Sparks dripped from Pyro's body, and the steam mecha beneath him was scorched black, but everything that could be burned was burned clean.
Immediately afterwards, Pyro pounced on another steam mecha. In just two minutes, three war machines were burned to the ground.
Pyro stood on the ground and stopped attacking because a man appeared on the opposite side.
"Abigail."
He breathed softly.
Pyro slowly raised his hands, held his head, and fell to his knees, as if crying silently.
Zhou Jinru looked at her, the firelight flickering in his pupils. The girl was crying and asking. She didn't understand or understand what they had done wrong to deserve such cruel treatment.
Not only was she crying and wailing, there were countless people around her, and the spirits of countless Sakaz dead people were all connected by Abigail. The layers of sound waves and just a scream were enough to destroy a normal person. spirit, because they could not bear the terrible oppression.
She has awakened the Origin Stone skill, and this power is protecting her, but if it continues like this, it will still kill her.
"It shouldn't be like this."
A drop of rain fell on Zhou Jinru's mask, and then a drizzle of rain fell. He raised his hand and twisted the rain into a stream of water, wrapping Abigail and extinguishing the flames on her body.
Holding the scorched girl in his arms, Zhou Jinru looked down at her face. After the burn, she was unrecognizable. She barely opened her eyes and opened her mouth, but what she spit out was a stream of black smoke.
"I know what you want to say. I know everything. I will do everything you want to do for you. I will ask you clearly the answer you want to ask."
The black and withered hands grasped his sleeve. After a few seconds, they let go and fell, and the girl lost consciousness.
"Leave her to me and let me do it. She's not dead yet. She will definitely survive. I promise!"
Zhou Jinru raised his head and glanced at the pale Yinhu, and whispered: "Who did it?"
"Doyle, it must be him. The commercial contract for these civilian steam mechas borrowed from Gotham. He lives in Gotham..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jinru gently put Abigail down and said, "She will be left to you. She cannot die. I want her to live."
He turned into a golden light and flew towards the sky.
…
David looked gloomily at the fire that kept burning even in the heavy rain. The flames ejected by the steam mecha probably contained accelerants, and the fire could not be extinguished for a while.
"It's over, it's over, we're done now!"
His companions looked at the fire with dull eyes and cried out in collapse.
Seeing Zhou Jinru turn into light and fly away, he shouted again: "Why is Dr. Cotterman gone? He is gone. What should we do? We..."
Snapped!
A slap hit the man's face, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.
David looked gloomy, holding his collar, and said in a serious tone: "Why panic! We are still alive. As long as people are alive, there is hope! Don't worry about Dr. Cotterman anymore. He has only been here for two days. Are you still here?" Why can’t I breathe?!”
The Sakaz man let go of his hand and said with a cold expression: "Let's go with me to comfort the surviving compatriots!"
…
Doyle stood on the balcony of his home, looking at the black smoke in the distant horizon. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece. In this way, no matter how willing Gotham was to relent and restore the status of the demon guy, the severely damaged demon guy It is impossible to trust Gotham anymore, and he will even stand on the opposite side completely because of this.
The only price is that his identity can no longer be used. When Gotham reacts, he will definitely pursue the responsibility. It is only a matter of time before the pilots of those steam mechas find him.
"It's a pity that the life and death of the big banshee cannot be confirmed. How wonderful would it be if she could die in the fire?"
Doyle returns to the room. He doesn't have much time and must leave before Gotham reacts.
After packing his things, Doyle carried his suitcase, put on his hat, and stretched out his hand to open the front door. He was very careful about his own dignity.
But the moment the front door opened, a figure stood there without making a sound. From the gap in the metal mask, an indifferent gaze was looking at him.
Doyle suppressed the shock in his heart. He didn't even notice that there was someone standing at the door. The other person was like a ghost!
"you……"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the man suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed his chin tightly, and pushed him against the wall, making Doyle dizzy.
This man is Silver Fox's personal doctor. How could he come so quickly? !
Zhou Jinru didn't care at all and slapped Congressman Gotham on the face with his backhand. The latter immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with two teeth.
"Congressman Doyle, we meet again."
He kicked the congressman over, reached out to grab the other person's collar, pushed him against the wall, and whispered: "Why did you order those steam mechas to set fire to the isolation area?!"
Doyle gasped violently, with bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and half of his face swollen. He struggled and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"Don't try to lie to my face, Congressman."
Zhou Jinru dragged the embarrassed Doyle, kicked through the balcony guardrail, and hung half of his body in the air. He asked: "We are all smart people, so stop playing those tricks. Tell me who instigated it." Yours, I'll give you a break. If you don't answer or lie to me again, I'll make your life worse than death. You know, I'm a doctor and I know many methods of torture to extract confessions, but I'm willing to give you another chance. , you still have two minutes."
"Hehe, hehe..."
Doyle made a gurgling sound in his throat, blood continued to overflow from his mouth, and half-broken glasses hung on his face. He said weakly: "Idiots like you don't understand what we are doing. If It is my fate to be killed by you, and I am willing to accept it, Dr. Cotman, what about your fate, do you accept your fate?"
Zhou Jinru stared at the congressman's face, as if trying to find something from him.
"The word destiny sounds familiar, and there is such a condescending tone. I think of some idiots. They always think that they control destiny and can judge others arbitrarily from a higher perspective. It can't be such a coincidence, Doyle. Congressman, are you a member of the Scales of Destiny?”
When Doyle heard Zhou Jinru say this word, his eyes suddenly opened wide. He seemed to understand something, stretched out his hands, and firmly grasped Zhou Jinru's wrist!
He understood, no wonder this man came so quickly, because he is a defender!
There is only one person who truly understands the balance of fate and is committed to tracking it, Kelsey!
The identity of the man in front of you is about to come out!
"You are... you are..."
Doyle's heart ached, and he saw a table knife piercing his chest and piercing his heart.
