The super power special team has come to a crap

Didn't find out on the spot? "

Nat was silent: "..."

It was true that Alva was talking nonsense at the time, but later this has become a reality...

"Your look... I guess, you like Alva, don't you?" Reese chuckled at the flushed Nat: "It's okay, I don't mind. Because you just like him, and I love him ah!"

Nat: "..."

Reese seemed to be intoxicated by his confession from the bottom of his heart, and leaned back on the chair: "Although he can't agree with my ideas for the time being, it doesn't matter. Couples always need a process of getting in. We were so rapported that a belated disagreement kept us apart for so long."

Wait a minute, you two broke up a long time ago, right?What's the matter with this person, didn't he know about it when we met last time!Does his brain reboot periodically? !Nat couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

He thought that Alva called him crazy because he couldn't tolerate his way of doing things, but he might be a real crazy person in the end!

"Why are you shocked? Hehehe, I know, Alva does not look like an infatuated person from the outside, but I understand him—" Reese talked for a long time to entertain himself, and suddenly changed the topic: " Since you and Alva are colleagues, have you ever been to his house? In fact, it should be the home of the two of us. Although the bastard Joe has put strict control on the city and prohibited me from entering, I still have I sneaked back once and found that Alva had collected all my things on the second floor, and he didn't throw them away..."

Nat frowned. He had never been to the second floor of Alva's house. As far as he could remember, Alva himself had never been there. Even if Raul came to clean, he would not let her go up.

But Raul never paid him any attention.

Nat suddenly felt a little sour in his heart. He turned his head away, not wanting to look at the chattering "rival in love".

But Rees didn't finish. When he talked about his ideas, his tone was persuasive and logical, but when he talked about Alva, he acted like a real madman: "I know him, and there are people in the world who are better than me." Do you know him? I know what every little action of his means. I know that he only has dimples when he fakes a smile. I know that he likes to cut his steak from the left side. I know that he likes to turn on the TV and play games until he falls asleep. It won't even close—"

Nat pursed his lips, a little unconvinced: I will know in the future!

"I also know that he likes to drink German beer after watching the game, likes to smoke local brands of cigarettes, can't sleep, he will go racing on the mountain road, and he will go racing all night, and then park the car on the top of the mountain, open the roof to watch The stars—come with me." Reese took a breath, and was about to continue.

Nat said his first words after arriving here: "Who are you talking about?"

Rees froze for a moment: "Of course I'm talking about Alva, as I said, I know him better than anyone—"

Nat interrupted him, he was in disbelief: "Do you really know him? Alva doesn't smoke, his lungs are not good; he doesn't drink, and his stomach hurts after drinking; of course, he doesn't know how to drive, car Driving too fast would make him nauseous, and the temperature outside late at night would be too cold for him."

After he finished speaking, he realized how long he had said, and immediately blushed, and his heart was pounding because of nervousness, but he still looked straight into Reese's eyes, and he was straightforward to the point of abruptness:

"You don't know him at all. What you know is just a phantom in your memory."

"What do you know!" Reese roared, his elegant indifference at the beginning was peeled off like a piece of paper: "He is such a person, we have known each other for almost 20 years!"

Nat knew he should shut up—and he was really not used to it, and he didn't dare to yell at people—but his heart was beating violently, as if magma was flowing in his chest, and he couldn't restrain the urge to erupt: "He is not!"

"Why do you say that? I love him, do you understand? I, love, him."

Rhys spoke in a stuttering tone, looking furious.

Nat didn't give way, he stammered back: "I, I love, love, love him too!!"

"You can't even speak a word fluently, do you think Alva will look at you more?" Reese pinched his fingers vigorously. If Nat wasn't a rare high-level ability user, he would probably be dead.

"Of course he'll look at me!" Nat kept closing his eyes and shouted, "We're already together!"

38

The air in the room froze for a few seconds, and no one spoke for a while.

Nat didn't dare to raise his head, he stared straight at his knees, his ears were flushed red, and he didn't look like a person who was arrogant enough to provoke an enemy with an overwhelming advantage.

