As soon as she rushed out of the hospital, Yuzi found that the aunt who lived opposite also rushed out, and the two stared at each other for a while, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

It was so powerful just now, but it was actually a small earthquake that was insignificant? It's not impossible, in the neon of frequent earthquakes, it is not uncommon for earthquakes to be like this.

Muto Qing stretched out his hand and patted Yuzi's head, and said helplessly: "Please, I'm not a schoolbag, how long do you have to clip it?" ”

Yuzi came back to her senses, and suddenly felt a sore pain in her right hand, and she clenched her silver teeth, using the strength to eat milk and hug it tighter to avoid falling. Then, she carefully crouched down so that Muto Ao's feet could touch the ground and stood up on her own.

As soon as he stood firm, the aunt in front of him stretched out her hand to the right and exclaimed, "Look, there's a lot of black smoke coming out of there!" ”

Black smoke? This question flashed through his mind, and Muto turned his head to see a thick black smoke rising in the distance, like ink spilled on the landscape painting, staining part of the blue sky black, and the scene looked very spectacular.

Yuzi was dumbfounded, how big a fire can burn so much smoke?

Muto Qing's eyes flashed with thought, and he didn't care that there was a sensitive girl beside him, so he directly called up his wish and ran back to the house.

As soon as he moved, Yuzi immediately reacted and shouted urgently: "Qingjun, why are you running so fast?" ”

"The fire that can only be seen in anime is finally staged in reality, how can I miss it!" He subconsciously shouted out the words that most suited the tone of the original owner, did not stop at his feet, and broke into the house.

Tamako doesn't know what to say, fire is not a good thing. She hesitated slightly, but still strode to catch up, she couldn't let Qingjun, who had a cold, stay in a high place alone, otherwise she would be blown away by the wind and fall down, which would be a tragedy that she would regret for life.

Running up to the rooftop of his house in one breath, Muto Qing looked at the place where the black smoke rose, and it was vaguely visible that it was a building, and the red flames engulfed the upper part, and the billowing black smoke rose, so strong that even the urban area next door could be seen.

It was too far away from the building to see the details with the naked eye, so he naturally covered his eyes with his wish power to strengthen his vision, but he still found that he couldn't see clearly.

In the end, there is a limit to the vision that can be strengthened by the power of willingness, and it will not exceed the limit of human beings too much. His brows furrowed slightly, and he put it down again, already having an idea in his heart.

The solution he came up with was to use the principle of a telescope to divide the power of the wish into two parts, one in the shape of a convex lens and the other in the shape of a concave lens, and finally coincide like a telescope.

Suddenly, the distant scenery was clearly magnified in front of him, and he began to look for it from the bottom of the flames, layer by layer, and found a familiar figure in a window on the twenty-seventh floor.

The man was not as handsome as a man, with picturesque eyebrows, bright lipstick, a colorful striped gown, short blue jeans, and white, slender legs that made most women feel ashamed.

Miyamoto Kosaburo walked in the flames, his expression was gentle, as if he was talking to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and his voice was joyful: "Yes, compared to the previous killers, your strength is stronger, a little worse, really a little worse, I will fall under your gun." Unfortunately, I am the favored child of God, and this is a boundary that you can never cross. For your sake, I give you two choices, either obey me and create a new world together, or die, which will you choose? ”

The tongue of fire is rolling, the hot air makes people unable to breathe, and they can't speak, at least normal people can't help it, and he who has successfully built the foundation is no longer an existence that normal people can measure.

Hiding behind a broken wall, Okura Yuyuki closed her breath, her eyes full of determination, and she was not swayed by the other party's words.

She is the most powerful killer in the history of the organization, and she has also cleaned up three superpowers, although the three superpowers do not use fire, but as long as there are modern tools to cooperate, she has the confidence to fight with the other party.

But this time in the assassination, she never thought that the son of Director Miyamoto would be a superpower who could control the flames. The information given by the stupid guys on the board is that the other party hires a powerful bodyguard, so all she needs is a large-caliber sniper rifle, as well as a hook to make it easy to escape, spare grenades, flashbangs, and smoke grenades.

With these tools, it is very difficult to deal with a superpower, you will die, you will be burned into charcoal by the flames, and you will never see your son graduate from college, get married and start a family again.

As soon as she thought of Xiaoqing, her eyes flashed with a touch of fierceness, and she had already made a decision in her heart, so she casually pulled the ring of the grenade, stood up suddenly, and threw it forward.

Miyamoto Kozaburo was like a ballet girl, gracefully turning in a circle, his hands pinching the dancing fire trick, and a large red flame erupted from the palm of his hand, extending up and down, as if out of thin air there was an extra wall of flames, blocking his whole person.

Rumble! The grenade exploded, and the flames spread with a strong shock wave, engulfing everything in the house, and the excess flames erupted from the window, resembling waves from a river.

Instead of continuing to hide under the wall, Okura Yuyuki lay on the ground on all fours like a spider and rushed forward.

The shattered wall was completely destroyed by the flames, and the splinters were wrapped in the aftermath of the explosion, like bullets, and they quickly approached her.

She raced against death, she couldn't even breathe, the heat burned her skin, the moisture in her eyes seemed to be roasted, and everything became so blurry.

In the lightning, she narrowly broke into another room, turned a corner, and crawled wildly through the burning wreckage of the TV and the couch.

Boom, the right wall cracked, and a spiral of flames broke in, and from it came a chuckle: "Do you think you can escape?" It's time for the game to end, the beautiful nameless killer, unwilling to obey me, can only be reduced to ashes under the wild flames! ”

The flame spun faster, and a huge suction force emerged from the center, and the wreckage of the TV, the sofa, the bed, and the desk were all sucked away, and the spinning flames turned to ashes at the touch of a touch.

Okura Yumeyuki's waist shook regularly, and from the rectangular hook box tied to his left waist, a steel rope hook was shot, and when it touched the left wall, the steel hook opened and pierced into the wall, and a steel awl similar to a mosquito's mouth popped out of it to insert and fix.

Then the mechanism inside the hook box turned, and she pulled out the pull tabs of the flashbang and smoke grenade with her teeth, and threw it backwards, shouting, "These two grenades for you to taste!" ”

"It's useless!" Miyamoto Kozaburo laughed, and the magic in his hand changed, and the flame changed from spinning to stationary, turning into an impenetrable barrier that two grenades could not break through this defense.

Poof! A blinding white light bloomed, and as far as the eye could see, there was a snow-white blank and billowing smoke rising.

Miyamoto Kozaburo was slightly stunned, and immediately realized that he had been deceived, and changed the magic again, and the flames swept in all directions with a devastating attitude.

The smoke was swept away, the white light dissipated, and the erupting flames forced the surroundings out of an open space, he stood alone in the middle of the clearing, and with a slight step, the person had moved to the broken window, and he saw that between the tall buildings outside, a human image was moving like Spider-Man in the movie.

"Hehe, I'll let you go this time, but it's really heart-wrenching, my beloved father is so evil, I can't help it," he paused here, and as if to say a trivial matter, he muttered, "I can only kill it." ”