I, the motherland, do whatever I want

Storm's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

She was told something that was on her mind.

She and Mallory make a deal.

Storm let Mallory go, then randomly found a woman nearby who was similar in size and age to Mallory, and brutally killed her.

Then he deliberately disfigured the deceased's face, and finally brought him to the Tower of Seven for presentation.

Feng Feng knew that it would not be easy to pass the test of being a native, so he made some preparations.

But now that Azu had revealed her feelings, she was still very nervous.

But on the surface, she couldn't see anything.

After a while.

Feng Feng spread his hands and said, "If you don't believe it, you can do a DNA test."

"Or you can just kill me here."

"Yeah?"

Azu smiled, then his eyes lit up, he slightly adjusted the solar radiation equivalent, and then shot two blazing golden rays towards the storm.

The 'heat ray' landed on Storm's chest, and the woman immediately screamed.

As a superhuman, her physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even far beyond some superhuman beings.

In the original show, Storm had already withstood the ‘Cyclops’ from the Motherland.

But now, Azu’s ‘Heat Ray’ is far behind the original owner’s ‘Cyclops’.

Even if he doesn't use all his strength, it's not like Cyclops can touch porcelain.

The storm didn't even last a second before she screamed. The skin on her chest quickly carbonized, and the scorching light had already entered her body and was heading towards her heart.

In a few moments, her delicate heart will bear the attack of the 'heat ray'.

No matter how powerful she is, once her heart is damaged, she will be dead.

For a moment.

Storm knew that he had only two choices.

One is to violently resist and see if they can escape from the hands of the motherland.

The second is to take a gamble, betting that the people of the motherland are just testing themselves.

She decided to take a gamble.

Because she was not sure of escaping from the hands of her motherland.

When the 'heat ray' was close to the heart of the storm, the two blazing beams finally disappeared.

Storm couldn't hold on any longer, his whole body went limp and he sat down on the ground.

She panted violently and felt that her whole body was soaked, inside and out.

Azu looked at her with a smile and said, "I just wanted to see your physical strength. You won't blame me, right?"

I want to kill you, you bitch!

I will cut you into pieces, cut off your head and feed it to the dogs!

Stormy waves surged in the heart of the storm, but when he raised his head, his smile was bright and moving.

"How could that happen? No, of course I wouldn't blame you."

Azu laughed, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Feng up, pointed at her and said, "I believe you."

"There's no need for DNA testing or anything like that."

"You did a great job."

"Go rest, take a bath and relax."

Storm nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving?"

"Take this thing with you too."

Azu pointed to the trolley case left in the command hall.

After the storm left, Azu smiled.

Say it in a voice that only you can hear.

"What did Mallory do in exchange for her life?"

"It should be some kind of intelligence."

"What information would a free woman be interested in?"

"Is that so, soldier boy?"

"The biological father of the original owner?"

"It's possible that Mallory probably told her that Soldier Boy had the power to kill me."

"Storm doesn't seem like the kind of woman who trusts others easily."

"The reason why I believe Mallory is that the old woman should have told her the identity of the soldier boy."

"That's fine."

"Go ahead."

"Go and bring all the rats in the gutter to me, so I don't have to look for them one by one."

"That would be too much trouble."

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In a secret base.

Secretary Wilson looked down at the little boy in the training room.

Ryan!

At this moment, in front of Ryan, there was a target for marksmanship practice.

An instructor said next to him.

"Come on, Ryan."

"Show me your power."

"Destroy all these targets!"

Ryan clenched his fists with both hands and stared at the targets.

I stood like this for 5 minutes, but nothing happened.

The instructor planned to anger the boy.

"What's wrong? You can't do it?"

"Don't you want to cry, little princess?"

"Ryan, are you still a man?"

"If you're a man, show me how powerful you are."

Dr. Wagbaum stood next to the minister, shook his head and said: "Ryan is different from the people of the motherland. He has been with Beka since he was a child."

"Becca raised him to be a docile child."

"A sheep."

"And not the wolf or the lion you want."

Minister Wilson smiled and said: "I don't think so, I have full confidence in Ryan."

The minister picked up the microphone and said, "Don't be nervous, Ryan."

"It's fine."

"You have to believe that you have the power."

"You are that man's son. What he can do, you can do too."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to stimulate you a bit."

"I believe you will be able to channel your own power soon."

After speaking, Wilson pressed a remote control without consulting Ryan.

A screen lights up in the training room.

On the screen was a peaceful house bathed in bright afternoon sunshine.

Every detail of that house, including its lawn, every plant and tree in it.

Lane knows it all too well.

Because this is his home, where he holds memories of his entire childhood.

At this moment, a person appeared on the screen.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, cold expression.

Wearing a blue battle suit, with a star-spangled cape flying behind him.

The man's eyes lit up, and then he sprayed out golden flames.

The flames of light blasted into the house, and with a bang, the house exploded.

Flames rushed out of the house, sparks flew, and thick smoke billowed.

After the explosion stopped, the camera advanced and a charred corpse appeared on the screen in the ruins of the house.

"Mother!"

Ryan clenched his small fists and shouted angrily.

His eyes lit up instantly.

Then two crimson rays of light were emitted, which easily cut through a human-shaped target.

But Ryan's anger couldn't be vented yet. He yelled and kept moving the light, cutting a human-shaped target in half.

"enough."

"Stop it."

"I told you to stop, little bastard!" the instructor's voice rang.

This harsh, unpleasant voice.

Jean Ryan is very biological.

The little boy yelled and turned his head.

Two crimson rays of light swept out a trace of light across the instructor's body.

The instructor was stunned for a moment, then moved his hand to his chest.

Dislocated left and right, it quickly slid down and turned into fragments on the ground.

Only then did Ryan stop. The eight-year-old boy had never seen such a bloody and tragic scene.

He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Seeing what happened in the training room, Wilson's face became serious.

Dr. Wagbaum whispered: "Congratulations, you have released a baby tyrannosaurus."