Sen yelled at Su Ya, Su Ya came out from the house with two Remington M70 shotguns on her back, and threw one to Wang Sen, "Let's go get revenge!"

"Okay!" Wang Sen put the gun in front of the car seat and said to Su Ya, "Use the first aid kit on the parachute to treat Claire, or she will lose too much blood."

"I see, Brother Wang, please drive!" Su Ya pressed Claire in the rear compartment, tied her hands and feet with nylon ropes, took out the parachute first aid kit that was found from the little devil Yamada yesterday, and found the hemostat. The medicine was sprinkled on Claire's wound. Claire's face turned pale from the pain, and she struggled desperately with her tightly bound hands. Su Ya held her down mercilessly, telling her not to move, and then cut it open. He took off her shirt and started cleaning her wound with tweezers.

After Su Ya bandaged her wound, the car had already driven for more than 30 miles. Su Ya wiped off her sweat and looked at Claire, who was breathing steadily and fell asleep, the stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she was saved Claire, it can be regarded as an explanation to the two old people who died.

"I think they should still be nearby." Wang Sen turned on the radio on the car while driving, "Although I can't find them, I can feel the strong bloody smell emanating from them. We should attract them. Come here, Xiaoya, load your gun, I think we're going to have a tough fight."

Su Ya stuffed the 12-gauge deer hunting bullets into the gun chamber one by one, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes. Seeing that her eyes were red, Wang Sen couldn't help sighing, "It's us who killed Uncle John." Family, alas!"

"We must avenge this revenge!" Su Ya said firmly, wiping away her tears.

Ahead is a narrow valley, as if the mountain was split in two with a giant's axe. The road stretches out from the valley, like a straight line, leading directly to the distant Los Angeles.Wang Sen parked the car at the entrance of the valley, and just laid across the road carelessly, not for anything else but to attract the attention of the killers.

There is no one on the road, and occasionally there is a North American red shoulder...