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"You haven't answered the question yet."

Leonard looked at Ma Yao with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

"Where is Wang Jin?"

Before Ma Yao could speak, there was a sudden burst of muffled thunder in the distance, and the Geiger counter on Leonard's wrist began to flash wildly.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the strong wind carried dust to the urban area.

The concentration of pollution in the air rose wildly and soon exceeded the standard value.

"Ah, you don't need me to tell you now, do you?"

Ma Yao spread his hands, his smile showed no emotion.

"Go save that silly boy, hurry up, move."

whoosh-

The wind blade slashed out soundlessly, drawing a shallow wound on the tip of Ma Yao's eyebrow.

"It is illegal to attack the operatives of the Administration Bureau."

The social animal with the scar on his face didn't panic at all, but just raised his eyes to look at Hu Xiaobei.

The normally dazed little fox showed his fangs and sharp claws rarely, and his green eyes were full of murderous intent.

"I don't care what the ruling bureau is planning, but you are using my people as pawns."

"Remember, whether it's me or Wang Jin, the whole company stands behind me."

Three snow-white foxtails fluttered behind her, the girl's expression was cold, but her eyes were filled with angry flames.

"what."

Ma Yao didn't retaliate, just nodded with a smile, with an indifferent look on his face.

"Let's go."

Hu Xiaobei took a deep look at Ma Yao, turned around and got into the car.

"I'll go as well."

A sweet female voice sounded weak behind her.

"Little Yu."

Tian Gou gritted his teeth and stood in front of Meng Yu, reaching out his hand to support her body that almost fell down.

"I don't know much about you, but I can see that it's dangerous over there, and you're weak."

"Can you not go?"

Raindrops fell pattering down, wet his hair.

"You're showing that look again."

Meng Yu didn't respond positively, but just reached out and stroked Tian Gou's hair.

"Like a wet puppy, every time you beg me like this, I will soften my heart."

The girl twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a slightly apologetic smile.

"Unfortunately, not this time."

"You're right, it's dangerous over there."

"But Wang Jin is over there, we can't leave him alone, can we?"

Meng Yu hugged Tian Gou into his arms with a soft and gentle tone.

Her petite frame exudes a reassuring air, like a mother putting her child to sleep.

thump.

The young man in his arms fell to his knees, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Let's go."

Meng Yu shook her head, her face became even paler.

-

"Boom..."

The thunder was rolling, and the rain was pouring crazily towards the earth.

The howling wind lifted up the stagnant water that fell to the ground, turning it into a frenzied waterspout.

The turbulent airflow caused countless birds to fall to the ground, and the snakes, rats, ants and insects in the depths of the street fled like fleeing for their lives.

The disaster is gradually taking shape, and the ominous atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier.

Lightning illuminated the pitch-black clouds, and something could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing among them.

It was an abomination floating in the air with its arms outstretched.

The ponytail spread out, and the white hair danced wildly in the air.

The red mark on the face became more vivid, and the amber eyes seemed to be filled with molten metal.

With compassion on his face, he looked at the painful human being.

The flames swirled around him, but it didn't look like he was being manipulated at all.

It was a gift from Anne before she left, and it could also be called a blessing.

It's a pity that the blessing of strange stories is not so easy to use.

Wang Jin is not Annie, he has no way to control the flame, he can only let it rage in his body.

The huge energy almost burst through the chest, and the skin and hair burned like a torch being lit.

The bones creaked and seemed to have been turned into ashes.

The whole body seemed to be on fire, and the maddening pain stimulated Wang Jin's nerves.

But he didn't die. Instead, he raised his arms high and yelled loudly at the figure in the sky.

"Abominable! Your uncle!"

Enduring the burning sensation from his limbs and bones, Wang Jin cursed loudly.

The flame left by Annie was very strange. It didn't ignite Wang Jin's clothes and body, but burned quietly on his body surface, as if putting a bright red cloak on the prince.

In the dark world, the flames danced and danced as if they were alive.

While fire brings pain, it also brings...power.

The raindrops carrying pollution and disasters evaporated in mid-air, and a dry space even formed around Wang Jin.

The miscellaneous fish under Shen Nie's hand trembled and flinched, not daring to approach him half a step.

Flame and death surrounded the young man at the same time, and the pure white costume and crown unreservedly revealed his majesty.

He is the Lord of Fire, a man favored by death.

The iris petals in the air were ignited, and the slender spiked sword brought a raging fire.

Dreamy.

Feeling the change in himself, Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

The flame left by Annie didn't have too much attack power. Its function was to stimulate Wang Jin's potential through high temperature.

It's a pity that this power is only temporary, and when the flame goes out, Wang Jin will turn back into that mortal again.

However, this is enough.

Anne's previous attack made the believers of the evil deeply fear the flames, even if the things on Wang Jin were not aggressive, they did not dare to step forward easily.

The retreat that was originally blocked by the monsters has been opened by Annie with flames, and Wang Jin can leave at any time.

Of course, the premise is that there is no torrential rain that has affected the entire southern district.

The calamity is gradually expanding, Wang Jin can't just walk away like this.

"Since when have I been so childish?"

The young man sighed, with a helpless smile on his face.

He has always been adhering to the principle of having nothing to do with himself, and believes that those who save the world are a group of passionate idiots.

When the sky fell, there was a tall man holding it up, so it was not my turn.

However, when this situation really appeared in front of him, the foot that should have been retreating could not move.

"Maybe... I still have a little conscience?"

Wang Jin gritted his teeth and raised his sword again.

"It's all the fault of Zhao Guangming, that old bastard. Childhood is indeed contagious."

"It doesn't matter, the Administration said they will pay for it."

After trying hard to convince himself, Wang Jin put on a posture and looked at the abomination floating in the air.

The flames surged, and the heat vaporized the raindrops.

The prince in white finery swung his sword forward again.

-

West District of Shangjing City.

Even the country's best drainage system was unable to cope with the level of rainfall, and the water quickly overflowed the curb.

This made it even more difficult for Zhao Guangming to judge the situation under his feet, as he was stumbling around.

The wound on his body kept oozing blood, and the torn coat could no longer stop the cold wind.

The white-haired abomination didn't even look at him again, but walked forward slowly and firmly.

"Ah...you can't fight without that thing."

Zhao Guangming finally couldn't hold on, and fell to his knees in the muddy water with a plop.

Unfortunately, the slender black box has been blown away, and the only hope has been shattered.

The middle-aged man did not give up, he gritted his teeth, and threw out the two jet-black knives.

like water off a duck's back.

It's not quite right to say that, at least he managed to attract the attention of the gods.

"Collapse."

Emotionless words came out, and the ground began to cave in.

Zhao Guangming, who had lost the ability to resist, suddenly sank into the water and disappeared without a trace.