Time is relative.

When Liang Shan was caught in a pink bubble, the whole person turned into a static sculpture.

The world in his eyes does not stand still.

It's just that everything else is moving faster.

It is precisely because of the relative slowness of time that a second in the real world can be infinitely stretched in Liang Shan's eyes.

At the moment when the man in red took out his pistol and was about to shoot, many thoughts flashed through Liang Shan's mind.

He didn't think the man in red would be able to kill himself.

The reason is simple.

Because Daddy Earth will surely thunder from the sky and scorch the gun in his hand.

He didn't feel like he was going to die here today.

Even if he has to face one A-class, three B-s.

This is not the so-called blind confidence, but in Liangshan's eighteen years of life, desperate thoughts are rarely born.

In contrast, he is more convinced that there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain.

Or.

There is no endless road.

What's more, on this day, it's his father.

At least in the great cause of fighting for his father, Liang Shan felt that he would not lose.

The only problem is that just because you can't lose doesn't mean you can win.

Today's day is as long as this second in front of Liang Shan's eyes at this time.

Since he fled from the TSA building, he has never relaxed his mind, and naturally he has not had time to think about issues that may seem unimportant, but they are worth playing.

Like, up to this very moment, why haven't the ICPC people shown up?

He made such a big disturbance on Xiangning Road and Biyun Road that even the building collapsed, but no ICPC detectives came to intervene.

It's not that Liang Shan is running too fast.

It's that the ICPC is too slow to respond.

This is very undeserved.

It's as if the ICPC people are waiting for him and Archimedes to fight and lose before they come forward to reap the benefits.

Is this Mo Wentian's plan?

Liangshan is unknown.

But he knew that his reinforcements had arrived.

Under the eyes of Father Earth, in the entire Banshu, no one can escape his sight.

Perhaps Mo Wentian is the only exception.

But iris is not.

Neither is co-work.

Therefore, Liang Shan already knew about the arrival of Iris, and also knew that Gonggong had also fought his way out of the encirclement and was moving closer in the direction where he was.

Yangsan does not have instant messaging devices.

But the rain clouds in the sky will show the co-workers the way forward.

But in an instant, Liang Shan had already made a decision in his heart.

He didn't know how many backhands Archimedes had waiting for him, but he didn't intend to continue to run away so passively.

He wanted to see if he could kill Archimedes with the help of Iris and the co-workers, and under the power of Father Earth.

Can......

A funeral for the A-class adept.

So at the same time that the pink bubble broke, the fist in Liang Shan's hand had already been shot.

Simple, yet crisp, the chest of the man in red in front of him passed through his heart, shattering his heart.

In this regard, even Liang Shan himself was a little surprised.

Because he clearly knew that one of the talents of the man in red was that he could blur his body so that he could dodge ordinary physical attacks.

It's just that a small hand stretched out from the side wiped out his talent in an instant.

So he died.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Liang Shan looked at his sister who jumped off his back at some point, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Liang Xin is a successfully awakened supernatural being.

So she can have her own talent, which in itself is a matter of course.

It's just that before today, neither Liang Shan nor Liang Xin herself could test what her talent was.

Exactly then.

Liang Shan could clearly feel the surging spiritual energy fluctuations on his sister's body, but he didn't see the spiritual energy light she inspired.

This is very unreasonable.

At least it contradicts the ICPC's investigative reports issued over the years.

But on Liang Xin's face, she couldn't see the slightest confusion or doubt, she smiled happily, raised a smile, and said to Liang Shan: "Brother, I know what my talent is." ”

Liang Shan thought back to the previous scene and what he experienced in the TSA building, and seemed to understand something.

He smiled and asked, "Have you come up with a name?"

"I want to call it rest. ”

When Liang Shan heard this, he sighed again and again: "This name is really unlucky. ”

When the words fell, a black shadow came from far and near, and suddenly landed beside Liang Shan, and said in a low voice: "Boss." ”

Liang Shan turned his head and found that Iris's face was still as cold as ever, and smiled lightly: "Thank you just now." ”

Iris didn't mean to be polite to Liang Shan.

He simply asked, "What's next?"

"I'm going back and slaughtering that A-class. ”

Iris was silent for a moment, and then said, "When I came here just now, I found that several mechanical armors were rapidly assembling in this direction, if it was a little later......"

Hearing this, Liang Shan just smiled faintly: "Mecha? I have already dismantled one just now." ”

As he spoke, the rain in the sky became more and more urgent.

So a long silver wind once again swept at the foot of Liangshan, and the unprecedented Lingqi storm almost wrapped him into a magnificent cocoon.

