"Sacco, where are you, get out of here!"

The Motherland, who kept flying low, walked through the streets and alleys, constantly shouting the name of the devil.

Since the beginning of the Blue Rain, the whole city of New York has been completely in chaos.

I don't know who said that you can get superpowers after this rain, so countless ordinary people poured into the streets like crazy.

As a result, the streets are now full of infected laughers.

But more than that, there are corpses lying on the side of the road.

They are just like the SWAT team members before them, affected by the laughing virus in the blue rain, they can't control their abilities at all, and finally end up dead.

The order of the past is gone, and the people of the motherland once thought that they had come to a primitive society where the law of the jungle preyed on the strong.

And he also observed those survivors who survived the laughing virus.

Basically, they are homeless people who are dissatisfied with society and their current life, or unemployed vagrants, and many of them are simply repeat offenders with criminal records.

It's as if they were deliberately chosen.

Although many ordinary citizens with good intentions have survived, the number of these people is really small compared to the lives of many people at the bottom of society.

This made the motherland feel a hint of ridicule.

If it weren't for the collusion between politicians and capital, and the long-term persecution of ordinary people, it would not have been possible to elect so many outstanding talents.

Yesterday's cause, today's effect, it is estimated that those high-ranking big people would never have imagined that today's thing would happen.

However, this has nothing to do with the motherland, because he himself has a vested interest.

His only thought now was to find Lu Wu.

The motherland regards himself as a god, New York is his kingdom of God, his prison, he doesn't care how many ordinary people die, but New York must not be chaotic.

The source of chaos must be contained, and when the time comes, if Lu Wu knows each other, then don't blame him for killing him.

It's easy to say anything in normal times, but once it involves the vital interests of the motherland, any brotherhood is bullshit.

But... It's all based on being able to find Lu Wu.

However, the problem is that the motherland people circled around several times, but they couldn't find out where Lu Wu was.

What makes people even more angry is that he was provoked.

Perhaps it was the sudden force that made the laughers lose themselves, or perhaps the noise of the motherland as they flew disturbed them.

In short, these people began to express their dissatisfaction with practical actions.

The motherland saw a dark-skinned young man on the ground not far away, who lifted a car and threw it at him.

Unfortunately, this level of attack did not pose any threat to him, and with a slight side, he easily dodged the speeding car.

Unable to complete his mission, the car felt loveless, and immediately crashed into the opposite office building.

I heard a loud bang, and the car finally turned into a pile of broken copper and iron, and the office building was also knocked out of a big hole, billowing black smoke outward.

This surprised the people of the motherland, and the black guy had a lot of strength.

Although it is not as strong as his superpower, it is also stronger than most superhumans.

However, surprise is surprise, the motherland is still not ready to let go of the black guy, especially after he listened to the conversation between the black guy and his friend.

"You're crazy, that's a motherland!"

"What's wrong with the motherland, he has more heads or more arms than us? Don't forget, we're transhuman now! ”

"Can that be the same?"

"It's different, I'm going to challenge him today. Kill him, I'm the strongest superhuman! ”

I saw the black guy push away his companion who was pulling him, and lifted a bigger car from the parking space next to the road.

The motherland who stopped in mid-air was laughed at angrily, there are still such self-conscious people in the world.

Or is his usual temper in front of the public too good, and any cat or dog dares to challenge him.

So, two red lasers shot at the black guy holding the car.

Just heard the stabbing sound, one of the black guy's arms exploded instantly.

Before the pain could be heard, the power fighter was crushed to the ground by the car that had lost its support.

Seeing him crying and trying to climb out from under the car, the eyes of the motherland turned red, and two lasers shot over.

The car with the fuel tank detonated turned into a huge fireball in an instant.

Because of the vigorous vitality of the superhuman race, the poor little black brother howled for more than ten minutes before he completely lost his breath, and finally burned only a piece of coke.

And the friend next to him fled as early as the moment the motherland made a move.

The motherland didn't chase it, but listened to the miserable screams of the little black brother in the same place until there was no movement.

I thought that this time the killing of chickens and monkeys was enough to deter those who were not self-conscious laughers.

As a result, he was wrong.

Armed with a sharp weapon, the murderous intent arises.

This is the first to dare to challenge the Motherland's wild laughter, but it will not be the last.

When the first person to challenge authority appears, it shows that there are thousands of people who think the same way as him are snooping.

After just a few minutes, some people couldn't bear it.

"Whoever kills him is the strongest superhuman!"

I don't know who shouted, like a clarion call for a charge, arousing the anger in the hearts of those who were already dissatisfied with this society and superheroes.

Suddenly, countless laughers poured out from all directions and corners.

They swarmed like a tidal wave, shouting jumbled slogans and rushing to the Motherland.

Looking at these terrifying creatures with extremely distorted faces and chaotic minds, like zombies, the people of the motherland have lost their former calmness.

He quickly rose in altitude, his two red eyes firing in full force, pouring energy into the ground with all his might.

In an instant, brilliant rays, fierce explosions, and life were harvested like mowing grass.

In the originally dense crowd, one after another blood-colored clearings were swept away, and a large number of stumps and broken arms were thrown high and fell fiercely.

The sky, the heart-rending roar of a laugher and the beep of laser rays echoed.

But this is not a one-sided massacre, these newly acquired rebels are also attacking the motherland in their own way.

Beams of light, sound waves, bone spurs, streams of water, and even fire and thunder.

The streets are no more than 200 meters long, like the battlefields of the legendary gods and demons.

The people of the motherland are gradually exhausted, trying to dodge all kinds of attacks, but the laughers seem to be unable to kill them all, endlessly.

His eyes began to sour, his head began to swell, and a lingering sense of panic rose in his heart.

The creatures he usually regarded as ants now have the possibility of biting elephants to death.

The people of the motherland slowly have the idea of retreating, and are ready to take action, and if this continues, he may really die here.

But the Laughers didn't seem to be going to let him go so easily.

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