Incredible couple

And who would be wary of a Rubik's Cube that's just an oddly colored cube?

"You are playing around, be careful, wait for the opportunity to act when we arrive." Byron said while running into the passage.

"Got it, Dad."

As soon as Joyce turned around, he entered a door that opened in the passage, followed by Byron. Before he had time to study the screams he heard and the flames he saw, he turned around and immediately closed the door. Feel free to ice seal the door and surrounding walls.

This is an empty house, and the people here have been killed by Pyro.Byron followed Joyce who was walking out, and suddenly noticed that the other person's face was blushing unnaturally.

"Joyce." Upon closer inspection, it was found that not only the face, but also the other person's skin showed this abnormal state. Byron shouted, "Calm down, don't be so excited."

"Don't get excited? You told me not to get excited? You don't say that until I burn Brady to ashes!" Joyce is now like a hedgehog with all its spines stretched out and straightened.

"You can be angry, but don't let your ability eat you back, ok? Look at your hands, they look like they've just been fished out of boiling water." Byron really wanted to grab each other's hands, but reality didn't allow it. If they don't go to the main control room quickly, they will be surrounded by the defense forces waiting in the basement.

Hogan happily crawled towards the main control room—it was on the ceiling, crawling like a spider.

Occasionally, a group of robots, biochemical humans, etc. rushed past below, but no one noticed it.

Buck was in the ventilation duct in the wall, following Hogan's instructions.Being used to the vast sky in that small space made it extremely uncomfortable, but as long as Little Rubik's Cube hoped, the loyal Buck would never complain.

They walked slowly to the end of this passage, and then there was a spacious square, like a practice room, where there were some people.Hogan got closer and was disappointed to find that they were all supernatural beings, and he couldn't get past the heads of these super fighters.

He got into the air vent instead, and together with Buck, he crawled directly to the air vent of the main control room.

The main control room was not far from here, but the pipes made many bends, and Hogan climbed for a long time before reaching the air outlet of the main control room.The exhaust vents were in the ceiling, and Hogan could see the scene below through the mesh cover.

In addition to the technicians sitting in front of the instruments, there were three others standing and watching the monitor screens.Two men and one woman.

"He's stronger than ever," said the blond woman. "He totally treats our warriors like minions."

"He's too conceited." One of the men said with a cold face, "Arrogant soldiers must be defeated, and today is the day of his death."

After speaking, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the exhaust vent with sharp eyes.Hogan was taken aback, thinking that he had been discovered, and quickly turned into an ordinary Rubik's cube.

"What's the matter? Brady." Another man glanced at the air vent, "There can be no one there." In order to prevent people from intruding into the interior through ducts such as vents, the designer designed all the ducts as long and narrow, and humans It is impossible to get in, unless it is a child of one or two years old.In this world, there are no gifted children who can understand supernatural powers and sneak attacks before they are one or two years old.

"Hmm." Brady responded lightly and looked away."What are those two guys doing?" he asked.

"They're all in room sv80, staying peacefully," the woman replied.

51 Mind manipulation

Shopping all the way.

Robots, cyborgs, and cyborgs are innumerable. The cyborgs strengthened by biochemical drugs so that they are neither human nor ghost, are like wild beasts that only know to destroy and devour without thinking. They roar wildly and attack tirelessly. was burned.There is no need for such things that cannot be tolerated in the world.

After the robot came the supernatural warrior, and Byron almost lost a part of his arm here.There was a high-ranking Pyroman staring at him, destroying his protective ice wall whenever he had the chance, and in the end it was up to Joyce to burn that annoying guy to death.Although that guy is also Burning Man, but the low level cannot bear the power of the high level.

Byron was laughed at for a while.

Fortunately, there are not many supernatural fighters. It seems that all the members of the general assassination team are not at the headquarters as Brady said. In fact, many of them didn't have time to come back.

They came to the practice room instructed by Hogan. It was surprisingly spacious, but there were no props for practice. It was more like a place for supernatural fighters to practice fighting.

When they arrived, Brady was the only one sitting in a chair in the empty practice room, surrounded by a lot of mirrors, very large, against the walls.When the two walked in, the figure in the mirror gave people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"Joyce." Brady said coldly, "You surprised me that you managed to get all the way here."

"I always surprise you," Joyce said, "and you always try to come up with something, but it's always nothing new." He looked around, and the mirror reflected his disdainful expression clearly.

