The super power special team has come to a crap

With a wretched smile on his face: "Who goes up and who goes down?"

"..." Even a shameless person like Alva was shocked by her: "None of your business."

"I'm curious, my life is just so much fun." Helen pursed her lips and put her hands back in her pockets: "It's so cold today, I hate it, I was supposed to spend a warm and beautiful night with my boyfriend , now he will definitely break up with me, damn freedom nest, stinky dog ​​shit, go to hell, choke to death when eating, get hit by a car when crossing the road, get bitten by a dog for dating..."

Alva rolled his eyes and listened to her endless thoughts, and suddenly agreed: If it weren't for the sudden madness of this group of psychopaths, he would definitely be with Nat now—in order to prevent a repeat of the last time, he even bought It's a trick - now you can only find an invisible terrorist on a freezing street with a noisy woman, and he wants to be anti-social!

When they finished patrolling a street and were about to turn a corner, Alva's eyelids twitched, and he reached out to grab Helen's collar.

But he made a fool of himself, and his own world turned upside down. A few seconds later, he was thrown into the path between the two houses. , there are people around."

"Yeah, there's one on the roof to your left." Alva resisted the urge to vomit and said angrily.

"Hey, really!" Helen said excitedly, "You're so good, don't you know how to read like Feng?"

As she spoke, she gathered her strength to climb up. I don't know how much force she used, but she jumped up more than ten meters at once. She threw a roll of rope and aimed at the enemy hiding on the roof with perfect aim.

The enemy who was planning to attack but was attacked completely panicked. Helen grabbed his neck and threw him on the hard road without even making a move to resist.

Only then did Helen fall freely from the sky, using the enemy as a cushion, and fiercely stepped on him. The latter let out a heart-piercing scream, and completely passed out.

"I caught one." Helen snorted, handcuffed him, tied him up, and threw him by the side of the road.

"There is a group of people approaching 500 meters to the west, come on." Alva said coolly.

Helen gave him a big thumbs up and rushed out.

Alva yawned, and shrank a little into the corner—it could block the wind.

Ten minutes later, Helen came back with seven or eight people tied up: "What a bumper harvest!"

Alva ignored her.

"But although there are a lot of people, they are all very weak," Helen sighed, "Didn't it be said that there are vicious fugitives? Why do you feel like you are beating a bunch of untrained newcomers?"

Alva frowned, and stood up. The sudden change in the center of gravity made him feel dizzy. Fortunately, he supported the wall in time, so he didn't fall down.

"Tsk tsk tsk, weak chicken." Helen commented.

"Orangutan." Alva retorted.

"Gay!"

"bachelor."

"Hey, I have a boyfriend!" Helen yelled.

"We're breaking up soon. I wish you a happy breakup in advance." While arguing with Helen, Alva raised his foot and kicked a young man who was tied up in the chest.

Helen was dumbfounded, and even forgot to curse back, and said after a while: "If you want to hurt him, let me do it..."

Alva ignored her, put his hands in his pockets, stepped on the neck of the young man who was kicked to the ground, and looked down, "Who sent you here?"

The young man's eyes were wide open, his throat was rattling, and he didn't answer.

"It's a bit difficult for you to step on someone's throat and let people talk." Helen reminded.

Alva moved his foot away as if nothing had happened, and now he didn't need to ask again, the young man cursed: "You traitors!"

Alva & Helen: "..."

"Jihad is coming, and we are going to become the masters of the world, but you betray your compatriots for a little immediate benefit, and in turn harm us!" The young man coughed twice, and continued to be filled with righteous indignation: "Shameless, go Die!"

Alva stepped on his trachea again. Although he didn't have much strength, if he put his whole body weight on it, it wouldn't be a problem for a person to suffocate and faint.

"There is no benefit. I bought a house after working for almost ten years." Alva complained.

"Really! I've been working for three years, so I can get rid of renting out apartments if I work for another seven years!" Helen said excitedly.

"I have disability benefits."

"Oh……"

With his hands still in his pockets, Alva asked a tied up girl next to him, "The man who asked you to come, what does he want you to do?"

The girl spat.

