Zuo Ci wanted to use teleportation to escape, but was frightened to find that his limbs could not move, his ears and eyes gradually faded, and his eyes became blurry. This was a manifestation of poisoning, but he was obviously invincible with all poisons. He tried his best to take out the bag on his waist and was about to throw it under the seat to hide it, but he really had no strength and could not complete this action.

The criminal police from the task force were eager to make contributions and rushed over, pressing Zuo Ci with all his hands and feet, handcuffing him, and the students sitting in the front row also gathered around to watch the fun.

"The invisible man has appeared."

"Look, it's an ancient man."

The scene was in chaos, and the police shouted, "Students, please give it." At the same time, Zuo Ci was raised, and the bag fell down his body, but no one noticed this detail.

More than a dozen kicks and kicks the bag under the seat.

Zuo Ci was brought to the backstage, and he took a breath a little, but it was useless. Teleportation required to touch the muscles and joints of the whole body, and it was extremely energy-consuming. He could only use the bone shrinkage method to remove his hands from the steel handcuffs. He was anxious and made up his mind to make these little people who plotted against him worse than death.

"He removed the handcuffs!" exclaimed.

"Handcuffs are useless, you have to rely on this." A space-time special police officer came forward and took out a strange-shaped syringe and stabbed it on Zuo Ci's arm. This was an artificial synthetic nerve paralysis agent that was automatically injected. Ordinary people could fall into a coma by using 10 units. Just now, Zuo Ci had been infected with an anesthesia bomb containing 1 million units, and now he has replenished 1 million units to ensure that he is completely disabled.

This time Zuo Ci couldn't resist, his eyes slowly closed and his heartbeat became weaker.

"I won't kill him, right?" someone asked.

"It doesn't matter whether you die or not." Lu Chaoxian said that future technology has the world's most cutting-edge genetic technology. Mr. Ji only needs the genes of the demon, and does not have to keep a living mouth.

"Let's go to the hospital first." The criminal police said that with their inertia of thinking, the human rights of the suspects need to be guaranteed and they must not die at their own hands, otherwise there will be a risk of taking off the police uniform. However, the people from Yuqianhui do not think so. They put Zuo Ci in a sealed bag, went out to get into the car, and left on their own, leaving only a few criminal policemen looking at each other.

"Why did they take the person away?" the police were puzzled. "This also involves a car robbery and a murder."

"Forget it, we can't control this matter, let the hall negotiate with them." The criminal police were ordinary people, none of whom was two meters tall was weaker in their momentum. They had the opportunity to control the person first, but somehow they handed over the suspect.

He rushed Zuo Ci's station wagon straight to Yaoqiang Airport. The police in the time and space were extremely efficient and had to transport Zuo Ci to the biological gene laboratory of Future Technology for dissection that night.

...

When Liu Yanzhi arrived at the small auditorium, it was too late. The students had already dispersed. There was only one sweeper cleaning the garbage. He was using a broom to hook a blue cloth bag from under the seat, and he curiously held it in his hand to play with it.

The bag is a pocket used by people in ancient times to hold things. It is made of fabric, with a long shape, with an opening in the middle. You can place commonly used seals, seal boxes, brushes, copper coins and silver on both sides. It can be divided into sizes. The large one is placed on the shoulders and the small one is stuffed on the belt. Zuo Ci is a small bag. It is exquisitely made with tassels on the corners and a key made of gems, which makes people love it.

The aunt wanted to reach out to touch what was in the bag, but when she reached in, she found that the bag was unfathomable. The aunt didn't give up and touched it again, almost stretched her arm in. This time she finally touched the thing, pulled it out, and pulled out a bloodless dead arm.

"My God!" The aunt was so scared that she sat on the ground with her butt. The Qiankun bag fell to the ground. The dead man's arms were half exposed outside, and the Cartier gold watch on his wrist was shining brightly.

Liu Yanzhi walked over a few steps, stuffed his arm back into Qiankun bag, picked up the bag and put it in his pocket, and the voice of the Party Patriotic came from his headphones: "They are going to the airport."

"Received!" Liu Yan turned around and left the auditorium, and did not avoid being shy. He flew directly to the air to the airport. Unfortunately, the aunt witnessed this scene again and was in a bad mood.

Jinan has always been traffic congested, and the road to the airport is not that easy to walk. However, the vehicles at Yuganhui do not belong to social vehicles or special vehicles of the military and police, but are higher-level existences, especially when the convoy is traveling, it is even more pompous than the convoy of the provincial party secretary. Although there is no traffic police to cooperate with the control, they can control it themselves. A member of two meters high at each intersection will directly stop the vehicles at the intersection to ensure that the convoy drives to the airport quickly at the service speed.

So when Liu Yanzhi arrived at the airport, Lu Chaoxian and others had already arrived. Although the target was tall and easy to find, it was also very convenient for Tibetans at such a large airport. Liu Yanzhi asked the Dang Paiguo flight number in the air.

Dang Aiguo said that he could not find out. The flight to Jinjiang today is gone and the information on the special plane cannot be obtained in the database.

"You can withdraw first. Since Qiankun Bag is over, we have no obligation to save Zuo Ci." Dang Maiguo was very anxious. He knew that Lu Chaoxian and others were so powerful that Liu Yanzhi would not win when he fought with them.

"I'm not trying to save Zuo Ci, Lu Chao and I have an old account to settle first." Liu Yanzhi said.

"Don't act irritating." Party Patriotic tried hard to persuade, "It's not time to fight back."

