Colorful lights were scattered everywhere, and there were dreamy reflections in the waves of the river.
Mo Qiuran was sketching on the drawing board in boredom, not for the guests. His enthusiasm for making money had diminished after dinner, so he asked Chu Zihang to put away the billboard and draw it casually. I chatted with Chu Zihang about some things I wanted to draw.
What he painted was exactly the scene on the San Antonio River at this time. It was a pure sketch, without color, but extremely realistic, giving people a weird and absurd feeling.
"This is... so wonderful!" A voice sounded, with obvious exclamation, emotion and admiration, quite a bit like "finally meeting one of my own".
Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang looked at the person who was speaking. This person was wearing a hat with "NATURAL" written on it. His brown hair was tied into a ponytail. He was a handsome young Caucasian man. , he was carrying a backpack, wearing a plain white T-shirt and a pair of washed white jeans, and holding a professional camera hanging around his neck.
"Sorry, I mean, this painting is so wonderful!" The young man suddenly felt a little embarrassed when he saw the two people looking at him, and smiled shyly, "Although it is a realistic style, it is completely sketched. The way of painting gives people a sense of contradiction that is separate from reality but fits it perfectly. It is both realistic and artistic. It is simply a masterpiece!"
"I won't give you money!" Mo Qiuran suddenly said with a wary expression.
The expression on the young man's face was visibly dull for a moment, and he was stunned for a long time before asking, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"Give up. I know what your scheme is. I'm self-aware of my skills and I don't need your support!" Mo Qiuran said with a look on his face that said, "Stop pretending I've seen through your purpose."
"What?" The young man looked confused. In his expectation, after he said hello and praised Mo Qiuran, he would be very happy, and then the two parties would communicate and discuss their respective views and appreciation of art. ...Who knew that Mo Qiuran would take him as a supporter as soon as he came up?
"I'm not a bastard, I'm a photographer! A globe-trotting photographer! An artist!" The young man revealed his identity and extended his hand, "My name is Alse Kline Darwin, and I'm very happy to meet you, an art master, here!" "
Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang glanced at each other subconsciously.
When they saw this person, they felt that he looked very familiar, and now the name actually matched.
At this time, Professor Schneider's slightly serious voice came from the invisible headset they were wearing: "That's the person who reported the crime. Stay still. We are investigating here."
"Darwin, is he a descendant of the famous Charles Robert Darwin?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"It would be great if so. I have great admiration for the theory put forward by that big man. He is the founder of the modern biological 'evolution theory'," Als said. "My global travels are precisely because of his influence! "
"So you are still his fanatical fan?" Mo Qiuran smiled and stretched out his hand to shake his hand, "My name is Mo Qiuran, but one thing must be clarified. I am not an art master."
"What?" Als's face showed a look of exaggerated shock, "Then why did you choose to use this form to create a realistic..."
"That's because I only know this!" Mo Qiuran said nonchalantly.
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"What's going on?" Professor Schneider urged the technician.
"After the investigation was correct, the police station originally proposed to protect the reporter for a period of time, but he said that if he wanted to continue his journey of traveling and photographing around the world, he would never stop because of such a thing, so he left the police station and came here. Could it be because of the upcoming folk festival?" the intelligence source said.
"Is there nothing suspicious?" Professor Schneider asked.
"Not yet," the intelligence officer shook his head. "Norma has found out all his whereabouts and found nothing unusual."
"So it's really a coincidence?" Commissioner Brown asked.
"No, I don't believe in coincidences. Coincidences may happen, but definitely not so many." Professor Schneider frowned and pressed the headset to inform Mo Qiuran and Chu Zihang, "Find a way to bring him to our stronghold. Don’t make too much noise.”
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"Okay...but I think I should still take a photo of this piece of art. No matter what the thoughts were when it was created, at least now, it has the style and value of art, which is worthy of me. Can you leave a photo...?" Als sincerely asked Mo Qiuran.
