The clean white room has a huge floor-to-ceiling window, which is dim and dark, and the wind and snow cover the world.

Inside, the bright incandescent lights were on, and Red stood naked in the center.

He closed his eyes and slowly spread his arms, and a light appeared on his body, like water flowing in a river, and the light rippled for a while, gradually brightening.

As if a wind was blowing, his shoulder-length black hair fluttered, and a light lit up at the base before moving toward the ends. The hair that was originally black faded to white and then to a transparent color.

Suddenly, his body brightened up for a moment, and he actually levitated as if out of gravity, and the surface of his feet was 10 centimeters off the ground.

His skin was clean and smooth, all the pores on the surface were gone, and the texture of his skin was gone, looking as unreal as a plastic dummy.

He opened his eyes, his eyes as bright as diamonds sparkled brilliantly, his transparent hair fluttered at this moment, and there were sparks flying at the ends of his hair.

"Finally able to control my abilities. Red raised his hands in front of him and rolled his eyes, the glowing eyes not indon't inconjure his eyesight.

Floating like this for a moment, Red fell back to the ground.

He half-crouched down and tapped his hand on the translucent floor, "It should be quite hard, right?"

He raised his fist and slammed it the floor with a "thump". The imaginary shattered picture did not appear, and the floor remained intact.

"It's strange, how can I not break it with so much force!" Red shook his aching hand, a little depressed.

After thinking for a moment, he closed his eyes and clenched his fists again. A light appeared on his fist, and after a few seconds, the light grew heavier and heavier, and he opened his eyes and punched it.

The floor shattered the moment it touched its fist, and shards of wood and concrete flew up, revealing the steel bars buried inside. A few cracks quickly spread out, and then the whole room seemed to tremble, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows suddenly cracked.

Red let out a scream, clutching his cracked fist and falling to the ground, this time, he didn't pass out.

The pain was constantly irritating the red nerves, and he whimpered and looked at his injured hand, and there was no red blood flowing out, but dots of light coming out.

A moment later, a butterfly-like stream of light stopped in the air and quickly flew back into his cracked wound. Thin white lines swelled around the edge of the tear, covering the wound layer by layer, and the tear healed quickly.

Red gasped, sat up and looked at his intact palm, "Wow, that's amazing...... It just hurts so much......"

Despite seeing it more than once, this miraculous healing power still makes Red feel fresh and curious.

At this moment, a slight sound was heard, the door to the room was opened, and Red immediately stood up.

"I'm sorry, sir, I broke the room. He lowered his head and said embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter. Titovic glanced at the shattered floor and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and smiled, "Looks like you've made a lot of progress." ”

"Well, I can already control myself in that state. Red also laughed, and suddenly he saw Titovich's hand tied with a bandage, and his smile sank again, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it that day......"

"It's okay, my child. Titovic waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care about it, "How long can you stay in this state?"

Hong was slightly stunned, then touched his transparent hair and said, "About 1 hour...... It should be almost time now. ”

Titovic nodded, "Then we'll have to hurry." ”

With that, he clapped his hands, and two men in black suits came in from outside, and they carried a puppet into the house and left.

"What is this?" Red approached the puppet and touched it curiously.

"You punch him. Titovic pointed to the puppet's head.

"But...... Won't this be very hard? I'm afraid it hurts......" Red showed a look of embarrassment.

"It's just plaster. Titovic shook his head and took two steps back, "Smash him." ”

Red looked at the puppet for a while, raised his fist, and hit the puppet's head with a punch, as easily as a piece of paper.

The plaster exploded in an instant, shards flew wildly, and Hong's eyes widened as he maintained a punching stance.

The pain in his fist brought him to his senses, the inside of the puppet was hollow, and there was a corpse inside, the head had been shattered by his fist, the brain and blood hung on it, the broken skull was inserted into the flesh of his hand, and points of light flew out of the wound.

"People...... There's someone inside!" Red looked at Titovic with a trembling body and a panicked expression.

Titovic reached out and grabbed Red's arm, helped him pull it back, and pulled out the broken bone that had been inserted into the flesh, "yes, you killed someone." ”

"I ......," Red quibbled loudly, "I didn't know there was anyone inside!"

He couldn't hold back his fear and wanted to back away, but Titovich held his hand tightly.

"Yes, you didn't know that someone was in the puppet, but you killed him, didn't you?

Titovic raised his red palm in front of the two of them, and the wound was slowly healing.

"It's just with this hand of yours that you kill someone!"

Red was speechless, his bright eyes gradually dimmed, and he returned to his normal human form.

"No...... I don't want to. His eyes were red, and the liquid rolled in his sockets, "You asked me to do this." ”

"Okay, then I'll tell you, you didn't kill this man, he was dead before he was made into a puppet!" Titovich raised his red chin and stared into his eyes, "And he didn't die innocently, he was a death row prisoner who was going to be exiled to the Far East!"

"I ...... No killing......"

"Well, you really didn't kill anyone. Titovic gently hugged Red and patted him on the back to soothe his violently trembling body.

"However, what I want to tell you is that killing people is not terrible, and in the world of supernatural people, if you don't kill people, you will be killed. Titovic whispered in Red's ear, "You have to learn to accept killing in order to live." ”

With that, he patted Red Ming's head and left the room alone.

Red stood next to the broken puppet, his face covered by his drooping black hair, and he couldn't see his expression.

Behind, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are covered in broken lines, and the wind and snow are howling outside, and the whole world seems to be frozen in ice.