But even with high tension, he was still sensitively aware that the temperature of the air had risen.

The heat rose rapidly, and Nat raised his head, and found that Reese was probably mad with anger, with a faint layer of fire mist covering his body, his eyes seemed to be burning, and he felt that his body was about to burn at a glance.

...I don't think so, my body is really hot!

Nat looked down at his collar, feeling that it was about to reach the ignition point in the next second and burst into flames. He struggled quickly—he had been trying to untie the restraints on his hands while listening to Reese's speech, and there was a little bit of hesitation. A little bit of success - but still can't break free, after all, his hands are double fixed behind his back by ropes and handcuffs.

Will he die... He looked at Rees with red eyes and couldn't help thinking.

But he didn't regret it much. If he had to say it, he wanted to tell Alva what he just said, to himself, not to the "ex-boyfriend" with paranoia, that he loved him.

A piercing siren pierced through the explosive atmosphere between the two like an arrow, Reese's flame seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and hit the wall next to the siren hard, blasting a hole in the wall, revealing In the vain and dark space outside, he strode over and pulled off the microphone: "Didn't I say that unless the base is exposed, don't bother me if anything happens? I can't command you anymore?!"

Nat was thankful that he hadn't burned yet, and took the opportunity to loosen the rope a little more--twisting his hand as hard as he could to touch the button of his cuff.

The whistle-blower somehow offended the moody chief, and panicked, "No, no...but, we're invaded!"

Although Reese was furious—no, it should be said that he had already burned outside—he still had only a sliver of reason: the independent space he was in was jointly created by three space-type superpowers, although because of the level ability It's uneven, so it can't be called perfect.

But not just anyone can find it.

He suddenly became excited: it must be Alva!

He knew most of the people in the Sanctions Bureau, and there were not many members of the Space Department. The only one who could see through this man-made space and tear it apart was undoubtedly Alva!

"Captain Searle," he somehow calmed down, regained his polite manner, and nodded at him, "Alva is here, I guess he escaped Joe's control at last, so he threw himself at me, what do you think? ?”

I think Boss asked him to rescue the hostages... Nat thought silently.

He didn't expect that Alva broke away from the organization, ignored Joe's orders, and came all the way to find him.

"Boss!" The person on the other side of the microphone shouted anxiously.

"I see," Rees responded unhurriedly, "Did the intruder just break through the entrance of the space?"

"No!" cried the poor soldier, "they broke through the guards guarding the top floor!"

As if to cheer his words, the door of the office made a loud bang, and the next second, the door was knocked open.

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"Senior Alva, shall we continue to go up?" Ella was anxious: "Since I woke up, I can no longer use superpowers. I feel that the space here is like a pool of stagnant water, completely stagnant."

Before Alva could speak, Helen snapped back and said, "Did you not take off that damned metal ring? I did the same just now. It's so annoying that I can take it off for you. .”

Ella: "???" I haven't seen any metal rings.

Alva said: "This space is an independent space created by someone. Probably for safety, the rules indicate that space movement is not allowed."

Helen: "Then why doesn't it just ban everyone's superpowers, isn't it safer?"

Alva looked at her in surprise and contempt: "Why don't you ban superpowers in a stronghold full of superpowers? It's a good thing you can ask such a question."

Helen: "..."

Helen: "You dare to mock me, don't you dare to rest against the wall, you have only walked one floor... and I always feel that we are about to be discovered."

"Then can't you be a little winky, come and give me a hand? I just rescued you." Alva rolled his eyes whiter than his face.

Helen thought about it and found it made sense, trotted a few steps down to the same level as Alva, grabbed him like a chick, and put it on her shoulders, ignoring Ella's jaw that was about to fall, and planned to go on like this building.

She suffered a "heavy" blow to the head from Alva, so she had to switch her resistance to her back.

Alva clutched his stomach aching from being knocked by Helen's shoulder, wishing he could find Nat right away and sue him severely.

Without the big burden of Alva, they moved forward a lot faster. From the third floor to the fifth floor, it was only a matter of one person.