"I'll leave it to you." Alva said to Helen, and walked to the next person.

"Eh? Give me what?" Helen was very confused, but she felt that she could only use her force value, so she spontaneously pushed the girl to the ground, punched her, and hit a bullet with a diameter of one meter on the road. In Dakeng, the poor girl looked at the fist that was only a few centimeters away from her head, her limbs became weak from fright, and she also fainted.

The next middle-aged man, who had been acting as if he would rather die than submit, trembled three times when he saw this, but before he could say anything, he was horrified to find that his gaze had become higher—his head and neck were separated, and he was slowly rising. When he got up, he scratched his neck with his hands in panic.But the moment the hand passed through the cutting surface, even the hand was split in two, with one half left underneath and the other clutching the cheek helplessly.

Alva stared at the pale face of the middle-aged man, and raised one eyebrow: "Did that man ask you to take advantage of the chaos and attack civilians indiscriminately?"

He added with a smirk: "By the way, if you want to maintain a high integrity, think that we are not worthy of being superpowers, and refuse to answer, then I may suddenly forget how to use superpowers. Then you can understand what it's like to be cut off from the body by the space—ah, sorry, I was wrong, you won't feel anything after the head is off."

The terrorist who caused the disturbance was trembling with fear from the law enforcement officers, and immediately said everything: "Yes! You are right!! I am just an ordinary enterprise employee, I was instigated, don't kill me, don't kill me I!"

"Oh? What did I say?" Alva looked cold.

"Someone commanded us! He posted on the forum, gave us a speech, and told us to go out on the street tonight. I was just fascinated for a while. In fact, I especially support the government's decision-making. Really, believe me!"

"Which one of you is the leader?" Alva continued to ask.

"He's not here, because he's just here to clean up the obstacles blocking the way. It's very simple, and he doesn't need to appear."

"What is an obstacle?"

"The obstacle is..." The expression of the middle-aged man suddenly froze, and a kind of confusion appeared on his face: "Is... an ordinary... person? No, it's impossible... How could I kill... my daughter He is also an ordinary person without superpowers..."

"Oh, I know a man who likes to give speeches. Everyone listens to him after the speech. You may know him too." Alva snapped his fingers, and the middle-aged man's head returned to his neck , the latter touched the seam of his neck to make sure that he did not die from a severed head, so he rolled his eyes in relief and passed out.

Only then did Helen speak: "What does this mean? Aren't they escaped prisoners? Why are they so vulnerable?"

Alva snorted coldly, and before he could speak, a vicious voice came in: "That coward, I will make him pay the price."

The two of them turned their heads and found that the unlucky guy who was dragged off the roof by Helen woke up. He was a young man under 20 years old, and his eyes were full of resentment and violence: "The lackey of the government!" , you defile the talents God has given you."

Helen: "This is definitely a fugitive, look at his expression."

Alva: "He's just young, young people who haven't seen the world are especially easy to be brainwashed."

Young man: "...I'm not brainwashed! I really think so!"

Alva: "Well, being fooled into going to the front line, I still firmly believe that this is all out of my own will. This is something that is especially easy for this age group."

young people:"……"

Helen squatted down and brought her face closer: "Young man, I suddenly found that you look pretty good, do you want to join us? Although our wages are a little lower, we are tired from work! Although our benefits are a bit short, we are on vacation Less!"

The young man's eyes were so red that he was about to bleed, he gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "I want to kill you scum, kill everyone..."

Alva froze for a moment, frowned and looked at him carefully.

"One day, I will let the whole world know that we are the masters, those garbage who don't know anything are just pigs wasting food, they just have an advantage in numbers, and they try to kill the wolves in vain," said the young man. There was a bloody hysteria: "I want to kill them all, as long as those pigs are dead, this world is our world!"

Alva poked Helen: "You're right, if you look carefully, he's really handsome."

Helen: "...how about you cooperate with others?"

"I've heard people say this tune thousands of times." Alva touched his chin, "Well...my Nat is more handsome."

"You have to show some face! When did our captain become your family!"

The young man felt like he was going to vomit blood.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Alva pushed Helen, and pointed to the people tied together on the ground: "