"There are two B-level on the other side, one for you and one for the co-worker, and the A-level will be handed over to me. ”

When the words fell, Liang Shan had already disappeared from the field, resolutely passing through the heavy rain curtain and killing towards the blurred figure in the distance!

Except perhaps for Liang Shan himself.

No one knows why he made such a stupid decision.

Naturally, it also includes the short old man who was standing in the middle of Biyun Road at this time, and was drenched in the rain and turned into a soup chicken.

The terrifying thunderstorm continued to bombard his head, but it was firmly isolated by an invisible air film.

The co-workers behind him have already chased after him.

This is not a surprise.

It is common knowledge in the Federation that inheritance talents will be superior to self-awakened talents to a certain extent.

What's more, what the other party inherits is the ancient water god, the talent of co-working.

So the old man sent all the two B-level people around him to besiege and kill the co-workers.

Even if he can't kill him, he can at least drag him out for a while.

During this time, it was enough for the dust to settle on Liangshan's side.

At that time, it is only a logical thing for the old man to turn around and go back to kill the co-workers.

What really surprised the old man was.

There were obviously two B-level in front of him, but they couldn't help Liang Shan.

And Liang Shan is stupid enough to return to the net.

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but wonder if the organization's evaluation of this little kid was a little too important.

You know, tonight's Archimedes can already be said to be in a state of flux.

But the order given to the old man above was to kill Liang Shan first!

Even the rank of the co-workers is behind Liangshan!

That's the god of water!

What is Yangsan?

But the old man has no intention of disobeying the organization, they are all dead people anyway, so what difference does it make if they die early or later?

Thinking of this, the old man shook his head slightly, shook off some of the rain and dew from his white hair, and then sighed softly.

In the middle of this sigh, Liang Shan's five senses suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly there was darkness before his eyes.

The wings of his nose could no longer smell the ubiquitous smell of blood.

The wind and rain quietly stopped.

Even Liangshan could no longer feel the presence of rain at all.

It turns out that this is the talent of the A-class.

But to the old man's surprise, if it was an ordinary person, the moment he was deprived of his five senses, he would be somewhat flustered, but Liang Shan didn't.

His eyes were still wide, even though he might not see anything.

His forward form remained unstoppable, even if he probably didn't know if he had deviated from his direction.

The old man wrinkled his nose slightly, as if he regretted that his talent had been so disregarded.

So the next moment, he waved his hand again.

Then there was a terrifying spiritual energy in the air, and it rose rapidly.

This was the first time he had fused a talent when he was promoted to B rank many years ago.

The function is very simple, it is to make the enemy fall into a fantasy world that is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

In a way, it is a perfect match when combined with the talent deprived of his five senses.

If there is no accident, at this time, Liang Shan's eyes have become a co-worker, or any person he trusts.

Because of the disorder of the five senses, it will make him grasp this last straw to a greater extent.

Or, deadly poisoned arrows.

The old man tilted his head slightly, thinking in his heart, why don't you just let this stunned boy go to fight with the co-workers?

It seems like it would be a little more interesting.

But in order to avoid long nights and dreams, the old man finally gave up this idea, and lit a faint fire in his hand, intending to blast him into minced meat as soon as Liang Shan approached.

It was at this time that Liangshan's foot stomped on day by day.

With a bright smile in his eyes.

The old man was slightly stunned, as if he was a little surprised by Liang Shan's performance, so he subconsciously lifted the illusion on Liang Shan's body, regained his five senses, and at the same time took two steps back to the side.

But Liang Shan actually turned around with him!

He can see himself!

That's impossible!

The old man's heart was shocked, and he didn't understand what was wrong, but it seemed that there was no point in thinking about it at this time.

So he sent the ghost fire in his hand out.

But the next moment, the ghost light went out.

Of course, it was not watered by the rain.

Instead, it was gently crushed by a small hand.

Immediately afterwards, the hand reached forward another half a foot and firmly grasped the old man's sleeve.

So the spirit qi in the old man's body suddenly fell apart.

Or, more accurately, a tendency to die.

Then, Liang Shan's fist arrived.

Under normal circumstances, the physical strength of an A-class ability is by no means imaginable to ordinary people, and it is even more terrifying than the Night Stalker that Liang Shan faced before.

But at this time, the old man is no longer A-level, he is just an ordinary person.

So Liang Shan killed him like killing a chicken.

With the sound of flesh and blood breaking into the rain curtain, the old man looked at the small figure in front of him with desperate eyes, and could not say a complete sentence.

Until he died, he didn't look at Liang Shan.

Because he knew that he did not die in the hands of Liang Shan.

Instead, he died under the strange talent of this little girl.

Liang Xin named it "Rest in Peace".

Therefore, the old man slept in this cold rainy night and never woke up again.