There was chaos in the streets.

The butterfly effect caused by Ormet's death is far beyond the imagination of Wu Hao and Miss Maid.

People panicked and exploded, like a swarm of ants that couldn't find a home. They pressed heavy objects against the door of their homes, for fear that the evil party would bully their wives and daughters and encroach on their property. This time there are no heroes to protect them.

The real evil party did not take to the streets, but the fake evil party all came out.

They mingled with the angry crowd, screaming, breaking into other people's homes, looting other people's belongings, and finally setting them on fire.

The flames illuminated the night, the orderly town hall became disorderly, the park was full of people's scolding, the originally lively shopping mall was burned to a piece of scorched wood and rotten tiles, and groups of scorched pillars stood quietly, and the ground was still a little red and blood. The whole place has been reduced to hell on earth.

"It's miserable."

Wu Hao whispered and stepped up.

They came to the shopping street. A scorching smell came, and white smoke floated in the air.

The doors of the shops were all open, the windows were all broken, and adults and children were all sitting and standing in the doorways, and no one made a sound. No one did anything to clean it up, like a herd of foolish sheep without a master.

"Wow wow-"

Not far away, a child's cry could be heard, and a little girl stumbled out of the door of a shop, her face covered in blood.

Chasing a boy from behind, he kicked the girl down and pressed her down, bowing left and right and beating violently. The boy's face was smirked, as fierce as a demon.

Wu Hao looked at it, and his footsteps paused slightly.

In times of crisis, human nature can be revealed. Wu Hao thought so.

He remembered that in the real world, that year, his parents and Yang Ji left him at the same time. If it weren't for his sister, he wouldn't have been able to stand it anymore.

He walked towards the boy.

"I told you to report to the teacher! Tell you to report to the teacher! Now your parents are dead! School Strike! Heroes and cops are not good either! Let's see who can save you......"

The boy's face flushed, and the beating could no longer fill the malice in his heart, and he reached out and groped for the girl's clothes.

"Don't do that."

An unfamiliar voice, a hand grabbed his fist like a pincer. It was also a boy, who didn't look much older than him, who looked very thin and weak, but whose hands were unimaginably strong.

The boy struggled hard but couldn't break free, and he scolded: "Who are you!" It's a good thing to spoil Lao Tzu! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu called the evil party to beat you! ”

"A hero who is just interested."

Wu Hao lifted the boy up with one hand, squinted at him for a few seconds and lost interest.

He threw the boy to a fire two meters away, and the stone hit his head, and blood flowed out.

"Ethel, tie him up."

The maid nodded, her slender hand opened slightly, and the clothes on the boy's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless threads that were indistinguishable to the naked eye, binding him.

"So," Wu Hao helped the little girl on the ground up, squatted down, and had a smile on his face: "Brother and sister are going to the hero office now, is the little sister with us?" ”

"No," the little girl's eyes were red, apparently just crying, "my uncle is still waiting for me at the train station, in the north of the city." Thank you brothers and sisters! ”

"Let's send her there," Wu Hao suggested to Ethel, "Anyway, it's not bad to go to the Misty Shadow Hero's office." ”

"Yes."

The three of them disappeared into the chaos of the night, leaving only the boy who was writhing and struggling by the fire.

"This is not the time for your heroes! Now is the time of the evil party! The boy's eyes were red, and he cursed viciously, "My boss is a B-class evil party Deception Dragon, as long as I tell him about it, I will make sure that you can't survive and die......"

"Whose time do you say is it now?"

The man's voice rang out, cold and fierce.

The boy turned to look at the man, who was extremely tall, with blond hair, an explosive head, and two earrings on his earlobes, like a Yellow Spring Nakshatra.

"Are you...... Burst Hero Powder Keg? ”

The boy's face was green with fright, and he trembled.

The powder keg didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and the orange flames formed a flaming whip that wrapped around the boy's right calf.

"I've seen everything just now, even if the situation is so chaotic, the prison and juvenile detention center are still open."

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore!"

The powder keg ignored it, and he only manipulated the whip tighter and dragged the boy out of the door.

He raised his head, his gaze in the direction where Wu Hao and Ethel had disappeared.

"Isn't it just a mouthful, that idiot."

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The Shadow of Mist's office is located in a very remote part of the city, far from the city center. The smoke and flames naturally disappeared here.

The air was sinking and the floor and walls were covered with moisture. Despite the street lights on one side, the vision is still blurred. Gray mist rolled from alley to alley, as if spiritual.

"Walk slowly, be careful of slippery roads." Ethel reminded.

Wu Hao nodded, the further he went, the fog became thicker, and he couldn't see his feet anymore.

It has to be said that the architectural style of the Fog Shadow Hero Office is very much in tune with his hero's name: some dull dark blue paint, holes in the walls, and a thick fog expelling from them.