Brady's expression became gloomy, and he said grimly: "Tactics only need to be used and nothing new is needed. This time, you will be killed here!"

"Speaking is better than singing." Byron said with a smile.

"You've never managed to get inside my mind," Joyce said. "It's going to be the same this time." Flames burst out of nowhere around him, and the flames rushed towards Brady, who was still sitting still.

The flames hit Brady!

──At the same time, Joyce also felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a strong electric shock all over his body, and a gunshot sounded.

Joyce turned his head and saw Claude standing behind him with a grinning expression and a winning expression. The opponent's hand was holding the handle of the knife, and the sharp blade pierced Joyce's heart.The electric current just now made Burning Man still feel numbness and pain all over his body, and the burning smell permeates the tip of his nose.

With the knife in his body, he could feel the sharpness and coldness of that thing, which was incompatible with his scorching body temperature.

This time, Brady actually used himself as a bait to let Eli and Brady wait for an opportunity to sneak attack. I have to say that he has indeed made progress. The two of them successfully fell into the pit he created, and he was deceived by him so that they didn't realize that they were hiding. people.

Stabbing the heart cannot kill the regenerated person, Joyce grabbed Brady's hand holding the knife and pulled the knife out abruptly.In the next moment, Brady's horrified expression was lost in the rising flames, and he must die with regret.

Joyce looked at his lover, the gunshot was aimed at the Iceman.

Eli was already frozen, and Byron clutched his bleeding left shoulder and escaped the fatal blow, but he was still slightly injured.

Joyce went to check and found that the bullet had penetrated his left shoulder and broken his collarbone.

At this time, there was no way to heal the situation. Without further ado, Joyce quickly tore Byron's undershirt, tore it into strips and wrapped it around the wound as a bandage. "Ice the wound with my own ability," he said.However, Byron suddenly hugged his head with a painful expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Pyro asked.The shoulder was injured, why did it hurt to the head.

The Iceman squatted down, and it seemed that the pain was really terrible. He kept moaning slightly, and the flesh on his face was a little distorted due to the pain. "Damn, it hurts to death..." he cried out in pain, his voice was extremely small.

Opposite them, a door of the practice room opened, and two men came out. Joyce squinted slightly and looked at them. The dangerous atmosphere around him suddenly rose, and the air seemed tense.

"Don't be nervous." The younger-looking man in a white shirt said, with a soft voice, "I'm not a mercenary or a killer. I don't have supernatural powers. I'm just an ordinary person. I pose no threat to you." As he said this, the strong man with a gun behind him was staring at Ice and Fire.

Joyce didn't bother to pay attention to his excuses, and attacked with a fire dragon. The fire dragon was arrogant, but when it got close to the young man's body for about three meters, it disappeared without a trace.

He was stunned for a while before he understood what was going on, and his mood suddenly turned bad.

Bolun was really willing to spend, and the equals were found.This kind of ability makes all other supernatural fighters hate and repel them, because when other supernatural beings get close to the equal, their own supernatural abilities will become unusable and they will become like ordinary people. For those who can, it is extremely uncomfortable.

Such people are very rare, and Joyce has only heard of five so far. The government treasures such people.

He couldn't use supernatural powers to deal with that person, and he couldn't use fists and kicks. The strong man next to the equal would definitely not be a vegetarian.

No wonder Brady is so confident that Pyro will die here today, so there is such a troublesome thing here.

Byron stood up suddenly, and he seemed to be healed. There was no pain on his face, and his expression was a little dull. He blinked, and his expression suddenly became sly again.Joyce wanted to ask "Are you all right?", but before he could speak, he was almost wrapped in the sudden ice.He quickly moved aside, waved his hands to melt away the nasty low-temperature substances stuck to his body, and cursed at the same time:

"Are you looking for death?!"

Byron smiled and said, "Yeah, I don't want to live anymore."

Joyce looked at him with an increasingly cold expression. "You're not Byron," he said, raising his hand defensively.

"I'm him, but I'm not him." Byron spread his hands and smiled, "Anyway, at least this body is his."

He smiled mysteriously, and Joyce looked at him with a cold face, as if he didn't know him—he really didn't know this Byron, with his mouth grinning like he hoped his mouth would split open, his eyes were serious, although he was smiling, but the expression on his face The muscles trembled unnaturally.

Now Byron gives him strength