The monster villain of the extraordinary world

Chapter 68 Burning
"What does this kid want to do!?"

Dongzhou Saiteng Entertainment Building, the silence in the office was broken by Mike's anger.

The juggling professor was knocked out, and no one picked up the call to Xiao Hua. At this time, in the live studio, the showman walked towards the War Eagle car.

Because of the cost and cultural significance of the Warhawk, Mike naturally felt nervous.

This car was prepared by Saito for the debut of Dongzhou Night's super rookie, in order to ensure that it will grab the attention as soon as it comes out...

Others in the office were also in a hurry. Any mistakes in the War Eagle would directly affect their future and performance bonuses.

"The good guy doesn't want to drive this Warhawk away..." A female assistant said nervously.

While Mike was angry, he had another thought of breaking the boat, and said immediately:
"Just let him do that. When he drives out, we will start the self-destruct program of the chariot and blow him up."

Everyone was stunned, and suddenly they became more energetic. The general manager is still ruthless...

That's right, with the authority of the general manager, if you click on the computer here, the Warhawk will self-destruct and explode.

If a good showman is driving a car, if he is not killed or injured by the bomb, he will be blown to dust, and his image will be lost.

Afterwards, their colleagues from the legal department would even bite the showman team, stealing the Warhawk car and causing it to crash, and compensated them to death.

At the same time, the hosts on the TV were shocked:
"The showman goes to the Warhawk!"

"What does he want to do..."

The audience in front of various screens saw the black-clothed boy with a bad face walking to the side of the gorgeous floating car and taking a look.

People thought that the showman would ride in the falcon and fiddle with it, but they were surprised to see that he fished from the pocket of his leather coat and took out something.

Lighter, silver flip roller lighter.

"Ah hello!?" Mike stared, realized something, his heart tightened, and he said to his subordinates in surprise:
"Use the communicator to wake up the professor, hurry up!"

Swish, Swish, the right hand with LOVE in the human pattern is holding the lighter, and sliding the roller with the thumb, but there is only sound, no sparks splashing out.

He frowned at the camera, making a puzzled look.

Then, he scraped the lighter on the fingers with the HATE tattoo on his left hand, hoho!

The lighter instantly bursts into flame from the HATE.

The good showman turned his back to the Warhawk, faced the camera, and threw the flaming lighter on the Warhawk behind him.

All of a sudden, the entire Warhawk was covered in raging fire, and the fire quickly ignited a huge crow-shaped sea of ​​flames on the floor.

The fire continued to spread, burning to the surroundings of the studio, and also burning away from the live broadcast screen!
At this moment, the audience in front of the screen seemed to be on fire.

The violent flame thrown by the showman burned into their hearts!
"I'm an arsonist." The showman looked straight at the audience, "but I like it because I'm also called Burning Boy."

The cries of people on the sprawling boulevard outside were so loud that they entered the studio through the broken windows and were recorded in the sound of the live broadcast.

In Furong Square, people who were surprised at first burst into cheers, and many jumped up and down excitedly.

Seeing that the fire was burning the priceless War Eagle car and the Saiteng logo on the front of the car into a pile of ashes, it seemed that many shackles were also being burned.

Some people even felt aching and numb all over, and their bodies were being shocked by a shock.

In the past, emotions that could only be felt occasionally at rock star concerts, now exploded from the bottom of my heart.

They choked up, they shouted to the sky, but they couldn't vent:

"Finally, someone finally did something like this!"

"He's a superhero! He is!"

"It's not the ultimate warrior, it's not a ghost boy, and it's not No. 1. It's a good show!"

"Burn, let us all burn up, burn to rotten faces, burn to ashes!"

Ah, Huang Ziqiang and a group of young men and women watched the surroundings become more and more crazy, and they became more and more lost in the boiling crowd.

What the hell is wrong with these people?They don't understand it well, it's not taught in school.

The live broadcast screen was gradually covered by thick smoke, but the figure of the showman still stood upright, and the round, flat face of synthetic oil was still stern.

"...!"

The big man was curling his biceps, which barely tensed for a moment.

The good guy burned his car, isn't this illegal... What to do, what to do?
Suddenly, the big man remembered something, and hurried to the figure in the red dress, "Ginny, it's dangerous!"

"Ah, hahaha!" Lackey was yelling wildly at the backstage passage:
"I taught him how to use a lighter, and I gave him the lighter, really!"

Sister Hua covered her sweaty forehead. What she saw was not that the War Eagle was burned, but that it was burned just like that...

"Good news and bad news." Xingbao's childish voice sounded calmly:

"The bad news is that we may face hundreds of millions of yuan in compensation, but the good news is that we can afford it."

Only then did Sister Hua catch her breath, that's right, that's right, just listen to the voices of the people outside, and you will know that this fire is affordable and worth it!
"Come on, sue us." Sister Hua said immediately, and also started to laugh:

"We are acting in self-defense. Zhan Chengrong invited the showman to perform on the show. It is illegal for the juggling professor to attack him.

"Who knows if the Warhawk is still a deadly threat? It's a good show to burn it down.

"Afraid we won't win the lawsuit? Of course we can't win, but..."

Sister Hua raised her hand to her ear as if she was listening. She admitted that she was also a little encouraged by the showman:
"Do you hear the singing of the people!? That is the singing of our final victory!"

Seeing that Sister Hua, who always only wanted to make money, became irritable, Lingsha, Xingbao and Mo Xigan all smiled.

But there was chaos around the backstage, and the staff hurriedly evacuated.

