Chapter 81. The Great Banshee

Sparks dripped from the burning man's body, and the steam mecha beneath him was charred black, but everything that could be burned was burned clean.

Immediately afterward, the Burning Man pounced on another steam mech, and in just two minutes, three war machines were set on fire.

The Burning Man stood on the ground and stopped his attack as a man appeared on the opposite side.

"Abigail."

He snorted softly.

The fire man slowly raised his hands, held his head, and fell to his knees as if crying silently.

Zhou Jinru looked at her, the firelight swayed in her pupils, this girl was crying, asking, she didn't understand, and she didn't understand, what they did wrong to be treated so cruelly.

Not only was she crying, she was wailing, there were countless people around, the spirits of countless Sakaz deceased, all connected by Abigail, layers of sounds, just a scream, was enough to destroy the spirits of normal people, because they could not withstand the terrible oppressive force.

She had awakened the Source Stone Technique, and this power was protecting her, but if it continued like this, it would kill her just as well.

"It shouldn't be like this."

A drop of rain fell on Zhou Jinru's mask, and then, a drizzling rain fell, and he raised his hand and twisted the rain into a stream of water, enveloping Abigail and extinguishing the flames on her body.

Holding the charred girl with both hands, Zhou Jinru looked down at her face, after the burning, she was unrecognizable, her eyes barely opened a slit, she opened her mouth, but she spit out a puff of black smoke.

"I know what you want to say, I know what you want to do, I do it for you, the answer you want to ask, I ask for you clearly."

The blackened, withered hand grabbed his sleeve, and after a few seconds, let go, falling, and the girl lost consciousness.

"Give her to me, let me come, she's not dead yet, she'll definitely survive, I promise!"

Zhou Jinru glanced up at the pale silver fox and said in a low voice, "Who did it?" ”

"Doyle, it must be him, Gotham borrowed this batch of civilian steam mechs to take the commercial contract, he lives in Gotham ......"

Before the words fell, Zhou Jinru gently put Abigail down and said, "She will be handed over to you, she can't die, I want her to live." ”

He turned into a golden light and flew towards the sky.

……

David's eyes were gloomy as he looked at the fire that kept burning even in the heavy rain, and the flames from the steam mecha were mostly accelerants, and the fire could not be extinguished for a while.

"It's over, it's over, we're done!"

His companion stared blankly at the fire and broke down and let out a cry.

Seeing Zhou Jinru turn into light and fly away, he shouted again: "Why is Dr. Courtman gone, he is gone, what should we do, we ......"

Syllable!

A slap in the face hit the man, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

David's expression was gloomy, he grabbed his collar, and his tone was calm: "What are you panicking about!" We are still alive, and there is hope as long as people live! Don't worry about Dr. Courtman, he's only been here for two days, don't you even know how to breathe?! ”

The Sakaz man let go of his hand, his expression cold: "Go, follow me to appease the surviving compatriots!" ”

……

Doyle stood on the balcony of his house, looking at the black smoke in the distant sky, he was very satisfied with his masterpiece, so that no matter how willing Gotham was to let go and restore the status of the Demon Clan, the Demon Clansman who had been hit hard would no longer be able to trust Gao Tan, and even completely stand on the opposite side because of this.

The only price is that his identity can no longer be used, and the reaction of Gotham will definitely be held responsible, and it is only a matter of time before he finds himself from the pilots of those steam mechas.

"It's a pity that the life and death of the Great Banshee can't be confirmed, if she can die in the fire, how wonderful would it be?"

Doyle returned to the room, he didn't have much time to leave, he had to leave before Gotham could react.

Tidying up his things, Doyle carried his suitcase, put on his top hat, and reached out to unscrew the front door, he was very mindful of his decency.

But at the moment when the main entrance opened, a figure stood there, without making a sound, and in the gap of the metal mask, an indifferent gaze was looking at him.

Doyle suppressed the shock in his heart, he didn't even notice that someone was standing in the doorway, and the other party was like a ghost!

"You ......"

As soon as he spoke, the man jerked out his right hand, pinched his jaw, and thrust it against the wall, making Doyle dizzy.

This person is Silver Fox's personal doctor, how could he come so quickly?!

Zhou Jinru didn't care at all, and slapped Councilor Gotham in the face with his backhand, who immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with two teeth.

"Councillor Doyle, we're meeting again."

He kicked the councillor over, reached out and grabbed the other party's collar, pushed him against the wall, and whispered, "Why did you order those steam mechs to go to the quarantine area and set fire?!" ”

Doyle gasped violently, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, half of his face was swollen, and he struggled: "I don't understand what you're talking about!" ”

"Don't try to lie in front of me, Your Excellency."

Zhou Jinru dragged the embarrassed Doyle, kicked through the balcony guardrail, suspended half of his body in the air, and asked: "We are all smart people, don't play those tricks, tell me, who instructed you, I will give you a good time, don't answer or lie to me again, I will make your life worse than death, you know, I am a doctor, I know many kinds of torture to extract confessions, but I am willing to give you another chance, you still have two minutes." ”

"Hehe, hehe......"

Doyle made a gurgling sound in his throat, blood kept spilling from his mouth, and he still had half-broken glasses on his face, and said weakly: "A fool like you doesn't understand what we're doing at all, if being killed by you is my fate, I'm willing to accept it, Dr. Courtman, what about your fate, do you accept your fate?" ”

Zhou Jinru stared at the parliamentarian's face, as if he wanted to find something out of him.

"The word fate sounds familiar, and this condescending tone, I think of some idiots who always think that they are in control of their destiny and can judge others from a higher perspective, can't it be such a coincidence, Councilor Doyle, you are a member of the balance of fate?"

When Doyle heard Zhou Jinru say this word, his eyes suddenly widened, he seemed to understand something, stretched out his hands, and squeezed Zhou Jinru's wrists hard!

He understood, no wonder this man came so quickly, because he was the defender!

There is only one person who truly understands the scales of fate and is committed to tracking down, Kelsey!

The identity of the man in front of him is about to come out!

"Are you...... You are ......"

Doyle's heart ached, and he saw a dinner knife pierce his chest and penetrate his heart.