Chapter 1274

Ning Shu saw that there were two more people in the testing room. One of them was very expensive. Now he was holding a handkerchief to cover his nose.

The other man, with a big body and a five pointed star badge on his clothes, looked at Ning Shu up and down in his eyes and said directly, "your brother has a lot of mental power?"

"My lord Joyce, this Seidel girl is also mentally good. She is A-level, close to S-level."

Joyce, with explosive muscles all over his body, nodded. "Not bad."

"Take me to your brother." Joyce said to Ningshu.

He is a bit fierce, which seems to be very gentle to talk to Ning Shu, but it still makes people feel very fierce.

Ning Shu shook his head quickly, not only shaking his head, but also waving his hand. "No, really not. My brother can't see outsiders."

"Joyce, why bother with the lowly people? Just take them to the spaceship. What else can you do? If you want to leave the spaceship and pick up the child, I won't go."

"It's just too much to bear here." Manson covered his nose with a handkerchief.

Joyce said, "you didn't listen to her. That SSS child may commit suicide. If someone catches him, he may commit suicide before he gets to the spaceship."

"Besides, you don't want to see people who may be super energetic at SSS level. You are sure to give me the credit. If I bring people back, there is no way for you to rob people from me."

"How could anyone commit suicide?" Manson's expression is a little hesitant. He wants this credit, but the external environment makes Manson stop.

What the hell is this.

It's uncomfortable just to watch, let alone to be in such an environment.

However, he caught an SSS level mental power, but made great contributions. He missed this opportunity. Manson felt that he would spit blood.

"Then go." Said Manson.

Joyce turned his mouth. "I don't know what I'm flirting with all day long. I want to go, but I'm afraid of that. Don't I just hate too much garbage?"

"I'm not such a rude person as you. You don't know what elegance and dignity are."

Ning Shu saw that these two people quarreled directly, and completely left her aside. Ning Shu said hurriedly, "I can't go. Please let my brother go."

Joyce smiled at Ning Shu and said, "we won't hurt your brother, but we will protect him well and won't let him have any damage."

Ning Shu looks suspicious. "Really?"

"Come on, cute, you don't need to question us like that." Joyce reached out his hand and grabbed Ning Shu's collar. He raised Ning Shu directly. "Take us to see your brother."

Ning Shu moved his body, but when he was mentioned by Joyce, he was really angry.

This body is really bad.

Joyce and Manson got out of the spaceship and immediately covered their bodies with armor. These metal parts were like their bodies.

With Ning Shu's three views, I really can't get used to it. I was a person before, and now I suddenly become a full body covered with metal, flying out of the sky.

"Where is it?" Joyce asked Ning Shu.

"Oh, over there." Ning Shu hurriedly points in one direction.

Then the two of them flew to the other side very quickly.

Originally, the weather was hot, plus the speed was so fast, Ning Shu felt that he was going to burn up and smelled the scorching smell of his hair.

Soon outside the tent, Joyce put down Ning Shu. "What's your brother like?"

"His legs are paralyzed." Ning Shu said.

Joyce scanned the tent and said to Manson, "there's really a child in a wheelchair."

Joyce said to Manson, who was floating in mid air, "are you going first or I am going first?"

Ning Shu immediately said, "can you let me in first to see my brother? My brother can't stand your rushing in like this."

"Then go in." From the beginning to the end, said Joyce, Manson was so cold that he did not speak.

Ning Shu went into the tent first, saw Alves with his back to the light, and said, "brother, I've brought someone to see you."

"Be good."

Jarvis didn't speak, and it was Ning Shu who had been appeasing him.

Joyce listened to the movement in the room.

Finally Ning Shu came out with a dejected face and shook his head at Joyce. "You'd better go back. My brother won't go."

"Your brother didn't speak, how do you know he didn't want to go?"

Joyce pushed Ning Shu away directly, walked into the tent, and he had a pair of blue eyes, especially the deep blue sea.

These eyes are beautiful.

"My name is Joyce. I heard that you have great mental power. I want you to try it." Joyce said directly.Look at the person in front of you. It's not like a person who is going to commit suicide at any time.

Jarvis didn't speak, just stared at Joyce and pushed the wheelchair back.

"Joyce, are you all right?" Manson outside is a little impatient.

Looking at the rubbish, Manson felt that he was going to suffocate. He felt disgusted just when he saw it.

"What do you want me to do?" Jarvis said.

"Move something."

Jarvis coughed. When Ning Shu heard Jarvis's coughing, he immediately released his mental strength. A big bucket flew into the tent, turned in the air for two times, and finally stopped on the ground.

After doing this, Ning Shu felt that her head was about to explode, and she felt that her mental strength was overdrawn.

A splitting headache.

Outside, Manson saw this scene, regardless of what garbage, fell from the mid air and entered the tent.

"Joyce, take this boy." Said Manson.

That's what they need right now.

Jarvis shook his head. "I'm not going with you."

"Whatever he has, just grab him." Manson reached out his robotic arm to Alves and walked with heavy steps to Alves.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." Joyce Rahman Manson, "when a man dies, no matter how strong his mental power is, it doesn't work."

"It's really annoying. It's so cheap..." Manson and Joyce pulled, their feet fell into a depression.

There is viscous fuel in the depression. If it is contaminated, it will not be easy to separate.

Jarvis coughed violently, and Ning Shu, with a headache, used his mental strength to pour a bucket of fuel on the two men who were still confused.

When it was poured down, Joyce and Manson were black.

And the harder Joyce and Manson struggled, the deeper they sank, and the more viscous the fuel was.

Movement of mecha on Joyce and Manson is restricted.

It was also indicated that the power of the mecha was insufficient.