Chapter 68 The Black Robe

"Maybe, I can let you know more interesting things!"

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, the blond man's face sank.

"In this case, you can die." The blond man raised his fingers in the void, and the two metal chairs behind him slowly lifted into the air, floating around the blond man.

"You can control the direction of the bullet, which is barely a good ability, but in front of my A-level magnetic ability, what's the use?"

"If I want, this plane will blow up in an instant." The blond man smiled, his index finger drew a circle in the air, and the two metal chairs around him began to spin around the blond man at an accelerated rate, getting more and more quick.

"I hope your ability can block my attack, otherwise it will be too boring." The blond man sneered, pointing his index finger forward, and two metal chairs rushed towards Zhang Ziling like cannonballs.

Without looking at Zhang Ziling again, the blond man turned to look at the man with scars and said, "Scar, you go and call the short hair over, we are going to leave."

In the heart of the blond man, Zhang Ziling was already a dead person.

Ability users can sense the strength of each other's abilities. The blond man only felt a negligible strength of ability in Zhang Ziling. This kind of low-level ability, in front of himself with A-level ability, does not need to be taken seriously. !

"Old, boss..." The scarred man trembled and pointed to the back of the blond man.

The blond man frowned and scolded the scarred man: "Isn't it just smashed minced meat? As for being so scared? How can you mess with me like this?"

"No... Boss, look behind you!" The scarred man became more and more excited, with fear in his eyes.

The blond man began to realize that something was wrong and turned to look.

The blond man's pupils shrank suddenly!

Those two metal chairs were spinning around Zhang Ziling!

"Impossible! With your ability that you didn't even have a D-level ability, how could you distort my A-level ability's attack!" The blond man lost his temper in an instant, his fingers frantically rhythm in the void, all the metal objects in the room They all shot at Zhang Ziling with extreme speed!

"Ability?" Zhang Ziling smiled, used his index finger to gently push aside a rapidly flying soup spoon, and then pressed it down slightly.

bang bang bang bang!

All the rapidly shot metal fell to the ground!

"This weak ability can also be called an A-level ability. Isn't the grading of your ability too rough?" Zhang Ziling slowly paced towards the blond man with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You... are you an S-rank ability user?" The blond young man kept retreating, and soon hit the wall, there was no way to retreat!

"No, it's absolutely impossible! Your name is not on the Abilities Records, you are not the owner of the Abilities, you are an oriental cultivator!" The blond man suddenly remembered the Abilities Records that were issued by the Abilities Association. It records all the S-rank power users.

"What does it matter if you are S-rank or self-cultivation?" Zhang Ziling walked up to the blond man, "The important thing is that you guys chose to hijack the plane while I was resting."

Zhang Ziling raised the blond man's chin with his fingers, stared at the blond man with frightened eyes and said, "I don't like being disturbed when I'm resting, so I say..."

"How do you want to die?"

"You, you can't kill me, I'm a member of the Power User Association!" The blond man leaned against the wall, sweating profusely, and his body kept shaking.

"Oh? Power User Association?" Zhang Ziling smiled, "Then why are you here to hijack the plane?"

"I-I can't say it." The blond man seemed to think of something terrifying, and shook his head quickly.

"Don't say it, then forget it, I'm not interested anyway." Zhang Ziling smiled, and then directly pinched the blond man's neck, "Then you don't have the value of existence anymore, goodbye, my A-level Mr. "

Zhang Ziling exerted a little force,

The blond man's face turned purple.

As for the scarred man, he was already frightened by the side.

"Oh, this Huaxia friend, please let my brother go."

Suddenly, the space behind Zhang Ziling distorted, and a man in black robe appeared out of thin air.

The blond man who was pinched by Zhang Ziling suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared beside the man in black robe.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The blond man coughed frantically, and after a while, he said to the man in black robe, "Brother, something went wrong in the mission."

"I can see it." The man in black robe said indifferently, looking at Zhang Ziling and said, "Friends of Huaxia, I am very sorry for my brother's trouble to disturb you during the mission. There is no conflict of interest between us. Please let us complete the mission. ."

Zhang Ziling was not surprised that the blond man slipped away from his palm, leaned against the wall and looked at the man in black robe, and said, "I don't care what your mission is, but your brother killed the first officer, this is not a matter of fact. That's it.'

"I do feel very guilty about my brother's murder, but friend, you shouldn't have anything to do with the captain, right?" The man in black robe said lightly.

"It doesn't matter, he is from China." Zhang Ziling stared at the man in black and said, "but you are not."

"What do you mean by friend?" The black-robed man's tone sank.

"I mean..." Zhang Ziling smiled, then his eyes turned cold, and he sneered: "One life for all of you!"

"Is your friend too arrogant?" The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Don't think that you are the only S-rank, and it is not good to go against our power user association."

At this time, there was a commotion in the cabin...

Soon, the short-haired youth who was supposed to be bound walked in with a bald old man.

"The mission target has been captured!" The short-haired youth was wearing a sack with belongings in one hand and grabbed an old man in the other. Seeing Zhang Ziling, he was stunned, "Yo! You're not dead yet!"

"Shorthair, he is S-rank, don't be careless!" the blond man warned behind the black robe.

"S-rank?" The short-haired young man's pupils shrank slightly, then he stared at Zhang Ziling vigilantly, and slowly pulled the bald old man behind the man in black robe.

"It seems that you are also a so-called ability user." Zhang Ziling looked at the short-haired young man and smiled.

"Hehe, unfortunately, I'm a B-level ability user. I pretended to play with you before, but I didn't expect you to be S-level, which surprised me!" The short-haired youth spread his hands and threw the bald old man aside. Scarred Man.

"Enough, let's go." The man in black robe stopped the short-haired young man from speaking at this time, and several people's bodies began to twist.

"This friend of Huaxia, I hope you can survive when we meet again."

As soon as the voice of the black-robed man fell, the few of them disappeared in place.

Zhang Ziling looked at the empty cabin, and the corner of his mouth tickled.

"I didn't agree, can you go?"