There was no one nearby, and the whole house was shrouded in an illusion, like a vampire's castle.

"It's not like a hero's office at all. Now, Ethel, is he a witness to Daddy's killing? ”

Wu Hao looked at the maid on the side, her breathing was not very natural, her face was pale, and her body was shaky.

It's the same as the funeral......

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Hao asked, "Is there a gap with the Fog Shadow Hero?" ”

"It's okay......" Ethel pretended to be calm, and said to Wu Hao, as if he was talking to himself.

Wu Hao can see Ethel's ambivalence. She wanted to investigate and find out the truth of the matter; But the deeper she went, the more worried she became, as if something was pulling her steps, and whispered in her ear: Don't move, don't move......

He thought for a moment, then suddenly stopped moving, "Let's go back, as you said, hide from the limelight for a few days." ”

The maid looked stunned and blinked her big onyx-colored eyes, "Why?" ”

"If there is a fight, the main combat power is you, and I am just a drag bottle." Wu Hao said, "With your current state, can you fight?" ”

"Yes," said the maid, "I can sacrifice my life for the sake of the young master......

"Sacrifice without sacrifice is annoying. Listen, I want the two of us to get out of here safely, and if we can't, let's go back, it's no fun. ”

There seemed to be a struggle on Ethel's cold little face.

"You're all here, and you don't want to go home empty-handed, do you?" Wu Hao spread his hands, "Then tell me, what are you afraid of, what are you afraid of, that facial paralysis robot?" ”

There was a long silence.

"I ......"

Ethel hesitated for a moment.

"I was really afraid...... Hero of the Shadow of the Mist. ”

"Why?"

"I always felt that there was something strange about him that I couldn't tell. Is it too close to people? Or deliberately imitate the feeling of people. ”

"I don't understand."

"For example, when people celebrate the elimination of a certain evil party, he is enthusiastic, but there is a hint of calmness in the enthusiasm. Like the funeral of the old man, he is very sad, but the sadness contains a little indifference - I can't explain this feeling, I just feel weird. ”

"I think it's normal." Wu Hao shrugged, "That guy looks like a robot, with a single look, and a voice changer, full of truth - but this is also a personal character, is there anything to be afraid of?" ”

In the face of Wu Hao's questioning, the maid did not refute, she told another fact.

"When the old man was still there, he used to come to our house to practice. I cleaned his room every day, and once, I saw him laughing. ”

"Laugh?"

Wu Hao nodded in agreement, "It's hard to imagine what the robot will do when it laughs...... After all, the guy never took off his helmet at the funeral. ”

"I'm afraid the young master won't be able to see it, what it looks like under the helmet."

"Why?"

"It's empty under the helmet."

"Empty? So how do you know he's laughing? ”

"The ability of the Shadow of Mist Hero is called [Hand of Mist]. He can secrete a mist-like substance from his body. The shape, toughness, defense, and attack power of this substance will all change according to his will. What I saw that day was a doppelgänger he had made out of that substance—he had never made a doppelgänger before. ”

"The body is foggy – and rightfully so. There were about a dozen of them, and they had eyes, muzzles, and big mouths. The main body of the Misty Shadow Hero is silent, but these clones are laughing, laughing very wantonly, spreading malice and murderous aura unscrupulously - as long as they are heroes, they will never make such laughter! ”

Large drops of sweat flowed from Ethel's burgundy sideburns, and Wu Hao touched her little hand, which was cold and cold, and his fingertips were trembling.

"If it's really hard to say, forget it," Wu Hao sighed, "That facial paralysis robot is dangerous." Know this......"

"And the fog on those doppelgangers," the maid continued, ignoring his advice, "and it's completely different from the wall of fog he released at the funeral—the fog he used at the funeral was white, and the fog I saw was iron-gray. It surged violently and rose up like the flames of hell. ”

"Hell's ...... Flame? ”

"I also saw the eyes."

"Eyes? Did the bot find you? ”

"Not his essence, but one of his doppelgangers. It found me, and I saw the doppelganger's eye—it was indeed the Devil's Eye. The edge of the MONOCULUS is a fiery ball, red. A crack in the pupil, like a black hole—"

"It's luring me in, it's luring me in......"

The maid couldn't go on, and her petite body was already sweating profusely. Wu Hao kept stroking her back to calm her down.

It's clear that this robot has more than just the ability to secrete mist. The magic eye of his doppelganger can leave a psychological shadow on people just by looking at them. How terrible it must be!

Isn't the system choosing a tower layer based on my attributes? Let me, a novice with zero skills and zero props, play such a difficult script, and I'm really not afraid that I will retreat?

Be vigilant and take it one step at a time.

Wu Hao sighed, helped the maid up, and rang the doorbell of the Misty Shadow Hero.