It was almost seven o'clock, and the sun still hadn't pierced through the heavy haze, and with visibility of just over 1,000 meters, you could still see the car in front of the door covered with a layer of gray mist.

Lin Yuanhong sat on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and looked at Mikoto Misaka, who was leaning on the balcony with his eyes closed, who would come out of such a big fog? Lin Yuanhong was thinking so. Suddenly, both of them were like electric shocks, and Lin Yuanhong seemed to be about to do something, but he didn't do anything.

Instead, Mikoto Misaka went up to the second floor first, while Lin Yuanhong sat there and continued to drink tea. After a while, there was a knock on the door. Lin Yuanhong slowly put down the teacup, walked to the door, opened the door gently, and saw a person about thirty or so standing at the door, wearing a courier's hat.

"Is it Mr. Lin Yuanhong?" The voice was deep.

Lin Yuanhong couldn't see his face clearly, but he still replied, "Yes." ”

"It's your delivery." Lin Yuanhong stretched out his hand to take it, feeling heavy. "I'll take a pen and sign for it." As he spoke, he put his hand in his trouser pocket.

At this time, a cold pistol was pressed against the back of the man's head, "Take your hands out, don't make any small moves, raise your hands, don't move." "The same emotionless voice. The man seemed to have a helpless expression on his face, and obediently raised his hand.

"I'll just say, the target is really two people, and you will know it as soon as you open the door."

"Are you so confident? Directly reveal the purpose of this time. Lin Yuanhong said expressionlessly.

"Of course, because you're going to die soon." The man said viciously.

"It's just an ordinary person, haven't you done something too much?"

"Ordinary? You say she's ordinary? She is the leader of the "capacity building program", don't you know how many people have been harmed? Yes? Mikoto Misaka? Take a look at the results of your experiments! You've given me the power of revenge! As he spoke, the man's body turned iron blue.

Mikoto Misaka felt bad and fired two shots in quick succession, but the man bounced off with a wave of his hand. "How?" Ion conversion", a good ability, although it is different from the beginning, but it is not a complete failure, but it is only a part, but I don't know the specifics, but ah, none of this is important, the important thing is, I want to avenge them! The man's eyes were red, and he said frantically.

Because the cap fell off due to the fight just now, Mikoto Misaka recognized him: Sima Showa.

It has to be said that this plan is too crazy, the technology is not yet mature, how can it be possible to experiment with people from inside in this situation? So, in the urban area, they took a fancy to Sima Zhao and his gang, who were in the shadows because of financial problems, and extended a "helping hand" to them in a pretended goodwill. Sima Zhaohe really couldn't bear to see his group of younger brothers who had been working together for several years starving and cold, so he signed an agreement with the biological company that was cooperating with Liu's behind their back: the "Ability Training Program", which was perhaps the most regrettable thing in Sima Zhaohe's life.

"Competency Development Program", which conducts the test under the condition of personal safety and receives a lump sum of compensation after the completion of the experiment.

But this is not the case, under the action of various drugs, under the double torture of physical and mental, soon, they died one after another, when they were about to die, Sima Zhaohe watched from the side, grief and indignation and powerless, how much they believed in him, but when they were dying, they looked at him sadly and disappointed, until the last luster in their eyes disappeared.

Yes, Sima Zhaohe watched them die one after another, of course he tried to call for help, but no one paid attention to him, and then he watched the corpses covered with maggots being dragged out of the room one by one, and he was alone, like a puppet, being fiddled with, how ridiculous.

"Why? Why? Why is he the only one who survived? Why? Tell me! Mikoto Misaka! ”

Suddenly, Sima Zhaohe's iron-cut arm slammed back, but Misaka flashed and flashed easily.

Imagine what it's like to be pierced through the chest by more than ten kilograms of iron rods.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, are you scared?" Saying that, Sima Zhaohe continued to attack Mikoto Misaka, and Misaka kept dodging.

Mikoto Misaka swept at Sima Showa's leg when he had just swept his arm over, but it didn't work, but there was a blunt force in Misaka's leg.

Mikoto Misaka jumped backwards quickly, dodging Sima Showa's grasp.

"I won't make the same mistake twice." Sima Zhaohe turned around and said in a slow, deep voice.

"Bang!" Heavy gunfire.

"Please don't talk to yourself, when I don't exist? Phew, it's disgusting to talk like that. However, it is still the meaning of the previous sentence. ”

"Ahh Sima Zhaohe covered his bleeding left forehead, and then remembered that the target was not just one person.

Because of his ability, he could feel the general orientation of most metal ions, but it was still a little late just now, and his head was hit before he could complete the ion conversion.

At this time, if you switch again and continue to calculate in the brain, you may die from excessive blood loss.

However, Sima Zhaohe had lost his mind at this time.

"Ahhh

A large number of spikes suddenly appeared on the ground, and after Lin Yuanhong saw these things, he kept retreating, thinking in his heart: What kind of monster is this person.

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Soon, the spikes on the ground slowly receded downward, and Sima Zhaohe walked towards Mikoto Misaka step by step, and kept muttering: "Kill you, kill you, kill you, kill..."

Thump...

In the end, Sima Zhaohe still failed to fulfill his last wish, lost too much blood, and fell to the ground.

The sun finally lifted the dusty haze.