Brian. DuPont has been educated for almost two decades, both privately and in schools, but in any case, it doesn't include the option to "turn yourself into a hero", and the average person knows that when you see a crime/fire or other natural disaster*, the first priority is to protect yourself and call the fire brigade and the police department – not to mention DuPont, DuPont has always been a selfish family, in order not to let the family fortune be lost, They can marry and reproduce their own blood relatives without fear like the Egyptians did 1,500 years ago – can you expect them to raise a Batman or Superman?

Brian. Dupont didn't even have a helmet, and in a brief glance, he saw that Avery was shaking his legs, and that the pillar was going to fall at any moment, and the concrete floor that it connected was large enough to cover a living room.

Avery. Famo's mother wasn't the kind of poor woman who was thin enough to fit in her armpits, she was fat, her waist bulging, like an unconventional rugby ball, and between them were broken cement blocks, protruding steel bars, toppled iron seats, and some oddly shaped wooden wreckage, and Brian didn't even know if he could get her out - he looked up at Avery, who looked at him, his mouth open, as if he was about to say something more, but all he could make was a short mmmmmmmmm

"Hold on." Brian. DuPont said he stumbled over the obstacles, thanking God that he was wearing a pair of heavy cowhide boots and jeans today, but even so, he almost got a small piece of steel bar through his ankle when he tried to carry Farmo's mother.

This discovery made Brian break out in a cold sweat, but he didn't have time to think too much, he didn't even notice Avery gratefully and began to crawl out, yes, crawling, with a two-hundred-pound weight on his body, and the ground was flat enough to put down a foot, he really couldn't get more attention and physical strength, and there was constantly rubble hitting Brian's head, and his eyes were gray, so he had to blink desperately.

Brian didn't know how he managed to get out, all he knew was that when he was caught in the light and people rushed up to drag him out of the danger zone with the people on his side, he fainted with peace of mind when he heard Avery mother's voice tell them that there was still someone in the hall and was understood.

***

Five minutes later, ambulances from nearby hospitals roared in, and they picked up the sick and injured.

Dr. Smith was also injured, but he noticed Sasha. Hopkins was taken away by an ambulance that did not have a hospital logo painted on it.

He looked at his hands, Hopkins' blood sticking to his fingers, and he and another doctor cut Hopkins' clothes to give him first aid, only to be surprised to find that his internal bleeding had almost stopped, and his organs, muscles, and skin were squirming and healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"You may have heard of ......," his colleague swallowed, "there is a kind of person who is not quite like us. ”

"Yes...... I...... Know. Dr. Smith said breathlessly, looking left and right, blankly placing a large piece of sterilized gauze over the cracked opening, "I know." "The Manchester Hospital has information, sections, and tissue specimens from the Psychic Person, but Dr. Smith is not qualified to access them, but he has heard of them - the Psychic do not go to ordinary hospitals for physical examination and treatment, and the government has designated a hospital for them, and this is the first time Dr. Smith has come into contact with a living Psychic person.

Come and pick up Sasha. The Hopkins men took everything in the tent, including the waste, the cotton balls and gauze that had taken up the blood.

Dr. Smith retrieved his cryopreservation box from a nurse before climbing into the ambulance, which contained a piece of ovarian tissue, but was now a blood-stained piece of stainless steel.

***

Greet Boa. Douglas's is a fist.

Catherine doesn't look like a woman at all in some ways, she rarely uses a slap when she fights, most of them are fists, and the fists are still very hard - she also wears a large ring that can act as a finger tiger, and the ring is in Bo'er. Douglas's snow-white face left a deep imprint that was so deep that Chitz. Carson could easily read the phrase—two words from the Bible Proverbs, the way of death.

Douglas was only willing to take this moment, and the second fist was blocked by a large field of fluffy roses.

"you!" He shouted after the shattered rose petals, "I saved your little cub." ”

"Ah," replied Catherine indifferently, "I know, but so what? She said cruelly, "Do you want to turn around and leave?" ”

Of course, Boa doesn't turn around and leave, he exposes Sasha's injuries and stuns him for Catherine, who is in regular contact with him to get to know Sasha. Hopkins doesn't "date" him regularly, and he hasn't seen Catherine for two months.

The woman was a stupid, and he was even more stupid—he jumped headlong into her without seeing her danger, and ended up in this ridiculously painful situation.

Boa. Douglas hated her.

(To be continued) (To be continued)