Soul Painter

boom! Bang bang bang!

The bullet hit the out-of-control angel's huge muscles with blue veins at close range, but left only a shallow white mark before being bounced off. The out-of-control angel's body was so strong that it required armor-piercing bullets to leave bleeding holes on his body. Ordinary firearms were completely in vain. .

The out-of-control angel grabbed a security guard who was close at hand. He was upgraded from a human body to a servant, but his reason was downgraded to a demon. He could crush the target's head without the help of walls or other tools.

What is the experience of being grabbed by a three-meter-tall giant with one hand? Just look at the long-running security guard's wildly shaking legs and his suit pants wet with urine.

Snapped!

The sound of watermelon popping.

The out-of-control angel seemed to have broken a watermelon with one hand.

Hu~lu~

The out-of-control angel let out a comfortable cry.

The other two security guards retreated in horror, and the out-of-control angel looked at them again. This corridor is relatively narrow. After all, it is an underground space. There is no room for escape. Double kill.

And just as the out-of-control angel was about to do this, when the two security guards were shooting desperately, suddenly, the out-of-control angel's movements slowed down to the point that they all stopped.

This big man wearing a black iron mask hung with two hands, like a monster Shrek imprisoned by invisible power.

Snoring?

The out-of-control angel purred suspiciously, and in his mysterious vision, he could see strange threads of silk hanging from the ceiling, hanging his arms there, unable to move.

...

"Sorry, let's just pretend that the inauguration ceremony is over."

Lu Tiaoyang put the red wine glass in his hand on the bible held by the vice president.

This move made him unhappy, who was about to be upgraded from vice president to president after completing the ceremony, but the Minister of Defense was an old friend of Lu Tiaoyang. He immediately realized that Lu Tiaoyang would not do this for no reason. There must be something terrible. happened.

"The death row is here." Lu Tiaoyang showed his ritual like magic in his hands: the tri-octahedron. This wonderful stone makes people unable to look away. Its various slopes exist in forms that are incomprehensible to human beings.

Now, the shadow of the three-meter giant wearing a black mask is projected on one of the slants, which is a nightmare for everyone present, just more than six hours ago, in the presidential residence, this code-named ' Terrorists on death row slashed Mr. President in two with bare hands.

"Beautiful country thank you, Lu." The Minister of Defense began to drag the President to the elevator.

And Lu Tiaoyang sighed: "To collect money and eliminate disasters... I have to fight the devil desperately at such an old age..."

Bang bang bang!

There were heavy footsteps from the corridor, and the out-of-control angel rushed towards Lu Tiaoyang with blood on his hands. The two sides used to be comrades in arms, but now they are enemies of life and death.

"But... are you a demon? Old friend, you're just a miserable servant..."

Following Lu Tiaoyang's words, the master of the installation in the eyes of the out-of-control angel had disappeared into a thick black fog, the thick fog boiled and peeled off, and then dozens of mirrors emerged, each mirror reflecting him That black iron face.

snoring...?

The out-of-control angel expressed doubts.

In the next instant, all the mirrors shattered, and all the wounds were fed back to the out-of-control angel. Even the armor-piercing bullets barely penetrated the strong body, there were terrifying wounds that could be seen deep in the bone, and blood sprayed out, suddenly. Such as the out-of-control angel with countless small fountains.

snort!

The out-of-control angel let out a roar, and he slammed his fist to a place in the thick fog according to his instinct.

boom!

Lu Tiaoyang was hit, he crossed his arms to block, and he blocked it, but the whole person slipped back several meters. The extraordinary strength was derived from the gift of the elk cat, which was equivalent to permanently curing a large giant. A dose of the Command Spell of 'Blessing of the Uncharted Cat'.

But the terrifying power of the power angel still made Lu Tiaoyang vomit blood.

Pooh! Lu Tiaoyang spit out a mouthful on the ground, stretched out a large folding knife from his back waist, and muttered in his mouth "I already know that the best in this world is in the slightest." After that, a blue flame appeared on the folding knife. If the carving knife AB of Gao Fan and Lu Zhi is the son, this large folding knife is the father.

"Come on, old friend, let me send you back to the mystery."

Lu Tiaoyang rushed towards the out-of-control angel.

...

ten minutes later.

The runaway angel, covered in bruises and bruises, knelt on the ground.

Lu Tiaoyang stood behind him.

The large pocket knife was bigger than the angel's stout neck.

"goodbye……"

Just when Lu Tiaoyang was about to turn the head of the out-of-control angel, his hands were suddenly empty, and the out-of-control angel just disappeared.

...

In a dark alley in Brooklyn.

A drug addict who was lying here waiting to die was woken up by the severe pain. He stared at his balloon-like belly, then hissed and screamed, and when he got down, he exploded.

The out-of-control angel, covered in blood but as intact as a newborn baby, stood up.

He looked up at the sky.

Sense the position of the pillars.

Then he received the message of his next move and started running in the opposite direction of the pillar.

...

Blonde nurse Jessica meets Gavan at a coffee shop.

Gawain showed Jessica the 'tear' in his hand.

"This should be the reason why the Angel of Power can keep chasing me." Gao Fan said, "Or you can use this to set up a trap."

It's not the first time Jessica has seen the tear, but her judgment is the same now.

"No, I don't see a mystery in it that can be used to locate." Jessica shook her head and added, "If there is, I can't see it."

"Why did the power angel keep chasing me? Could it be that there is telepathy between me and my relatives?" Gao Fan asked.

Of course that is impossible. It is impossible for a pro-fan to locate Gaofan with his heart and soul when he is completely unaware of the investigation. After all, Gaofan's mysticism is as high as 45 points, which is a mysterious level that can be dialogued with the upper race~www.readwn .com~ Perhaps, this tear plus you, or is a complete coordinate. ' Jessica guessed.

"That makes sense..." Gao Fan felt that this statement should also be correct.

At this moment, Jessica was suddenly listening to something.

"The installation master called and said that the 'angel' attacked Mr. Vice President, but it's okay." Jessica said to Gao Fan.

At this time, the news began to play on the TV in the coffee shop.

A man who did not have much presence in the minds of most beautiful people before has officially become the new president of this country.

"...We will officially declare war on the Siamese-Russian Federation!"

Listening to this sentence on the TV, the coffee shop was silent for a while, and then cheers broke out. The chaotic New York and the out-of-control life have made everyone fed up, and they need to vent and take revenge.

The war is really coming... Gao Fan realizes that he has witnessed history, of course, this does not make people feel proud.