"When people live, they have to act voluntarily and be happy." After Liu Yanzhi said that, he hung up the communication and no longer listened to the noise of the Party and the country. He suspected that the Party and the country deliberately did not tell him the information. Is it that difficult to check a flight?

Although the airport is large, it looks down from the air, which is the runway and terminal building. Although there is no specific person, the planes are clear at a glance. In the future, the company will definitely not take ordinary civil aviation services, but it must be a special plane.

At this time, there was only a Gulfstream plane on the runway of Yaoyun Airport, and the logo of future technology was painted on the vertical tail, which was it!

Other flights were stopped by the tower, ensuring that the Gulfstream took off first. The milky white small jet plane accelerated, took off, and continued to climb up the altitude. Only then did the airport return to normal.

Lu Chaoxian sat in a large leather seat, and his nerves were not relaxed. He was always wary of someone's sneak attack. This mission was crucial to the company's next development. President Ji specially called out a private plane to ensure the smooth implementation of the mission. This is a trust in the police in the time and space, and an affirmation of himself. Even if he dies, he cannot let down President Ji's trust.

Zuo Ci was put in a special bag. It is said that this special wire-woven bag can prevent teleportation. As for whether it has this effect, no one knows whether it is. After all, this is just developed by the scientific research department based on theory and has not been practiced. After all, no one has mastered the special function of teleportation.

Lu Chaoxian kicked the bag with his feet, confirmed that Zuo Ci was still inside, and then pulled down his face to scold a few companions who took out playing cards and prepared to fight Landlords: "Be careful, the enemy will appear at any time."

"Boss, you're too nervous." A space-time special police officer laughed, "We're in the sky."

As soon as he finished speaking, a muffled sound came from above his head, followed by a beam of light piercing into the cabin, and forced the cover of the plane to peel out a large hole of five meters long.

He jumped into the cabin alone, and it was Lu Chaoxian's old enemy Liu Yanzhi.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met. Liu Yanzhi waved the plasma stick without saying a word, but the rod had limited energy storage and could only be used once. The plasma flame could not be emitted the second time, so he could only be used as a stick.

Lu Chao was alert in advance and quickly untied his seat belt to meet the enemy. In his hand, he was a double-barrel hunting rifle with a sawed short barrel and gun handle, firing a special No. 12 anesthetic ammunition. The nerve agent in the ammunition was the same as that used on Zuo Ci, but the dose was larger, up to 5 million units. This was specially prepared for Liu Yanzhi. For this guy, armor-piercing bombs were not as good as anesthetic bombs.

At such a close distance, Liu Yanzhi could not dodge the bullets, and he didn't plan to dodge, because he could withstand it with his physique. He shot two shots in his chest, and the poison was injected quickly. Liu Yanzhi looked down at his chest, a little confused.

Lu Chaoxian opened the gun and continued to load the bullets, and grinned: "Down, fall down, fall down."

The third word "inverted" is out. Liu Yanzhi did not fall down. He fell first because the stick in Liu Yanzhi's hand swung to his head. The force of the blow was very strong. I was afraid that the titanium alloy skull would have cracks. Lu Chaoxian felt dizzy and his headache was about to break.

Liu Yanzhi was not feeling well. The 5 million units of poison made him slow down his thinking and his movements became slower. He knew that it would be even more dangerous to hold on. In addition to Lu Chaoxian, there were several time and space special police in the cabin. It was unlikely that he would put them all down, except for one method.

The time and space special police each hid behind the cover and shot at Liu Yanzhi wildly. They did not have the courage to fight in hand and could only pour their anger into the rain of bullets, but these bullets had no effect on Liu Yanzhi and did not affect him pulling Zuo Ci out of the bag.

The cabin was small and Zuo Ci was unconscious. If he was shot, all his previous efforts would be wasted. Liu Yanzhi simply stuffed Zuo Ci into the Qiankun bag and rushed into the cockpit in the rain of bullets. He was about to destroy the driving equipment and let them fall from the sky and die, but he found that he didn't have to do it himself. The time and space special police officers pierced the cabin partition and killed the chief and co-pilot in their seats. Various instruments were also scarred and smoke was emitted.

Liu Yanzhi's mind became increasingly unclear. He dared not fall in love with the fight and jumped out of the cabin gap.

The space-time special police officers repelled the enemy and breathed a sigh of relief, but found that even greater trouble was waiting for them, and the plane was planting towards the ground.

"Get the parachute quickly!" This was the last voice Liu Yan heard.

...

Half an hour later, the resistance organization was in a safe house in Jinan.

Liu Yanzhi pulled out Zuo Ci, who was still unconscious from Qiankun bag, and then pulled out a two-meter-high corpse. It was his long-lost cousin's husband. He then took out a set of chemical experiment equipment, an iPad, a bag of fruits bought by Carrefour, and some gold jewelry. Looking closely, he also had Chow Tai Fook's trademark. It must have been stolen by Zuo Ci in the mall. He touched it and found a book of golden books. The seal carved words in it were very close to the words he found in the underground cave in South America.

Apart from these, there is nothing else in the bag. It seems that the Qiankun bag has limited capacity and is not infinitely large.

The Party and Magistrate touched Zuo Ci's breath, which was relatively weak.

"You took risks by stuffing him into a bag of Qiankun." Dang Aiguo said, "The environment in this bag does not have the oxygen and air pressure suitable for humans."

"But there is no time," Liu Yan pointed to the date on the fruit box and said, it was the date a week ago, but the cherries were still fresh and tender.

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Chapter completed!