"Of course." Mo Qiuran thought about it and decided not to accept the money.
"Um... I have a small request. As his creator, can you take a photo with your sketch?" Als asked cautiously.
"You have so many requests... Are there any others?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"No, that's all. Just stand aside!" Als said.
"Is this okay?" Mo Qiuran stood next to the painting. Chu Zihang moved away silently and stared at this side, wondering how he would take the person away later. Should he just hit him with a hammer...or something else? ?
"Of course." Als picked up the camera and began to adjust it.
Professor Schneider listened to the movement coming from the headset, and his feeling of uneasiness became more intense... He began to subconsciously recall all the information he had come into contact with before, and soon thought of what Als once said.
"The theory he admires is Darwin's theory of evolution, the theory of evolution..." Professor Schneider murmured, and then his expression changed drastically, "Perfect evolution?"
"Careful!" Professor Schneider pressed down the headset and shouted.
However, it was too late, Als had already pressed the shutter, and the flash flashed... It was different from the normal flash. The intensity of the light even made this large area look like daylight!
Under such strong light, Mo Qiuran closed his eyes subconsciously. At the same time, several gunshots rang out, coming from behind Mo Qiuran and from above the building next to him. The bullets were as bright as blood red. Fuli Chia Bullets!
The people from the [Perfect Evolution] organization came just like that, incredibly fast, and the timing of their actions was also unexpected. They were indeed attracted by the bait, but they did not want to swallow all the bait in one go, but just They picked the one they wanted the most, which was S-class freshman Mo Qiuran. In order to achieve their goal, they directly chose this opportunity to take action! Such an opportunity did not seem to be the best time anyway, so it exceeded everyone's expectations!
But the people at Cassel College are by no means idlers. When Professor Schneider shouted to be careful, everyone was already moving. The moment those few gunshots were fired, various gunshots were heard. In just a few moments, the place went from quiet to peaceful. The night turned into a battlefield in Syria!
With one move, his whole body was moved, and everything happened in an instant. Before Chu Zihang could react, the thick red mist had already enveloped the place where Mo Qiuran was. His heart tightened, and he directly pulled out the pistol from his waist. Shooting at Als, at the same time the golden pupils in his eyes were ignited with the desire to release the spirit of speech!
The Frigga bullet fired by Chu Zihang directly hit Als, bursting out a blood-like red mist. However, the powerful anesthetic did not make Als fall. He turned his head, his face already covered with blue-gray blood. Dragon scales, a handsome face full of ferocious smiles.
His body began to grow huge, his clothes were torn apart, and bone spurs were piercing out. Frigga's bullet from before hit his dragon scales directly. No wonder it had no effect at all!
"Roar!" With a beast-like roar, the glass shattered, and a strong first-year student was directly knocked out. Then a tall "lizard man" jumped out from the breach, roaring. It was extremely sad, angry and painful... That was George Wick's room, and he had already degenerated into Deadpool!
"All first-year students will carry out the mission according to the original plan and eliminate George Wick. Live ammunition and spirit spirits are allowed to be used. The execution department specialists will immediately control the situation and eliminate other enemies!" Professor Schneider shouted on the communication channel.
"Casel College will pay for their arrogance..." Als walked towards Mo Qiuran's position with a grin. At the same time, there were too many Frigga bullets concentrated on Mo Qiuran, and the red mist that burst out even It completely covered Mo Qiuran's figure, and even now there was no intention of dispersing despite the calm situation. Chu Zihang fired continuously while starting to chant the spirit, but there was still anger on his face. And anxious, because now he needs enough time to release Yanling, and if Mo Qiuran falls into the hands of the enemy, it will be over!
Seeing that he was out of reach, Chu Zihang directly rushed towards Als who had begun to transform into a dragon.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the expression on Chu Zihang's face changed from anger to shock, and his figure stopped abruptly.
