Chapter 113. Imperial Bloc Beta β Army

On the original platform, a deafening muffled sound was heard, and the sound shattered all the glass on the platform all the way, and the glass also shattered.

The people on the platform were frightened and screamed one after another, and before they could react, the next moment, the tongue of fire that swallowed the sky rushed straight from the blind corner of the other end's field of vision, and the high temperature instantly swept the entire station platform!

The frightened eyes of the people only saw the flames of burning their bodies coming, and they did not have time to react at all.

For a while, the fire destroyed everything on the platform, and the people on the platform were also engulfed in the fire, and the wounded and dead on the scene filled the entire platform...

A pair of black wings unfurled at some point, blocking the engulfment of the fire.

Under the wings, a pair of panicked mother and son are protected.

The mother looked at the winged lonely word in front of her, and didn't know what to say for a while, when the explosion just happened, the mother instinctively held her child in her arms...

"Mom!" The child came back to his senses and cried loudly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's this big brother who saved us." The mother also came back to her senses when she heard the child's voice.

Is this mother's love?

Lonely glanced at the frightened child in her arms.

"Thank you," the mother said.

"No, take care of your children." After leaving only this sentence, Gu Yu turned around and jumped off the half-human-high platform.

The source of devouring came out of his body, enveloping his naked body to form a pair of close-fitting armor, and the two wings continued to flutter in an orderly manner, driving the lonely words to fly away

Under a sunlit viaduct, a high-speed train passes by, iron wheels making a muffled sound as it passes over the tracks.

In this corner, a homeless man walks in with a sack of rags, where he always receives garbage, and for him, this is his cash cow.

He walked inside, and in his peripheral vision he found a piece of tarpaulin leaning against a cement pillar.

In his eyes, this tarp was gold, and it could be sold for a few hundred yen.

The homeless man stepped forward and lifted the tarp, just as he was about to put it in his bag