The sniper lying on the rooftop opposite the building saw a thick smoke and flames blowing out from the balcony of the house. The flames appeared and then disappeared after testing for a while.

I sigh that I should have cheated to death now!

No matter how hard the superpowered person has, he will never escape without any he can do anything, let alone he rushed in directly...

And in the house after the explosion.

The dust settles.

Hell on earth.

The fire was still burning the sofa and furniture. In the middle of the charred house, Carl was facing down, lying on the edge of the precarious hole in the floor...

Blood kept coming out from the back of his head, flowing through his ears, filling his ears, then flowing to his cheeks, along his nose, onto the carbonized floor...

The head is buzzing, and the tinnitus is the main theme of the world.

He opened his eyes hard, and the ghosting was so blurry.

I coughed twice, my back was shaken, and my heartache came...

I want to get up but I don’t have any strength at all…

He supported his hands and tried to get up

Dizzy eyes and tinnitus, very irritable.

The back and the back of the head were so painful that it was not felt, as if it had been slashed open by someone.

The right leg is cold and burning, and the pain is mixed.

Carl shaking, his mind was blank, like a muddy, and he couldn't help but hum twice, slowly supporting half of his body to sit up.

"Beep-----"

There are still heavy shadows around the fire and burning dust.

If Carl hadn't supported himself and used odor molecules to filter this part of the choking poisonous smoke, even if he was not killed by the blow, he would have been killed by the thick smoke...

The chaotic brain was blanked for a long time in the explosion before remembering that he stepped into the house quickly, and his whole body and mind were saving Alison.

As soon as he came in, he was blown away.

What I thought of at that moment was not to quickly protect myself, but if Alison was also in the house, he would definitely be injured.

He will definitely not die if he is thick in skin and bones, but Alison cannot be injured!

So he didn't take back that part of his energy. If Alison was found in the house, he could just protect her.

It would be better if Alison wasn't in the house, Carl faced it alone.

As a result, he was so anxious that he could not completely avoid the first bomb.

Furthermore, this house has a super energy wave isolation device.

It was impossible for Carl to detect the bomb inside in advance, nor could he confirm whether there was anyone inside.

As he expected, this was a trap.

How could Jemeni ask such an easy question?

But Carl, who was eager to save his sister, walked with the nose of reason. Under the "work" of Jemoney, he dug a hole and made a double plan, he was in a mess, stepped into a super mine and was blown away...

Carl shook his head, and a few drops of sticky blood were thrown out.

Still confused brain, back pain, right leg sting...

Fortunately, he retracted his super energy in time to block the frontal impact.

But he had already flew to the ceiling and had no time to adjust his position to return to defense. He was bombed to the other side of the house...

In less than a second of the whole process, Carl's nerve arc was plotted against before he could react...

If he was prepared at the beginning, it would be fine to escape, but it happened too quickly, he could not confirm whether Alison was in the house...

"uh-huh……"

Carl was injured and weak, and less than 10% of his superpowers were used to control odor molecules to block poisonous smoke and support him to stand up.

He is unwilling to give up...

It’s okay to be plotted!

Alison was not saved and returned empty-handed again!

Damn Jemoney!

Carl should have killed this bastard when he defected to Apollo!

The former benefactor and classmate know Carl's enemies best and the most dangerous.

Even with the blessing of superpowers, Carl still staggered and limped, trying to find a complete plane to return to the sea of ​​the universe.

On the top floor of another apartment building, the sniper who had been ambushing for a long time finally saw Carl standing up in the sight after the flames and smoke dissipated.

The crosshairs wandered twice on Carl's forehead, staring at it.

In the charred house, Carl swayed.

The sniper's sight also moved and re-energized.

I looked at the electronic weather vane, south wind, and the wind speed was 15m/s.

This distance is relatively close and has enough light. The silent and calm sniper gently puts his fingers on the trigger.

Put it down steadily.

"Bang."

The bullet came out in response.

Like countless tasks performed.

After the bullet is fired, the sniper target falls to the ground...

But the sniper didn't see Carl falling down, the target was still alive in his sight, and the sight still aimed at his temple.

The sniper turned his head slightly and looked at the opposite building.

The target did not fall.

Is the bullet stuck?

It was impossible, the bullet flew over accurately.

So, where did the bullet go?

"Let the bullet fly for a while."

Suddenly, the sniper's eyes went dark.

A young curly-haired boy in a green coat suddenly appeared with a hand covering his head.

"puff……"

Blood mist sprayed out from the back of the head.

Brain flowers and bones spread all over the floor...

"Don't...don't kill!"

Dalton, who was in the other hand by the federal craftsman Quarkti, was like a savage.

Undirty, dirty and ragged, stinky, and extremely thin…

I was scared in the air of more than fifty-story buildings, so I still endured the wet pants and boldly corrected the quark's unscrupulous behavior of killing people.

"If you don't kill him, he will kill Carl."

Quark gritted his teeth.

Carrying the weak chicken Mimosa Dalton like a chicken, he flew straight to Carl, who was not much better than Dalton.

Carl watched the ghosts of things and relied on smelling the smell and sounds to tell that his dear brothers could not even be beaten to death!

And his useless subordinates.

"Alison...have you found Alison..."

Carl suddenly relaxed.

My hands were shaking so hard that I couldn't draw circles of space chalk.

"No, I don't know where I was hiding."

Quark picked up Carl with his other hand and was about to run away, but was blocked by a hideous shadow outside the balcony that blocked the sky and the sun...

"Ge...Gwent! So big!"

When Dalton, who was afraid of social terror, saw his old friend who had fainted from the middle of the night, suddenly cried out.

Is it a fight if you have friends coming from afar?

Quark loosened his hands and threw the burden of injury and cowards into the explosion house where Yuhuo had not yet disappeared. He rushed up and fought with Gwenter, the old monster of the Black Mountain, who was covering the sky and the sun...
To be continued...