The boy over there seemed to be calm on the surface, but Su Que saw that when the two men set up the beer-bellied man next to him, his body also stiffened nervously, but he quickly recovered his indifference.

The atmosphere gradually became lively from solidification, and the noise of low discourse was incessant, and the panic of the imaginary future that hung over the heads of the leftists never dissipated.

This kind of atmosphere even Su Que had to admit that it was really a good time for conspiracy activities, and the conspirator sitting next to her did not let go of this good opportunity.

He leaned forward slightly, his face lowered a little, his bloodless lips pursed into a line, and a few drops of sweat fell down the tips of his hair, and his expression seemed to be very careful.

Correspondingly, the male stars on the left are more intense, and he intersperses the crowd with various excuses, although there are doubts in the clouds, but most of the opinions under his guidance are inclined to "If they can't catch the wild ability, then they will also be caught and take away the ability." point of view.

The fear of losing their ability made the crowd on the left more and more restless, and even the cold sunlight could not soothe their emotions.

At this moment, the crowd on the right was busy transferring abilities, and a sickly excitement enveloped them, and no one noticed the anomaly of the left.

Only the woman with heavy makeup glanced over there, the arrogance between her eyebrows was replaced by vigilance, her lips moved, as if she wanted to tell the chief, but she didn't say anything after hesitating for a long time.

The three of them were rudely escorted over, and they were pressed to their knees by the sturdy men, their shoulders bowed, as if they wanted to struggle, but their muscles were restrained and they couldn't use their strength.

The professional woman kicked her legs hard to make some struggle, and a low whimper came out of her throat, only to attract meaningful glances from the men around her and disdain from the women.

The leader man sitting in the center glanced at them unhurriedly, pausing as he skimmed over the woman.

He stretched out his hand with a wrench and slowly hooked it to the side.

Immediately a young man was pushed out of the crowd, his pale face flushed with a sickly flush, and he seemed to be very excited.

The leader glanced at him, his eyes mostly contemptuous, and then moved to the place of the beer-bellied man, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

I saw that his hand slowly condensed a cluster of viscous light, and a thin layer was placed on his hand like a rubber glove, and then he put his hand straight into the man's heart, groped for it, and effortlessly pulled out a green and vigorous flame as if he were digging something in a hole.

At the moment when the green fire left his chest, the beer-bellied man suddenly lowered his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell to the ground as if he had collapsed, as if even the beer-bellied had wilted a lot.

On the contrary, the man over there was as ecstatic as if he had been pressed against the treasure, his eyes fixed on the fire, and the rosy on his cheeks almost spread to his neck.

The person next to him glanced at the victim with disgust, pulled him up and dragged him to the door of the supermarket with an indifferent face, and pushed him out mercilessly, as if he was covered with plague, and he didn't want to touch him for a second.

The man turned into an ice sculpture the moment he pushed it out, his look of despair not yet faded, and the white edges glittered in the sun.

Su Que looked at the ice sculpture, his eyes moved, and he didn't speak.

But Nan Ke couldn't bear to say in his mobile phone:

"I heard it, that person is so pitiful, you humans are really cruel, and you clans will be persecuted."

He paused, flicked his sleeves politely, and continued a little helplessly:

"Ah, but you have figured out how to escape?"

At this time, Su Que was staring intently at that side, the leader was dealing with the man who was naïve, and when she saw Nan Ke's question, she lowered her voice and replied:

"I didn't come up with it, but I know that guy's plan for the second step, there is a ready-made opportunity to run, and then it will be good to take advantage of the situation."

After Su Que finished speaking, he put his energy over there again.

There was a small reddish flame in the heart of the foolish man, and the person next to him who was ready to accept the ability scolded in a disappointed voice, but under the gaze of the leader, he still obediently accepted the ability, and stood on the side in frustration.

A group of cool talkers gradually gathered around him, and they sneered at him, and even the woman with heavy makeup snorted disdainfully, and didn't look at him again.

Su Que watched the two battles, and gradually understood that the fire taken out of the heart was people's ability, the size of the fire ball represented the strength of the potential of the ability, and the color was the attribute.

Of the first two, it seems that the Beerbelly Man's ability is slightly superior.

Su Que paused, then turned his head to look at the woman again.

At this time, she was kneeling in the middle of the crowd, her face was pale with fright, and she trembled but did not forget to resist.

The middle-aged man of the leader took out a white fire from her body, which was not big, but it was much bigger than the fire of the foolish man.

After moving into the body of a man over there, the leader gestured to that side, and the man next to him nodded knowingly, just standing, not ready to push her out.

Su Que frowned, she faintly sensed that the woman's fate might be about to meet with misfortune.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man of the leader couldn't wait to come to the woman after he was busy with everything, and dragged her half-dragged to a shelf.

The woman kept screaming and struggling, and tried to catch the other shelves, but finally failed to defeat the man because she lost her ability, and her figure gradually disappeared into the shadows of the shelves.

The people next to them looked at each other, some people were talking in a low voice, while some people were watching coldly with their arms crossed, and when they saw this situation, they just straightened their clothes indifferently and were unmoved.

The woman with heavy makeup sat on the counter and stared hatefully at the shelf, her bright red nails clenched, her gaze almost piercing the shelf—her position was no longer secure.

There was a musty smell and the smell of rotten food in the air, the sun was shining indoors, and the stuffy heat penetrated through the pores and went straight to the lungs, Su Que leaned back against the cold wall, and slowly lowered his eyes.

After the loss of civilization, there is a continuous decline in principles.

This seems to have become the norm in the last days.

Nan Ke in the mobile phone saw this situation for the first time, he was stunned, "this and this" for a long time, and there was no end to this, so he had to give up the wording, pull a garbled code to cover the mobile phone screen, and digest it well below.

The layout of the boy next to him seemed to be in full swing, and he slowly regained his energy, preparing his next plan while the group was watching this scene.

Su Que no longer looked at the incident, but cheered up and observed the boy's actions.

The boy also seemed to know Su Que's behavior, but he didn't care about her voyeurism, and started generously.

I saw a paper-thin thing slowly slip out of his sleeve, the whole body of the thing was as black as carbon, and there was no sharp blade, but with a movement of his wrist, he cut the rope, and the break was smooth and smooth.

The boy also quickly put the rope into his pocket like Su Que, and put his hands behind his back, pretending to be still tied, but his face tied with white satin turned to the crowd on the right.

He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.

Only Su Que knew that his second step was about to begin.