The infinite life of a certain beauty

Chapter 48 This is not about the car (please collect it!!)

"retreat!"

"Back up."

"Go back!"

The soldiers and police officers looked at the rumbling and collapsing houses, and after a second of sluggishness, they quickly reacted, roaring, and ran in the opposite direction in unison.

The dust raised by the collapse of the building swept away in all directions like a sandstorm.

"God."

The principal, who had just heard that his university was attacked by a monster and rushed back from the Wall Street reception, looked at the collapsed biological experiment building at the same age as the university from a distance, and exclaimed in disbelief, then quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket with his trembling right hand, tremblingly poured out a blue pill from the bottle and threw it into his mouth: "My God."

"boom!"

A broken concrete slab flew out, and a right hand stretched out from the ruins. Immediately afterwards, Gwen, who was wearing a spider suit, pulled himself out of the ruins: "Ahem, ahem."

Gwen covered her mouth and nose, coughed a few times, turned her head to look at the collapsed biological building, then shrank her pupils, and looked in the direction where Kirk was blasted out just now: "Kirk."

Swish.

Gwen got up from the ruins and ran over there in a hurry.

but……

Just as Gwen was about to approach, a voice came from the ruins.

"do not come."

"..."

Gwen stopped and was taken aback for a moment.

"Kirk?"

"..."

The whole person looked very much like Kirk lying in the ruins and did not respond to Gwen.

There were constant clicking sounds from Kirk's sunken chest, and then the sunken chest recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The speed of recovery makes any medical expert exclaim a miracle.

next second.

With the recovery of the sunken chest, Kirk, who had his eyes slightly closed, opened his eyes again after beating his restless blood heart again.

In both eyes, the crimson crescent moon hangs quietly above the sea.

boom!
The cement slab covering Kirk's body exploded in all directions in an instant.

Gwen took a few steps back, dodging the splashing concrete slabs.

After she turned her gaze back, she saw the familiar figure standing on the ruins, she couldn't help but her eyes lit up, she breathed a sigh of relief, and subconsciously ran over.

"Kirk."

"Don't go there."

Kirk looked at Gwen, who seemed to have opened the bottle cap, exuding the mouth-watering breath of Thunder Bourbon in [-], running towards him, and once again stretched out his hand to stop.

Now he has vaguely guessed what his so-called extraordinary opportunity is.

Or.

Kirk already had an idea in his mind, why the cheat told him that the extraordinary key he was looking for would be in the 36th branch.

Possibly something to do with a type of blood.

deadly blood.

The blood that only exists in blood clan legends.

Gwen stopped with a bang, and looked at Kirk with some incomprehension.

What's going on here?
The corner of Kirk's mouth twitched, without looking at Gwen.

"You smell bad."

"... bad smell?"

One of the things that women care most about is when someone says she smells bad.

Gwen is no exception.

Almost as soon as Kirk's words fell, Gwen paused, and subconsciously raised her arm to sniff.

Does it smell bad?
Not bad.

Gwen smelled the faint fragrance coming from her body, thinking so in her heart, looked up again, was slightly taken aback, looked at the empty ruins in front of her, and blinked her eyes.

"What about people?"

"Roar!"

There was a hateful roar.

"boom!"

Gwen looked subconsciously.

Accompanied by a huge explosion, Hate, who had stood up slowly from the ruins while supporting a large cement block with both hands, suddenly had his pupils constricted, let out a deafening roar involuntarily, and suddenly bowed his sturdy body.

Like a prawn.

next second.

As if being hit by an invisible high-speed plane, the hatred directly left the ground with both feet, rumbled like a fired shell, and flew backwards behind him.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The hatred flew away, smashing three big trees on the lawn of New York University, smashing through the outer wall of New York University, blasting on the street outside, and then smashing a big hole in the street without weakening, bounced directly, and crashed into the building behind it.

Boom!

The natural gas pipeline in the building burst instantly.

The swarming natural gas was directly ignited the moment it overflowed, and in an instant, the heat wave accompanied by the fireball, with a bang, escaped from the gap that had just been smashed by the abomination.

"what!"

"Shet!"

"Mother."

Originally standing outside New York University, thinking that the battle would not affect their melon-eating crowd, after seeing this scene, they completely panicked and ran away screaming.

"laugh!"

The loathsome palm with exposed bones supported the fallen refrigerator, and under the overwhelmed and deformed sound of the refrigerator, he climbed up from the pit, ignoring the fire water sprayed everywhere, and a pair of yellow pupils burst into angry flames: "Roar!"

at this time.

Da da da.

There was a rhythmic sound as the leather shoes stepped on the ground.

With a snort of hatred, he looked in the direction of the sound, stood up straight, and roared to the other side: "Come out!"

Kirk stepped out of the darkness and appeared in the sight of hatred.

He lowered his eyes in disgust, looked at Kirk who appeared in his sight, his yellow eyes shrank suddenly: "This is impossible!"

How could ordinary people have such powerful strength and such powerful speed.

This is impossible.

There was an unbelievable look in the disgusting yellow eyes. If an ordinary person can have such power, then what he is doing right now is nothing.

Joker?
Hate opened his arms again in disbelief, and let out a deafening roar at Kirk.

The sound waves roared past, engulfing everything on the floor, even the floor itself, rumbling like a tornado towards Kirk who was walking slowly from the darkness.

Kirk was expressionless, and under the gaze of hatred, he disappeared in place again.

next second.

Kirk reappeared at the same spot, lowered his eyes, flicked off the dust on the suit jacket that had just been stained in the ruins, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Hate looked at this scene without any movement, quietly watching Kirk standing not far in front of him, who seemed to ignore himself at all, and rolled up his sleeves on his own.

quite a while.

Kirk rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, looked up at the abomination, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Now."

"It's really not about the car."

"..."

(End of this chapter)