"Huh?"

Zhang Zhenguo felt this thick world malice, and couldn't help frowning, and then the two thick eyebrows were raised, his right hand was raised again, and the second missile was sent to the launch pad again.

Tian Jia'an opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, since he had already used four pieces, then whether this one was used or not, in fact, there was not much difference.

With the terrifying missile erupting again, the whole story world finally collapses.

Under the powerful artillery fire of modern times, this low-level story world was finally destroyed without any ability to resist, and those ghosts who were like earthbound spirits had no ability to resist at all in the face of this powerful artillery.

With the collapse of the story world, they returned to reality, Zhang Zhenguo strode to Zhang Jun, who was not caught in the story world, and saw that his chest was already open, and the hideous black coffin mark was slowly dissipating, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Chen Taoluo's group of ghosts dies and the things on his body have not been removed, Zhang Zhenguo is estimated to feel guilty for the rest of his life.

On the other side, Xu Yi stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, looking at everything that happened in the sarcophagus village below, and his strong eyesight and hearing allowed him to feel the confrontation between modern technology and ghosts and gods as if he were there in person.

"Science and technology are endless, and the people who benefit are always the top of the people, but the power of one's own body can allow a person to change his life, after all, in this era of imminent great changes, there is power, there is reason to speak."

Since Zhang Jun is fine, there is no need for him to go up, and it will be good to call him another day and say that he didn't see him when he arrives.

Xu Yi turned around, and his figure disappeared into the air, as if he had walked into another space.

……

"It's on fire, it's ...... fire"

In Zhiyuan, a black Internet café in the suburbs suddenly burst into flames, and the fire quickly surrounded this black Internet café that was only 20 square meters but had more than 10 computers.

In the Internet café, there are eight teenagers and young people who are besieged at this time, and they lack the experience and knowledge to escape from the fire, like ants on a hot pot, walking around anxiously, desperately shouting for help.

The fire quickly engulfed the large green iron door, burning it red, and two young men were severely burned their hands as they tried to force it open.

"What a cowardly and incompetent bunch."

Among the eight people present, the corners of a thin young man's mouth curled up with a trace of disdainful ridicule, and his originally cloudy pupils instantly shrank into vertical pupils, like an incomparably cold poisonous snake.

The emaciated young man, with a powerful force that did not fit his body shape at all, grabbed a seat that was almost as tall as him, and smashed it against the iron door, which had become soft due to excessive heat, and the young man was like a poisonous snake swimming in the grass, and with a snort, the man rushed out and disappeared into the fire.

From the teenager's outburst, to the fall of the iron gate, to the teenager's rush out, it was only a matter of one or two breaths, and the remaining few people were completely stunned in place, and it took a while to come back to their senses, with a look of ecstasy on their faces, and hurriedly ran out.

Outside, the firefighters quickly arrived at the scene of the accident, and because the police were called in time, the people inside also ran out, so there were no casualties, just two more impulsive young people, who needed to bandage the wounds on their hands.

With the combined efforts of many firefighters, the fire was quickly extinguished.

The police also arrived soon to inquire about the owner of the black Internet café and the trapped people who escaped to investigate the cause of the accident.

"You're saying that you were rescued by one of the teenagers who was surfing the Internet?"

A middle-aged policeman asked with some surprise.

"Yes, he's so cool, if I had known he was so powerful, I should have worshipped him as a teacher."

Among the six people, a teenager with a serious illness in the second middle school said excitedly.

"You don't know how good he is, but he just grabbed the chair in the Internet café that was as tall as himself, and then slammed the door open with a whoop."

The young man's hand made exaggerated movements, and several people around him also nodded, not seeing the black line expression on the face of the middle-aged policeman.

"It's supposed to be an undocumented Awakened, do you want to touch him?"

After listening to the teenagers' stories, the middle-aged policeman walked up to another young policeman and said in a deep voice.

"Well, when you are the most impulsive at this age, don't let him do anything uncontrollable, go and turn up all the surveillance on the street, and let those teenagers recognize it."

The young policeman nodded, then commanded.

On the other side,

After the emaciated boy escaped from the Internet café, he followed the memories of this body, walked down the street, and looked at the way of life around him that was completely different from the scene of the world that belonged to him in his memory, and he couldn't help but be curious.

His eyes looked at both sides of the street with amusement, and his golden vertical pupils gave him a strange charm.

Soon, with the familiarity of the environment, he quickly absorbed the memories that belonged to this body, and the path he walked became more and more remote, and finally, he approached a scrap yard.

The gate is made of various metal plates, not like it was bought outside, but like it was hand-made, and at a rough look, there is actually a messy beauty.

The young man stood at the door, but stopped, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his cold yellow vertical pupils.

Then, he clenched his fists and took another firm step, pushing open the door that symbolized the opening of his new life, and at this point, his memory and the memory of this body had completely merged.

"Squeak......

I don't know if there is no lubricating oil, or if it is deliberately made like this, as soon as the door opens, there is a piercing friction sound, not to mention the house, even a building a hundred meters away, and this piercing sound can be faintly heard.

"Who?"

A woman's gentle voice came, causing the young man's somewhat thin hand to smack again.

Then, with a jerk, he strode into the scrapyard.

Inside, there is a bungalow, two doors, one door is clean, and the other doorway, there is a woman, a little fat, wearing old clothes, covered with patches, her eyes seem to have a little problem, there are very few black parts, mostly white, there is a faint smell of horror.

At this time, at her feet, there were piles of waste products that were well classified, and the woman's hands were very dirty, and there were many small wounds on them, which seemed to be a little allergic and swollen, so they looked very thick.

"I'm back."

The young man was silent, and after all, he didn't call out the name that should be called, but just said flatly.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back, it's not safe outside in the last few days, and I won't go out at night in the future." The woman smiled and nodded, a loving smile flashing on her dark and ugly face.

"yes, I see!"

The young man nodded, he thought the same way, he was a newcomer, so he naturally had to familiarize himself with the world background first.

"Then you go play, Grandma will put these things away and cook for you."

The woman said softly, then bent down again, and somewhat awkwardly sorted the waste on the ground into bags one by one.

"Good!"

The young man cherished words like gold, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the woman who was picking up the waste with some hesitation.

"What's wrong? You go wash your hands first, then play with your phone, and your grandma will call you when she cooks a meal. ”

As if sensing that the boy was still standing in place, the woman looked up and asked strangely.

"Good!"

The boy said another good word, and then turned and walked into another room.

The room was clean and tidy, things were neatly arranged, and compared to the cluttered and filthy scrap heap outside, it was like two worlds.

The boy's mind seemed to have an image of the woman wiping everything in the room over and over again, and then carefully placing it.

"This damn memory!"

A trace of gloom flashed in the young man's eyes, and he hurriedly walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, propped his hands on both sides of the mirror, and looked at the thin young man with yellow muscles inside, the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an incomparably bright brilliance, and the corners of his mouth rose, revealing an insolent smile.

"Today, I'm Orochimaru!"

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