Excited, excited, crazy......

The people present were extremely emotionally unstable and unable to help themselves, because they saw hope, and Edward's abilities were perhaps coincidental and special, but when the second person did the same thing, it meant that there would be a third, a fourth......

Meaning, they will be next!!

They can do it too.

Looking at Vincent in the dazzling thunder, feeling the oppressive aura exuded by the tall body, the power of the thunder titan, everyone went crazy.

Countless people cheered, and their mouths emitted inexplicable roars, roars......

Looking at the frenzied policeman, Edward's expression was calm, and he was secretly relieved in his heart.

In fact, it is only speculation that Shenquando will make people evolve, and for himself, it is certain, because he not only cultivates Shenquando, but also controls the whole body with the Gate of Truth, and other people practice Shenquando, what changes will there be, whether it will evolve, he is not sure.

Evolution is extremely complex, and that is the authority of creation.

And now......

The blue eyes reflect the dazzling current, and the violent power indicates that the future will be a magnificent era.

"I'm sure those people can't hold back anymore when they hear the news."

……

In the afternoon, the air seemed to have accumulated too much moisture, and under the exposure to the sun, it looked very steamy, and the trees on both sides of the street, with their verdant leaves, also lost their luster and were a little listless.

The crows skimmed over the streets, leaving behind their irritating calls, and the clouds hung low to the ground, oppressive and breathless......

The streets are dreary, and there is an oppressive atmosphere in the air. The breeze that blows from time to time is like the breath of a dying person, so powerless, revealing a trace of grayness.

The short-lived knows, in the wanton squandering of the little time left, like a rock singer immersed in his own world, hysterical roaring, venting his life. No matter how unbearable the heat is, each one is hilarious. It's their rock 'n' roll spirit.

Except for the presumptuous knowing, there are not even scattered pedestrians on the streets.

In this kind of weather, everyone wants to stay at home all the time, blowing the cool air conditioner. The dull, humid air outside, even if you stay a little longer, will make people moldy.

Of course, there are exceptions. On a small lawn next to the street, next to the old car tires, four idle thugs laughed and played, their mouths constantly spraying dirty words, and their colorful ghost paintings showed their special personalities.

……

"Breathe...... Breathe ......"

The dreary streets, when, there was a heavy wheezing sound, like some kind of beast coming out to hunt for food.

The streets were much quieter, and the summer rock singers, who had been playing art with their voices, were also frightened, shut up, moved their short-lived bodies, and quietly hid behind the wilting leaves.

Street Hill, a tightly wrapped figure in a firefighting suit, standing there, wearing a gas mask, unable to see the face clearly, except for the constantly undulating chest, knowing that there were living people inside.

"Hey!" A heavy, somewhat distorted voice interrupted the pleasant afternoon of several people.

The four thugs stopped what they were doing and looked at the figure on the street with an unkind face. The firefighting suit is a little fat, and as you can imagine, the people inside are not tall. For a while, the expressions on the faces of the four thugs became a little more vicious. Looking at the thin figure on the street, his eyes flashed with banter and a little anger.

"Hand over your money." There was a lot of nervousness in the thick voice. The figure wearing a fire banner was trembling slightly.

"What?!"

Surprised, very surprised, and then the four of them laughed exaggeratedly as if they had heard some kind of joke. Rich body language, somewhat contrived.

"Hahaha, did you hear that, he asked us to hand over the money, haha, who did he think he was. Yes!! ”

"Oh no, I've been robbed. Who's going to save me, Mom, Mommy, I'm going to find Mommy......"

"Come on, we should call the police at this time and let the police uncle come and save me......"

"Help! Help ......"

……

Loud mockery, wanton sarcasm, continued to spew out of the mouths of the four thugs, and it was clear that the four were happy, very happy, and the boring afternoon had a little extra fun.

"I want you to hand over the money!" Something suppressed in the voice.

"Ha, we don't pay, what can you do with us?!" The advantage in size, the difference in numbers, the four thugs completely took this robbery as a joke.

In their opinion, this person who wraps himself is either a madman or a fool.

"Oh wait, let me think, this voice...... I think I've heard this voice before......"

One of the four seemed to remember something, looking at the figure on the street, a little suspicious. Frowning, his big hands scratched his scalp as if he was struggling to think.

The words of the gangsters make the visitors very nervous!

"Damn, I'll let you hand over the money." He roared in a low voice, and the eyes behind the mask began to redden, revealing a hint of fierce light.

"Ha, I remembered, I remembered. Oh no, our baby, it's incredible, it's incredible!! ”

"Let me guess what made you change so much, huh, friendship? No. Love? Haha, no, no, no. Ahaha, I thought about it, I thought about it, it must be your mother who is about to die?!! ”

"Oh no, it's a sad story. You don't have the money to buy medicine for your mother, and your mother is dying. Our baby is about to lose his mother. ”

"Haha, only when we get out of our mother's arms, our baby will grow up, and there will be no need to drink milk. Oh my God. ”

……

Loud mockery, the future people drowned. The body wrapped in the firefighting suit was trembling violently.

Among the four thugs, a short-haired young man with the tallest stature and a scorpion tattoo on his face walked up to the visitor, looked at each other condescendingly, and swept the ridiculous firefighting suit with angry eyes, and mocked.

"Baby, is it like wrapping yourself up like this, it will give you a sense of security."

"Tut-tut, your father used to be a firefighter. This dress was originally your drunken father's, isn't it?! ”

Looking up and down, the tattooed man touched his chin and made a sound in his mouth.

"Ha, your drunkard father must have used the relief money to buy wine and drink again, obviously, between wine and family, he chose the former, haha, a wise choice."

"Hahaha." Another barrage of loud ridicule.

……