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"Negative emotion..." Fang Tong looked at the final work in his arms, but the final work lowered his head and could not see her eyes.

It turns out that even this little devil hates himself?

Just...

There is actually a red medicine bottle for one pass, but he no longer wants to drink it.

Because there is no need to live anymore.

I originally thought that a person like him can still protect the rest of the people to do their part, but since the protected person does not need his protection, but wants his life, then follow them.

"If you also want to kill me, then give it to you, kid." One side pass completely released the final work.

I am not going to use vector control to maintain the heart beat.

Just die like this.

The world lacks his evil party, maybe it will become much better.

"No, Misaka is not, Misaka Misaka..." The last work suddenly raised his eyes, and the sound seemed to be crying, and there was some struggle in his eyes.

She was indeed infected with a virus and lost the authority of Misaka's superior signal, but she did not seem to have signs of self-awakening like her other Misaka sisters under extreme struggle.

"You didn't tell the truth!" The bee-eater pointedly pointed at the outsiders. "Even though Misaka's sisters are indeed malicious, that must be a small part. You have said it yourself. Misaka's network is still positive. More, it's just that you are using your superior authority to control the final action!"

There are loopholes in the interpretation of Fanwai individuals.

It’s mainly bee-eaters who are too familiar with sister Misaka.

They are just like her only friend, Tao Li.

My heart is like a little animal just born, full of curiosity about everything, and full of good feelings about everything. Once I have identified something important, it cannot be changed. It is very simple.

Otherwise,

She had taken the final work away from the other side.

"What's the matter?" Fan Wai suddenly broke away from Misaka Miqin and grabbed her palm, taking two steps back, with malicious and mocking faces, "Is there anything wrong with this? This guy killed nearly one Ten thousand Misaka sisters, are you going to forgive them because they don’t have too much resentment? Even if one person doesn’t hate, two people don’t hate, ten thousand people’s hatred add up to my level!”

"But you don't have much hatred." Bee-eater Chi does not seem to intend to give her breathing time, and then said one step forward, "You don't actually have much urge to'kill' him, because even you , The goodwill in your heart still overwhelms the malicious, it is those people who gave you the instruction that you must take revenge. To be honest, I don’t care about the life and death of a party, but you better know your heart first."

The telepathic ability of bee eaters is already very powerful.

Even if she dared not directly attack the Misaka sisters.

But as long as it takes some time, it is easy to figure out the emotion of an individual.

So she sees clearly.

Even if this individual is adjusted to receive the negative emotions of the entire Misaka network, it is still a positive overwhelming victory simply because he passively accepts a small amount of positive emotions.

This may not even be imagined by the man who made him.

The pain of being killed nearly ten thousand times.

It's just this degree.

But this is sister Misaka, this is her friend.

"You're lying!" Fan Wai's individual's reaction was very fierce, and her voice increased a lot. "How could it not be hated, it's just that they don't know how to hate yet, and now the Misaka sisters are starting to get more and more They are more like people, so they will gradually breed more hate, and they will also have the idea of ​​wanting revenge!"

"That is to say, you admit that the current Misaka sisters actually don't want revenge." Bee-eater prayed sharply and grabbed the same foot in the other party's words.

Fan Wai's face suddenly turned red.

Annoyed.

There is a kind of emotion of children deceived by "malicious adults".

"Damn! Since that's the case, let you take a good look at your sisters' hatred!"

With this sentence is full of malicious words.

The sound of footsteps began to be heard outside.

Misaka Misaki reacted violently and looked at the back, where a sister Misaka with a gun came out, and then the second, the third...

The densely packed sister Misaka could not drain the water around this room.

Each one is expressionless.

It is completely different from the past Misaka sisters, and the weapons in their hands are aligned with everyone, just like a robot.

"Hate? I can't even show the slightest bit of hatred. This is obviously because you used your superior authority in the Misaka network to control them!" Bee-eater Cao pointed out this reality with a hint of anger.

The so-called upper signal is actually the console of Misaka Network.

It is a safety device used to avoid the rebellion of the Misaka sisters, or to lose control. It can control all the Misaka sisters. In the past, it was the last work. Now, this console has been transferred to the outsiders.

"Damn, can your ability be seen even by this?" Fanwai still doesn't lie very much. She seems very surprised by the power of the bee-eater, and with impatience, she looks at the final work, " You came over to me too, but it was just the console of the old era. Give me a good look at your enemies!"

"No, don't!" The tears of the final work kept on. She seemed to be resisting the model from the upper level with all her strength. She held the palm of the party that seemed to be dead and shouted in a crying voice. Said, "I don't want to hate you, one pass, save me!"

The last three words are introduced into the mind of a party that is about to lose its will.

There was such a moment.

He opened his eyes as if he had never looked back. www.NovelMTL.com~ will all begin to loose his eyes and stare at the final work with a painful face.

"Save me, you must be able to save me!" The final work is still subconscious, instinctive, and asks for the person she is closest to.

"Ahhhhh!" one of the throats filled with plasma gurgled hoarsely.

She called for help.

She wants to protect her herself.

Obviously her sister, her hero, and her savior are nearby, but she still asks for help!

One side only feels that blood is constantly flowing into his mind, and most of his body has stepped into death, but the rest is a little bit reluctant to go in. He wants to protect the person in front of him with an unprecedented strong mind. In the white light year, an angel-like aperture emerged a little from the top of his head.

on the contrary.

The white wings, behind him, spread out slowly in the white light.