She's not from Paradise Island
You're close! The short distance of a dozen paces was fleeting, and No. 58 was doing nothing in vain and could not touch the woman's corner.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! No. 58 broke out an amazing desire to survive between the lines of life and death, breaking through his own ability to bind, he did not continuously erupt the beam, but a fierce continuous output of energy beams.
And the woman in front of a bent low, long legs tight, boots gently point, instantly came to the side of No. 58.
Have you ever felt despair? She is in front of you, step by step towards you. You clearly have a weapon in hand, but in any case can not stop her, or even hurt her, can only helplessly watch the death step by step toward themselves, feel the cold taste of death over the body.
Boom!
A cold slender palm suddenly pressed on the side of No. 58's face, the palm suddenly ignited a raging fire, the red flame is extremely hot, wanton burning everything in the world.
At the same time, the woman's gray eyes turned into two candles.
Yes, her eyes became two red candles, in the eyes of the faint burning in the place of eyeballs.
This...
'Ah! No. 58 cried out in pain, and in an instant, half of his face had been scorched and torn, and his skin was charred as charcoal in an instant, and even exposed his white bones.
At this moment, even though his head was burning and tearing, the physical pain was nothing to 58, because 58's heart was shaking, and the fire was not only destroying his head, but also burning his soul.
This situation is really incredible, 58 accept the baptism of the hot fire, but his heart is extremely cold.
The flame is obviously very hot, why does it reveal such a horrible breath? The contrast is jaw-dropping.
The woman's hand suddenly forced 58's head directly into the wall!
"Number 33, one point."
"Number 33, one point."
"Huh?" Ethan was a little stunned. 33? Cynthia?
"Soldier." Thinking, Ethan heard a whisper, Ethan back against the wall, the hidden probe looked, but saw a pair of burning faint candle "eyes".
Just looking at her, Ethan felt a chill on his back and his heart shook violently, as if he felt an evil spirit from the abyss of hell hunting those delicious souls in the world.
Likewise, Ethan saw the body Cynthia was carrying, the mangled, charred head she was holding in her hands.
Cynthia threw the body on the ground, the flames from her palms dissipated, the two candles in her eyes quietly disappeared, and her eyes gradually returned to gray, and she saw her head slightly tilted, looking at Ethan not far away.
That means, it goes without saying: Is it enough to move you?
Ethan pursed his mouth, pulled his head back, leaned against the wall, gently bumped the back of his head against the wall, and muttered helplessly: "Trouble... Please..."
In the Bay City control room, Dougs was overjoyed, rubbing his hands in excitement and Shouting loudly, like a live commentator: "This is the strength!" It's hard to believe that the information the appraiser gave me was accurate, my God! She's really great. Wait! They met! Mysterious soldiers 33 and 28 have met!"
"Fight, fight! Let my Storybrooke shine as it should!" Douges was in his own world, screaming excitedly, leaning forward, staring straight at screen 28.
Behind her, Catelyn thought a little. If Ethan was killed here, her plan seemed to have failed, but it didn't matter. The goal was for Ethan to die.
Such an outcome is acceptable.
Catelyn, too, was holding her breath.
Cynthia stepped to the top of the stairs, turned her head to see Ethan retreating toward the downstairs step by step, the woman did not speak, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
Ethan looked at Cynthia in silence, step by step, receding.
Cynthia had too much edge and too much power, but in front of Ethan, her fierce gaze seemed to be piercing into the marshmallow, and there was no reaction.
Ethan kept thinking, considering his options and wondering if he could afford the consequences.
Cynthia looked sullen, as if aware of something.
At the same time, Cynthia's naturally hanging arm also gradually ignited a small flame, the small flame like a small snake, elegant around, gradually climbed up her arm.
But Ethan suddenly said, "I don't want to fight with you, there are a lot of people worth 2 points, you go to your useless cellmate, she is the only one of all the Powers who is not aggressive, you better find her before I kill her, or the 2 points will be mine."
Cynthia was slightly stunned. Of course, she knew that her head was carrying a tiny camera, which also had a radio effect, and she knew that the ubiquitous camera could see their expressions and mouth movements, so Cynthia seemed to understand the hidden meaning of Ethan's words.
You want to make a play? Then I will accompany you.
Cynthia saw the small fire snake on the arm burning more vigorous, that pair of gray eyes once again into two candles, touching the soul: "But I have a eye on you, heard that you are very strong, I like to challenge the strong."
