The black hair landed on the ground and looked at his shoulder, where he had been shot. Because it was attacked by the beam energy, the wound was burned the moment it penetrated, but no blood came out, and the smell of 'sizzling' meat could be faintly smelled.

"In the central area, the fourth-level abilities belonging to the Alliance Academy are on a mission, please bear with me."

"That gun...... Are you a member of the military? The golden retriever also narrowed his eyes, as if facing a great enemy.

I don't know how Cold Night gets along with the Alliance, and why the people of the Alliance have a never-ending virtue when they mention the army one by one.

"My loot only." Whisper pulled a gun with a pistol, and the people around her had a toothache. If the beam gun in her hand had gone off, it would have wiped out most of the crowd.

"I know what you're thinking." Whisper's expression was a little mocking, "Men and loot, I will not lend them." ”

After saying that, she also glanced at the little boy on the ground, and the meaning was very clear.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the person she saved, she wanted to see who dared to snatch this life from her.

The Golden Retriever and the Black Fur looked at Whisper and the gun in her hand, their faces unpredictable.

The beam gun in Whisper's hand, if you look at the power, is obviously a military product. If it is a gun on the market, even if it is really difficult to obtain an energy-type gun, it is not as difficult as imagined, and some powerful people can still get it. However, if it is a weapon developed using the latest technology of the military research factory, no matter how great the ability of the supernatural is, it will not be easy for the army to compromise, unless it is a ruthless layer of blood.

No way. Who let the supernatural in the Great War of Survival be busy fighting for territory, while the army is busy protecting the innocent people, including scientists from all walks of life? The technology is in the hands of others, and the alliance can't directly tear its face and let the army hand over the results, so they can only contain and negotiate with each other. It is no wonder that the alliance does not have a good opinion of the army.

It can be said that he has countless technologies in his hands, including military, agriculture, and industry, but he refuses to cooperate without compensation, which has always made the top of the alliance angry.

Of course, it is impossible to do this level only by relying on the army whose combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of the alliance, but the things behind the forces are too complicated if you talk about it in detail. In short, everyone knows that behind the army are the former 'Sun King' and 'Shadow King'. After the disappearance of these two kings. There is still a virtuous king behind him. And the alliance really needs the technology of the army, so it doesn't dare to break up and end up together, and it has what it is now.

The one in Whisper's hand, the clear-eyed golden retriever knew at a glance that it was even better than the rest of the army used. This is more proof of Whispering's identity than the useless three-star Adecratic badge.

"Now, the previous three options are invalid. I'm just looking at giving you one last chance to choose in the face of the Alliance. Whispering, bright red nails caressing against the silver pistol. With a different kind of enchantment. "Disappeared from my eyes. Don't get in my way. ”

"Let's go." The black fur got up and said to the golden retriever.

"But, the boy ......" the golden retriever was still a little unwilling. Whispering began to emit a faint killing intent on her body.

Murder is different from murderous energy, which can be released at will, and killing machine will only appear after someone who has been in a hundred battles has a reason to kill you.

"Let's talk about it later!" The black fur gagged the golden retriever's mouth and pulled him away from the scene.

"This matter does not give the military a reason to intervene. The boy himself didn't know much, and at most he was left in the army, which didn't make much use, and we just thought about it in the long run. The black fur whispered to the golden retriever.

Seeing the golden retriever and black fur leave, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Whisper put away the pistol and turned his head to see the little boy on the ground.

She frowned slightly, how to deal with this kind of trouble sent to the door?

"Tsk, I wouldn't have interfered if I had known, let them pick up their own garbage."

Whispering looked at the little boy, but decided to walk towards his car, and it was a big deal to drive around him.

Just as Whisper turned her head, she caught a glimpse of the little boy reaching out for a hand that struggled to grab his ankle.

With a shuddering smile, Whisper looked down at the freshly baked black handprint on her ankle.

The little boy struggled to raise his head, his dark eyes meeting the whispering eyes. With just this glance, Whisper read all kinds of complicated feelings in his eyes.

Hatred, despair, hope, gratitude, longing, disgust, etc.

"Let go." The brighter the smile, the colder the whispering voice.

"I hate those who are awesome." The little boy's voice was very hoarse, indicating that the owner was on the verge of fainting and was treated very badly.

"Poor boy." Whispering sighed, looking at the little boy with comfort and encouragement in his eyes. When hope reflected in the little boy's eyes, she kicked the little boy out, just in time to clear the road in front of her car.

Turn around and pull the car door.

You hate the stranger about my.

"Don't you also have a crush on those who are supernatural! Don't you also disagree with the classification of 'ordinary people' and 'supernatural ones' in their mouths! The little boy cried out desperately in a hoarse voice.

The whispering action stopped. Another mind-reading person? She simply leaned back on her car and looked at the little boy.

"That doesn't mean I have a crush on ordinary people."

"I hate those who are supernatural. They obviously haven't done anything for us, but they will always bully ordinary people under the banner of war, making our lives so difficult that we can't breathe. Someday...... Someday I'm going to get rid of all these ugly, filthy moths. The little boy raised his head fiercely, staring at the whisper. I know you're amazing! You can fight off four-star Adepts and connect with the military! I'm also powerful, and I can be your helper, puppet, shield, or even cannon fodder, because I hate these shameless Paranormal people as much as you do! ”

Whispering sideways. How did a twelve-year-old know about the existence of the army, and what the four-star Adepts and the army represented?

"Then I'll give you a chance." Whispering and smiling, I couldn't see the expression on my face. "What would you do if I gave you the strength you needed."

The boy propped up the ground with one hand, barely staggering to his feet. "I want to make those who bully ordinary people pay the price, and I want them to experience the life of ordinary people!"

"Really?" But that's it, disappointment flashed in Whisper's eyes.

She thought she would hear a different answer.

If everyone who has been empowered takes pleasure in oppressing those who have no power, as these are now, what is the difference between them and those who are powerless?

Whispering turned and slipped into his car.

The little boy rushed over, and used his hand card to grasp the door and body, and the door closed in whispers was just hidden in his hand.

The little boy didn't feel any pain, and stared at the whisper with angry and desperate eyes.

"I want to make this world free of distinction between supernatural and ordinary people. It's just that there are no powers, ordinary people also have the power to protect themselves, we don't need the so-called battle of the superpowers, and we don't need them to threaten us! ”

Whispering was stunned for a moment, reflexively sat in the car, pulled the little boy into the car, and then closed the door.

This time, it was replaced by a little boy's stunned and helpless face.

She rubbed the little boy's head. "I'm whispering, please advise." (To be continued.) )