The Coming of Brother Ming

Seeing Dover's weird smile, a warning bell rang in Lingdie's heart, and the pride on his face was instantly replaced by caution.

In spite of Psylocke's performance, Dover nodded secretly, and now he looked like a strong man.

A strong person can be fearless, arrogant, and unstoppable, but he must be cautious in his heart.

The truly strong person who can stand out among thousands of people is not paved with bones and dusted with blood.

On the road to power, those who cannot compete with others are destined to become stepping stones for others.

Although Dover and Psylocke were not fighting to the death, since they wanted to test each other's strength, Dover would naturally not hold back.

As his fingers danced, the transparent threads rushed towards the fully armed Psylocke like a swarm of bees.

As the silk thread wrapped around Psylocke's armor, the thread with devouring properties quickly began to swallow up Psylocke's psychic armor.

A series of shallow marks appeared on the surface of Psylocke's armor.

The moment the thread swallowed up the psychic armor, Psylocke felt that the invisible thread gave her tremendous pressure.

In order not to be worn to death by Dopher bit by bit, Lingdie had no choice but to use force to break the spell. A pair of psychic samurai swords began to fly in Lingdie's hands.

铮

铮

The intersection of the knife and the line did not end as it should have.

Just like when the strings of a piano are moved, although the sound is endless, the thread is still not broken, and the sharp edge of the knife only brings them trembling.

Damn it, Dover, your threads can't be that strong.

For a moment, Lingdie couldn't accept that she had spent so much effort, but could not see any results. Looking at the refracted threads flashing under the light, she felt a little at a loss for a moment.

Haha, Spirit Butterfly, your ability needs to be imagined. This is the first sentence I gave you, and today I will give you the second sentence.

Dover paused, seeming to recall the scene 25 years ago.

It is not quantity that determines the strength of ability, but quality. Diamonds are always more dazzling than cinders. This is my second sentence to you.

After Dover finished speaking, he retracted his dancing fingers and clenched his hands into fists.

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The threads that had been swallowing the psychic armor peacefully suddenly tore off their disguise, and they began to squeeze and gather violently.

In an instant, numerous cracks appeared in Lingdie's psychic armor, and Lingdie's eyes suddenly widened, and the incredulity in his eyes overflowed.

As the breeze blew by, the complete and close-fitting psychic armor began to fall off piece by piece, and slowly dissipated during the falling process.

Until there was no more purple light on Lingdie's body, and she once again returned to the way she was when she first met Dover, but her expression became a little desolate.

Why am I so frustrated that I can’t bear such a small blow?

Dover, who had been released from the silk thread power, walked to Lingdie and looked at Lingdie with a calm expression.

My wife failed. I thought I was strong enough to challenge you, but in the end I found out that I was just a clown.

Psylocke's eyes were a little evasive. She didn't want to see Dover disappointed. She could accept her failure, but she really couldn't accept her failure without any resistance.

Why use your own weaknesses against others' strengths? If you don't choose to use your armor to resist my attacks, but choose to dodge flexibly and look for my flaws, you won't be so controlled by me. Today is a competition with me. , I don’t want you to make a second mistake next time you face the enemy. Okay, I want to take a shower now, and there is still something to do next.

Dover didn't wait for Psylocke to reply, he raised his legs and walked out.

多弗

Lingdie raised his head and stared at Dover's back with complicated eyes. For a moment, he was speechless and choked on some words.

Psylocke, hurry up, I don't know where my new home is.

Ah, oh, here it comes

Regarding Dover's somewhat dissatisfied words, Lingdie smiled after hearing it, and then trotted all the way to Dover's side.

I started to tell him about the things and changes that had happened over the years.

Dover, our people have news. In the Kermir Mountains of Afghanistan, someone saw traces of a group of militants, but they are not sure whether Tony is there.

Psylocke had restored his professional suit and held a document in his hand.

The mountainous area of ​​​​Kermir? I know.

Dover stood beside the glass of the office on the roof of the Don Quixote Building. When he heard Psylocke's report, he ended his gaze from a distance.

Are you planning to go there? Do you want me to arrange a flight to go with you?

No, it's too slow to fly over. I'll just use my ability to fly over.

Hearing Dover talk about using his ability to get through, Psylocke immediately thought of the scene in the Panama Canal, but Dover's tragic situation at that time made her a little worried about this ability.

Dover, you're sure that ability will wear you down for a long time.

Regarding Psylocke's worry, Dover shook his head. It doesn't matter. There won't be such big side effects now. It's completely acceptable. Do you want to go?

If you can accept it, that's fine. I won't go with you. It's just to meet some terrorists. It's boring. Otherwise, you shouldn't go. Many of our people are also on the battlefield in Afghanistan. They are enough to deal with those terrorists.

Perhaps due to the improvement of abilities and vision, ordinary people can no longer arouse Psylocke's desire to fight.

No, I'll go in person. After so many years, I don't know what Tony will feel like when he sees me again.

Dover's feelings for Tony were somewhat complicated. Although they had been together for three months, at a certain moment Tony seemed to have overlapped with Clarason.

OK, go ahead if you want. This is a satellite phone. Call me if you need anything when you get there. I need to deal with your substitute lying in the nursing home now.

After Psylocke simply handed a straight satellite phone to Dover, she walked out of Dover's office on high heels.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Spirit Butterfly, Dover shook his head, and then a thread glowing with purple light slowly floated up.

After it drew a circle in the air, Dover jumped in and walked in. When he reappeared, he was already in the wilderness of the desert, and the yellow sand in the sky formed a sharp contrast with the bright office.

Just on the other side of the high sand dune not far in front of Dover, a burst of noisy shouting had reached Dover's ears.

This is a terrorist stronghold, and there is no deviation in Dover's ability.

Haha, I don’t know if Tony is here or not. I really want to see what he looks like when he sees me. I’m really looking forward to seeing if he will be shocked.

Dover, who was talking to himself, strolled towards the sand dune with no intention of hiding his traces.See more prestige official account: hhxs665