The woman's voice was still as lazy and intoxicating as ever, but within this line there was another sullen and hoarse voice around it. It's like a human being and a dead soul and the unspoken consonant, it's a very clever combination.
One mouth, two voices?
This kind of "post-production" that can only be seen in the movie, just a few meters in front of Ethan really happened, when it really made Ethan feel amazing, the world is really amazing.
What really scares people is not the raging inferno flame, but the ghostly breath revealed by the two quietly lit candlestick in the woman's eyes, which is a bone-chilling cold, chilling cold, chilling cold of the soul.
Vaguely, Ethan heard the hiss of the evil spirits from hell, the rumination of the dead from the abyss.
What Ethan doesn't know is that 58, who was just alive, also heard the chant of the dead, but 58 forced himself to hypnotize himself and told himself that there were no dead souls in this world.
Ethan, on the other hand, is a man who doesn't lie to himself.
The woman said, step by step down.
"Yes, that's it! Fight! Teach me a lesson 28!" Douges severely shook his fist, and finally got the desired effect, "This 33 is worthy of being the big leader of the civil organization, very domineering, very scary, I like her!"
As Douges spoke, looking expectantly at the screen, he was waiting for No. 28 Ethan's reaction.
Then, to everyone's surprise, the iron-headed baby who once dared to face the fierce humanoid beast 010 turned around and ran away?
You fucking turned around and ran! ?
Have you forgotten when you took a paring knife to the beast?
You remember when you and the number one fighting force in the district had a passionate fistfight?
Do you have any dignity left?
Are you going to be shameless?
Ethan showed America with his actions, and I... I... I don't want it!
Ethan quickly ran down the stairs, oncoming is two soldiers who came to collect the body, two suddenly raised the gun, the body tight, although under the pressure of the rules of the game, no powers dare to find the trouble of the city soldiers, but the soldiers instinct still let them make a defensive posture.
Ethan did not say a word to turn around and run, in the corridor did not run a few steps, the body directly through the window, the two soldiers are confused, what is the situation?
The next moment, an evil spirit came down the stairs with a hellish fire burning all over him and a faint candle burning in his eyes, just in time to come face to face with two soldiers.
"Chug." The soldier swallowed, shook his fingers, and nearly fired.
They finally know why the boy ran as fast as a rabbit, when watching in the video, No. 33 is not so terrible ah, why is the real person so terrible?
Did she just crawl out of hell? Why were the two candles so frightening? When Cynthia turned to look at the soldiers, their hearts almost popped out of their mouths.
At this moment, the two ordinary soldiers retreated, and though they knew that no one would dare to harm them, they still took a few steps back.
"Over there." One of the soldiers, unable to bear the pressure, spoke with a trembling voice, pointing the end of his gun across the corridor.
Cynthia, with a blank expression and no response, simply turned and ran after her on her long legs.
The two soldiers looked at each other, their feet trembling, and they went up the stairs, which and the corridors were still hot.
Although the man has gone, but the power is still there.
The two soldiers were supposed to be skilfully cutting open the dead man's head, but when they saw the charred body, the skin was cracked, and the skull was bare of bones, they were unsure for a moment what to do. UU read www.uukanshu.com
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A soldier pushed the head of body No. 58 with the tip of his gun, but the charred and cracked head just broke and scattered countless pieces.
It's really easy, no need to cut, you can see if there is a crystal nucleus with your eyes.
"Come on, it's a hell of a thing." After a soldier had recorded everything with a miniature camera to prove that No. 58 had no nucleus, he spoke.
"Come on, come on." Another soldier said yes, and the two walked quickly down the stairs.
But they stopped at the gap between the third and second floors, because the woman burning a ghastly flame blocked the second floor stairway.
"Back up! One warning! Fall back! Or I will open fire!" The soldier quickly picked up his gun and shouted.
"Give me the clothes. My powers are not under control." Cynthia opened her mouth to say, the mutant form of her was tightly wrapped in flames, but listen to her meaning, it seems that once the receding ability, the body is all exposed...
"Camera, invisible headset, damaged." Cynthia continued to add. How she longed for her body to be completely transformed into flame form, so that she would not care about the bomb injected into her brain.
In fact, Cynthia's words are open to question, if the overhead camera and invisible headphones in her ears are broken, then why is her dark braid okay? Apparently, her powers are more than just what she appears to be.
Conventional wisdom would suggest that a soldier at the top wouldn't listen to the demands of a power, but it turns out you really can do whatever you want when you have the power.
A few minutes later, a recovered Cynthia, dressed in a men's military uniform, walked out of the building...