The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 88 Street Lightning
Little people are pathetic, especially little people like Maxwell Dillon.

He is an engineer, and even the power grid used by Osborne was designed by himself, but he just lives in a small, crappy apartment because his design was destroyed after it was created. The supervisor easily took it away and put his own name on it.

But he didn't pay too much attention to these, if this could get him a friend, then he must be very willing to offer this design, and even so, he was still alone.

He knows that he is a person who will be treated indifferently, because his mediocre face is like his life, extremely mediocre, and he has always been the most inconspicuous one in the crowd, so he has never gotten Had a friend.

But this kind of life did not make him lose hope. He still works hard every day and greets everyone with kind greetings. But life still hasn't improved at all, he is still that lonely individual, looking at the bustling metropolis just like its surface, with edges and corners, extremely cold, and few soft and warm places.

Human beings live in groups, and Max also needs a warm embrace to warm his fragile and cold heart, but he needs it, but others don't give it to him.

He just felt as if he was the only one who was excluded to the other side of the world, the cold side, and the cold was not infecting his body, but his soul.

Indifference is not so easy to bear, because indifference brings not only loneliness, but also depression, and depression can make people crazy!
So at this moment, Max is standing on the street of Times Square, his gaze is sweeping over the terrified eyes of people on the street, panting lightly as if admiring, then a happy smile appears on his cheek, and even more so in his throat. There was a weird laugh that had been changed by the electric current, softly, but it seemed that it couldn't stop.

At this time, he was no longer that little person who was ignored by others, and what brought him such a change was not his bright blue skin like a smurf, nor was it just the large and small screens around him. The zoomed-in or close-up shot of the protagonist in the movie above, what really makes him feel that he is no longer a small person is his heart, his heart that is finally broken.

"Birthday gift~hahaha~~ What a unique birthday gift, hahaha~~~!!"

The feeling of electric current passing through his throat made Max's voice very strange, but this feeling made Max, a former little man, feel a burst of comfort, even far better than *** Although he had never experienced it before, this feeling made Max feel refreshed. He intuitively felt an even stronger pleasure than that.

He thanked the boss who made him work overtime on the night of his birthday. He really wanted to thank him. If it weren't for this person who has been bullying him, he would never have such a feeling at this time, a feeling of becoming a big shot.

Perhaps for Osborn, his situation was just an accident, but for him, this was a change, a great change!

"This is power! ~Oh!~ What a wonderful feeling~~"

Max closed his eyes slightly, talking to himself, and opened his arms in a hugging gesture.

But at this moment, there was only a bang gunshot, and the clear veins on Max's blue head burst out, and the blue bark looked like a work of art, and it was extremely ferocious in an instant.

In the void not one meter away from his head, a bullet that changed shape was firmly fixed there under a layer of blue current light curtain. Without thinking too much, this bullet obviously did not go off.

"You~~" Max's voice was low and trembling, his eyes glaring angrily: "You want to kill me?!"

He seemed to have been greatly shocked, and his voice was hoarse, but his expression suddenly changed in the next instant.

"No! No, it shouldn't be like this."

Max suddenly smiled, and with his smile, the bullet that was frozen in the current light curtain fell with a clatter.

"I'm a hero, yes, I'm going to be a hero, like Spider-Man, I'm going to be loved by the people, I'm even going to have people make cards for me on my birthday, oh! It's amazing!"

He muttered to himself, and the smile on his face was absolutely sunny, but this kind of sunshine made the hearts of those onlookers tremble, especially the policeman who was holding a pistol in his hand, and the muzzle was still emitting slightly hot gunpowder smoke. , I can't help swallowing in my throat.

His body trembled because of fear.

Then he subconsciously glanced at the colleague who used to be with him day and night, but at this moment the man with a lovely daughter has completely collapsed, and it is impossible to stand up again.

Glancing at the scorched black corpse with a strange aroma for the last time, he suppressed the tears that swirled in his eyes, and the trembling of his body gradually disappeared.

"No! You're not a superhero!"

He suddenly stepped out from the defensive line formed by several police cars, held the pistol firmly, and roared loudly.

"Bob! Stop him! Damn it!"

The sheriff who was in control of the situation had just ordered the police officers to form a defense, and was about to ask for help and quietly discuss how to deal with the Smurf who had a huge electric spark blooming in the center of the square. However, the moment he breathed a sigh of relief, he One of the police officers under him suddenly rushed out of the defense range, and then rushed directly towards the dangerous guy.

However, his order was one step too late. The moment his words fell, the policeman suddenly pulled the trigger, and several bullets were shot straight at Max's head, but they were cut off one by one by the blue electric current. Down.

"You're not a superhero, you're a lunatic, a monster! Damn monster! Superheroes don't kill innocent people!" The police officer yelled loudly, and the gun in his hand finally ran out of bullets, making a crackling sound.

However, he was not afraid, dropped the gun in his hand, and still rushed forward, as if he was about to punch Max.

"No, it shouldn't be like this! I'm a superhero! You...you shouldn't be doing this to me!" Max's eyes widened, his eyes swept over the horrified gazes of the onlookers, and finally settled on the straight man in front of him. on the rushing police.

"Hehe!" Suddenly, he lowered his head and let out a grin, his thoughts changed instantly, and he no longer had any scruples, he just grinned sarcastically and self-deprecatingly, and said ferociously: "That's right, superheroes don't kill innocent people, it seems that I I can’t be a hero, since that’s the case... I’m going to do evil! You, go to hell!!”

A strong electric current suddenly condensed in the palm of the blue light, and with a crackling sound, it was released violently with a push of his palm.

(End of this chapter)