After the full-level supernatural being recognized by the rich family

Zhong Yao explained: "Hello, it's my fault for visiting without permission, but I can explain, I——"

Song Yaoyun operated the phone with one hand and raised the other hand to interrupt Zhong Yao: "No need to explain."

She calmly opened the mobile app as if nothing had happened.

The next second, the baffle above the bar suddenly tilted and something spilled out.

How could the puppets, who had been on high alert since entering the house, ignore such an unexpected situation? The amber defensive barrier was instantly erected, tightly covering Zhong Yao's head. Zhong Yao looked up and saw the red fine powder blocked by the barrier.

Zhong Yao: “…” What a good one, no need to explain.

Song Yaoyun: "Superpower!!!"

Now it was Zhong Yao's turn to be surprised. She originally thought that Song Yaoyun didn't know about the psychics, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Do you know about superpowers?"

There was a sudden light outside the window, and Zhong Yao also saw Song Yaoyun's dejected face under the reflection of lightning.

Before Zhong Yao could wonder why Song Yaoyun had that expression, after the lightning, accompanied by a loud thunder, the power in the villa went out.

The rain outside the window has fallen completely. The heavy rain, accompanied by the violent wind, hits the window, leaving only a trace of water.

Song Yaoyun took a step back, pressed his body against the door, and gripped the door handle with his fingers. This posture clearly showed that he was going to run.

Zhong Yao raised his hand, holding the black pistol that had never been used.

Song Yaoyun's face became even more gloomy. The supernatural being was indeed here to kill her.

She opened the door, turned around and ran out regardless of the pouring rain outside.

Zhong Yao fired the shot.

The bullet wrapped in golden strings was fired instantly, and when it hit Song Yaoyun, it did not cause the piercing pain she had imagined. The moment it touched her, the bullet turned into golden strings, binding Song Yaoyun tightly like a silkworm cocoon.

Zhong Yao blew on the muzzle of the gun and praised generously: "This invention is really good. It can bind people from a long distance unexpectedly. It is much more convenient than using silk thread myself. It is very useful!"

At the same time, the same silk thread appeared at Zhong Yao's fingertips, and he dragged Song Yaoyun back into the house.

Song Yaoyun's face was pale.

She has always lived alone, and her home is filled with countless devices for dealing with bad guys. They must be very useful against ordinary people, but she has never thought of using these things against people with special powers.

No, it’s not that I haven’t thought about it, but I don’t dare to think about it.

She didn't dare to imagine the scene of a visit from a person with special abilities.

Because the woman said...

Song Yaoyun laughed at herself in her heart. This day had finally come. Just as that woman had said, she was definitely no match for the psychic.

A strange girl who suddenly visited, a bullet that had no lethality but could wrap people up...

To kill her.

So she's going to die today?

It's better this way, it's also better to die. I've finally waited for this day. At least I don't have to live in fear anymore.

but……

But she really couldn't accept it. Why should her life be like this? Why should she become so disgusting for those people, and finally die at the hands of a superpower.

She really wanted to live. She had struggled for so many years and she really didn't want to die like this.

Song Yaoyun looked up at Zhong Yao. He was so angry that blood came out of the corner of his mouth and he fainted.

Zhong Yao: "Eh?! Eh?! My special bullets can only tie up a person, and there is no impact force at all. Aren't you trying to scam me?!"

Zhong Yao summoned Tourmaline out of the space. The little guy carefully stretched out his hand and placed it on Song Yaoyun's heart. Mushroom lay on top of Tourmaline's head and also leaned forward to look.

In the space, Cinnabar was also shouting that he wanted to come out, so Zhong Yao simply let everyone out.

As soon as he came out, Cinnabar ran to the bar.

After the amber barrier was removed, all the red powder that was blocked outside the barrier fell to the ground.

This bright and colorful powder should be some kind of poisonous powder, right?

She loved making poisons the most, and when she saw poisons she was even more curious and wanted to study them. She didn't know what the effects of Song Yaoyun's poison were.

She pinched a little cinnabar and put it in front of her nose and smelled it. The next second, she sneezed heavily, and tears of rationality filled her red eyes.

Zhong Yao was startled, and quickly stepped forward to pat Chen Sha's back: "Is it very poisonous? It shouldn't be like that, baby, aren't you immune to all poisons?"

Chen Sha looked up at Zhong Yao with red eyes: "Vicious."

"Very poisonous?" Zhong Yao couldn't believe it. The core power of cinnabar came from a pair of cinnabar stones that were passed down from generation to generation as treasures by the ancient royal family. This little guy was immune to all poisons, so how could there be a poison that she couldn't deal with?

Since her birth, Cinnabar has always thought that she was very insidious for always wanting to secretly poison bad guys who were full of dark malice. This was the first time she met someone more insidious than her.

"Mother, she's so cruel! She sprinkled chili powder!"

Zhong Yao: “…”

She reached out her hand, dipped a small amount with the nail of her little finger, and quickly touched it with the tip of her tongue.

Just this one thing almost made her faint from the spiciness. In just three or two seconds, she was sweating all over.

Zhong Yao quickly ran back to Bixi and asked Bixi to help her relieve the pain. The refreshing power wrapped around the tip of her tongue, and Zhong Yao finally returned to normal.

“Nuclear weapons,” she commented with lingering fear. “This chili powder is like a nuclear weapon.”

No wonder Chensha said Song Yaoyun was vicious. This physical attack method was really too vicious.

It was a dirty trick, but it did serve as a reminder to Zhong Yao. Sometimes physical damage was harder to guard against, and she always had to be prepared for the unknown.

Hei Yao walked around the house and came back.

"Zhong Yao," Hei Yao called her, "The circuit breaker has tripped. There's still no power even after I turned it on. It seems to be a problem with the wiring."

Zhong Yao was so spicy that he was in a trance: "Can you fix it?"

Obsidian: "... Three thousand years ago, I still used oil lamps for lighting. Do you think I can do it?"

Zhong Yao: “I’m sorry.”

On this side, Tourmaline's brows became deeper and deeper, and it took a while before he withdrew his hand.

Zhong Yao: "What's her situation?"

Bixi frowned and looked at Zhong Yao: "Mother, she is very unhealthy."

Zhong Yao was stunned.

Even the word "very" was added. This was the first time that Bixi said that someone was very unhealthy.

Bixi said softly: "Mother, I have cured her old illness, but she seems to have been depressed for too long. If the root cause cannot be changed, she will become like this in the future."

"Isn't this simple?" Amber rolled up her sleeves happily. "You dare to call your mother a bastard and a piece of shit? Why don't you kill her now while she's sick? The dead won't get sick. What a permanent solution!"

Zhong Yao flicked her forehead and said, "Nonsense."

Amber covered her forehead, pouted and stopped talking.