The three aliens Anbao who woke up from the thick smoke stared wide-eyed, and finally decided to turn around and run away.

In the studio, under the yelling of synthetic oil, the producers, editors, assistants and others were also in action, walking to help Zhan Chengrong to escape to the safe passage.

They were in extremely complicated moods, panicked, excited, and shocked...

Looking back at the real-time situation displayed on the ratings screen, they all laughed like celebrating their success.

"Everyone, it's time for us to leave." Seeing the rapid growth of the fire, Xingbao couldn't wait any longer, and pulled everyone together:
"A good showman can fly, but we can't. I really don't want to die at the age of 5!"

Meanwhile, the vaudeville professor sprawled on the floor covered in rotting flesh.

At this time, he was choked so badly that he slowly moved over, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the surrounding area was already surrounded by raging fire and thick smoke.

This is... what happened?
The juggling professor was completely broken, his heart was full of blank blanks.

By the way, I'm here to beat up the showman.

But for some reason, I was careless, and I was rubbed on the face by a big guy weighing several hundred kilograms...

Now, that burning ball of fire is the Warhawk! ?

What a showman! ?
The juggling professor looked left and right in shock, and then looked back, only to see the juggler standing by the shattered window, looking out at the metropolis full of tall buildings.

Suddenly, the Joker jumped out, his black hair and black coat piercing into the gust of wind like a blade.

The shouts of people and the sounds of cars coming from the streets outside became louder immediately.

"Professor, professor, are you awake, do you hear me!?"

The juggling professor also heard the sound from the communication earbuds. It was the microphone in the office calling:

"Chase the showman, use aerial juggling to intercept him, and don't let him get away!"

Oh yes!The juggling professor came back to his senses, and was about to ignore so much, stood up and chased him.

But with a bang, the professor only felt a burst of pain on his face, his nose and mouth seemed to be twisted, and his eyes were once again submerged in darkness.

The last thing I saw, it seemed that a girl with colored hair was holding a skateboard and smashing it hard.

Careless again...

"Professor, professor!?" Mike continued to shout, "Where is the person? Hello!?"

The live broadcast of the studio has been completely occupied by smoke, and the audience cannot see the situation clearly.

The Truth Daily channel timely switched the images captured by its Dragonfly camera outside the building, and other channels did the same.

Immediately, people saw the black-clothed figure jumping out from the 30-storey building, leaning over and flying towards the street.

The sidewalks on both sides of the spreading avenue were crowded with people, countless pairs of eyes were overwhelmed.

A new round of shouts had just erupted, and the showman had already sat on a tough black motorcycle by the side of the road, holding the handlebars with both hands, and immediately let out a humming sound.

In a blink of an eye, the motorcycle started, passing at high speed among the boiling people on both sides of the road.

Some people who were so excited that they lost control rushed out of the road and ran to chase the phantom who was going away, the boy in black on the motorcycle.

The Warhawk is the icon of the elephants, and the Rampage is the icon of the street kid.

"Guns, we need more guns!"

"We're going to burn!"

"Burn this city!"

At this time, not many people noticed that a girl with colorful hair jumped out of the broken window of the high-rise studio on a yellow skateboard.

She grabbed the skateboard in her hand, and landed on the top of the billboard on the outer wall of the building seemingly dangerously but steadily.

Between buildings, on the edges of building facilities such as screens on exterior walls, billboards, and iron-framed stairs, she quickly slid and chased after the boy in black, as if walking on the ground.

The loose baseball uniform couldn't cover her nimble figure, and her short and medium-length colored hair was flying rustlingly.

Few people saw her, but she could see what was going on on the street.

More and more people rushed out of the road, and the stretch of the avenue began to be blocked and paralyzed.

This frenzy spread everywhere, especially on Iron Street and Shrub Street, where there were many "slum buildings" nearby. Suddenly, crowds of people took to the streets with guns and singing.

The people from one end of the street merged with the people from the other, and walked down another street.

Excited singing resounded above the giant metropolis, flying wildly together with the black crows flying from all directions.

Beside a road in Tiexian Street, a male reporter from "Spread Daily" faced the camera, reporting breaking news.

Behind the reporter, a crowd kept walking by, making faces at the camera, pointing the middle finger, and roaring.

When the male reporter didn't see it, he just said seriously:
"According to the latest news, street riots broke out in many blocks near the Dongzhou District of the city.

"A large number of people shot into the sky, shot down many Dragonfly aircraft and set them on fire, and the office buildings and shops of some large enterprises were also affected, and many places went out of control.

"The newcomer in the Dongzhou District, the 'Happy Man', is accused of causing this madness."

Various channels and websites are following up with reports.

Some people are born to perform, and their words and deeds can enchant people.

The Showman is sparking another madness, an even bigger madness than when he first appeared on stage.

Because it wasn't just Furong Village and Dongzhou, but the flames burned to the side of Spreading City in the main realm.

There are very few newcomers who can make the people of Spreading City look good, and there have been almost no newcomers like this one before.

Buzz hot search list, already top ten accounted for five!

[The showman sets fire to the War Eagle car] The popularity of this entry has risen rapidly.

Jiang Meier stood in the same bustling Furong Square, among the crowded crowd, and said seriously to the camera:
"Dragonfly lost track of the showman, and the last thing that was photographed was him driving a motorcycle into an alley.

"Night Mist Girl's figure was also captured by the Dragonfly camera, and she also entered the alley from another direction, it is reported that she and the showman belong to the same team.

"People are asking where are they going and what are they going to do?"

(End of this chapter)