The dragon-turned-Als now fell directly to the ground, and a large pit collapsed directly on the hard brick surface. It was not that Chu Zihang accidentally awakened some mysterious power or used the family inheritance secret book to fight cattle across the mountain... that was Because of a fist sticking out of the red mist.
This fist directly smashed Als, whose body defense, strength, and size had been greatly improved after transforming into a dragon, to the ground, unable to resist!
"I thought I had to wait for who knows how long..." With his golden eyes shining, Mo Qiuran walked out of the red mist with a grin, and stepped on the head of Als who was trying to struggle to get up, widening the hole on the ground again. Double, "Not bad, it seems we really have a good understanding!"
Behind him, the red mist gradually dissipated, leaving a human-shaped ice crystal where he originally stood.
The moment he was irradiated by the strong light, he used the power of frost to wrap himself up to isolate himself from all harm. He did not come out immediately because he had to wear contact lenses and secondly because he found another projection shining in the space of his mind. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to use it.
Temporary projection·Hulk!
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"Potato chip girl, is this the vacation you said? I believed you! You told me this because you knew their organization was about to take action, right? My vacation lasted less than an hour? You still have Do you have a conscience? Can you have some conscience?!"
Mai Shutoku leaned against the window and watched the battle unfold, and launched a verbal attack on her own military advisor.
"You have to believe in my character. Am I the kind of person who deceives you? In fact, I really don't have any news that their organization wants to take action tonight." Su Enxi said seriously, and finally added, "Of course, as a As a qualified military advisor, I would have expected this situation to occur...otherwise, why do you think I asked you to arrive here today?"
"Potato! Chip! Girl!" Mai Shutoku was furious.
"Okay, okay, straighten the camera, I can hardly see the performance of our Mr. Super Macho Man No. 1... Damn, what is this!" Su Enxi said, swearing.
"Who are you asking me?!" Mai Shutoku looked dumbfounded at the scene dozens of meters away. The glass in front of her was shaking because of the terrifying bombardment!
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"I, let, you pay the price!" Mo Qiuran grabbed one of Als's arms. Due to the phenomenon of dragon transformation, the arm expanded countless times compared to the original one. The dragon scales were completely wrapped, and the muscles The bulge is particularly obvious, and it contains terrifying power!
It also represents one thing——
Strong enough.
It was strong enough to support Mo Qiuran as he spoke word by word, and then every time he spat out a word, he grabbed Als, picked him up, and smashed him to the ground on the other side!
[Hulk slams]! (For details, please refer to Loki and Thor who have experienced this trick)
Mo Qiuran's arms are not slender. They have obvious muscles of normal thickness, and his height of 1.8 meters is considered normal. But in front of Als who has transformed into a dragon, he can only be said to be thin and small. However, such a "skinny and small" existence, He directly picked Als up and threw him violently, and he continued to throw him violently, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to roar!
"Professor... S-class, is it a body-enhancing word spirit?" Commissioner Brown, who was standing on the roof just preparing for rescue, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he saw this scene and asked.
"..." Professor Schneider was silent. Through the on-site surveillance, he saw the entire incident, so now all that emerged in his mind were a bunch of questions: "Who am I, where am I, and what is going on with this student of mine?"
Isn't my student's spirit of ice attribute? I guess it's not the Ice Emperor?
Now who is this person who is throwing the dragon with his hands without any change in appearance?
"Carry out a sneak attack, engage in a sneak attack, engage in a sneak attack!"
Mo Qiuran had no intention of stopping. Huge power continuously emerged from his body, and violent anger burst out from his heart. He was almost successfully attacked by a sneak attack. What would happen to him if he was really successfully attacked by a sneak attack? Become RBQ? It's really hateful!
Under such a violent fall, Als's dragon-turned-body could not hold on no matter how strong he was. His scales were shattered, his muscles were torn, and his eyes were blurry. After hearing what Mo Qiuran said about "carrying out a sneak attack," he actually felt something in his heart. Feeling aggrieved, isn't this because the sneak attack was not successful?
Who is the villain?
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