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When the thought of "high" came out of his mind, at that moment, he could feel his own ignorance.

Forget it, now is not the time to think about this.right now!He must resist the pressure.

Whether he will become the flame capable person on the screen is not important at all.

He doesn't need to worry about his future now. All he has to do is keep his heart and focus on the next path.

He looked at the flame on the screen that burned to death without hesitation, his expression was slightly solemn.

Sure enough, the black clothed man in the screen is a person with a different ability than them.

Even if he uses his abilities to attack people, he will hesitate because of his similar relationships.

The man in black cloth on the screen is no longer capable, but a real murderer.There is no guilt about the murder.

Fang Neng's eyes narrowed. He was not surprised by the incident, he was only aware of the correct truth.

The Black Commoner is not a capable person, but a murderer.

This is Fang Neng's evaluation, his conclusion for the Black Commoner.

"...Murder? No, it's just someone who has lost the ability to run wild." Suddenly, at the moment when he defined the black cloth man, a "thought" arose in his mind.

Fang Neng made a puzzled voice and looked around a little blankly.sound?Has anyone spoken just now?

Is it his illusion?

He glanced around, and no one spoke.

what happened?...It should be my illusion.

"... Ability to run away? What is that?" Fang Neng murmured in confusion.

The thought just now seemed as if a voice appeared in his mind, and someone was talking to him.

Ability to run away...it is hard to come by the screen...

But... what exactly is Ability Runaway?!

Can only think.

Inside the screen, a figure entwined with flames stood up. He was alone. Sparks spattered from the flames, and the high temperature distorted the surrounding air.

What a temperature, the temperature contained in the flame may be enough to kill any living body present in an instant.

The special forces were frightened when they saw this terrifying side, because they knew that the existence before them was not human at all.

The captain of the special forces took a deep breath, took the lead in raising the submachine gun, and launched a blow at the burning man in front of him. One by one bullets flew to the burning man, like a magical shadow penetrating the space.

The bullet fell on the burning man.Gunshots sounded in this unmanned field, and there was a sound of shocking bullets.

Seeing the captain fired, the others also raised their submachine guns and fired at the burning man not far away.

At this moment, complicated gunfire fell like the sound of rain, and the shocked person's eardrums hurt.After about half a minute, the gunfire gradually calmed down and then disappeared.

In front of them, the Burning Man was unscathed and did not receive any physical damage at all. His face and body did not change at all.

The bullet fell on him, no, it didn't fall on him at all, but passed through his body.

His body seemed to have completely turned into a blazing flame. There was no entity, and the bullet could not touch him.

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Almost all those capable of seeing this scene in the screening room, including Fang Neng, were shocked from ear to ear.

This ability is so powerful that it can only appear in movies.

They knew that at that moment, they understood.The Burning Man in the screen is a monster that only exists in fantasy, a horrible existence above guns.

Cold sweat oozes from the palms.Fang Neng looked at the burning man on the screen terribly, no longer knowing how to describe his current mood.

Can only sigh softly, vent the indescribable emotion in my heart.

It may be because of his weak abilities. His general cognitive ability is not strong enough, and there is no power that can surpass most people.

But he was wrong!The scene before him subverted his cognition.

The upper limit of ability has no top. Even a person can subvert everything, deny everything, decide everything, and power halo decides everything as long as he has strong abilities.

If the world really has the ability to surpass the country, then what is it like?

Just thinking about it, he could only arouse a smile of self-deprecating.

Even if there is a power above the national law in this world, does it matter?

The gap between his abilities and the Fireman on the screen is not generally big, no, it is not a gap anymore, but a dimensional difference.

He has the most abilities, no, even if it is ten times stronger, he can't touch the heels of Burning Man. It's about a hundred times stronger.

"Don't blame yourself, don't rush to deny yourself, don't feel that your ability is weak! Your ability is very powerful." A thought emerged, and only because of the downturn did not discover the violation and wrongness contained therein.

"My ability is not weak? What is the standard?! My ability can't even win with a knife." Fang Neng just replied that thought.

"I can't win... I won." The thought replied.

"Huh, it's easy to say, if you have the ability, then you let me have the power to surpass that fireman!" Fang Neng replied uncomfortably.The inner voice denied his thoughts, cold and unhappy.

There is no proof, and he has the ability to show evidence.

"...Do you want evidence? Yes, but are you sure? Formidable power often comes with a price." The voice said mysteriously.

Ok?

Fang Neng realized that it was wrong, even if it was his thoughts, it was impossible to say such a thing, he was not a schizophrenic patient.

No, is this really my idea?!At that moment, he realized this terrifying problem.

The cold sweat was running out, unspeakable anxiety.

"Wait a minute...Aren't you thinking about me?" Fang Neng asked directly in his mind.

If that thought can read what he was thinking, then even if he wanted to conceal it, it would be impossible. It's better to ask it directly.

What the hell is going on with him?

If it weren't his thought, whose thought would it be?

At this moment, in addition to the anxiety in his heart, he also felt a strange fate.

He did not choose fate, but fate chose him.

He waited nervously for the answer in his head.

One second passed.

"Huh? Can you only realize it now? Can you be slower than I thought?"

The voice seemed to say a little unexpectedly, and the accident was mixed with a hint of derogation (it was dull at first).