Chapter 246: You can't bear my wisdom

Chapter 246: You can't bear my wisdom

The dream maker had not answered yet, and a roar sounded loudly from the door of the villa, and an axe blade slightly exposed a sharp edge from the door panel.

The "firefighters" outside the door began to break out. They were so anxious that they couldn't wait for the people inside the house to answer.

The doors of the tourist holiday house were very thin. After a few axes, the door had been broken and broken. A thick hand reached into the door and was about to turn the lock. At this time, Leo was awakened by the sound of smashing the door. He walked to the bedroom door with sleepy eyes and saw the black shadow standing in the living room. He couldn't tell whether this was Wang Cheng. He asked directly: "Arrei, what's going on?"

In the room, Wang Cheng's figure did not appear at all. Seeing Leo appear, the dreammaker suddenly stretched out his arms at Leo, his posture was a bit like the wizard practice in Western movies. As his arms reached towards Leo, Leo slowly opened his eyes wide, but his pupils gradually became inaccurate with the focal length, and his vision became blurred and dull. He shook his body, as if he was unable to stand firm, and his body slowly tilted down. The dreammaker opened his arms and called gently: "Come here, come to uncle."

It was said that it was soon, and all this happened in a few seconds. As soon as the dreammaker finished speaking, his thick arm had already opened the door and walked into the house. This was a big man in a "firefighter" costume with a respirator on his head and a flame-retardant fire suit on his body. After entering the door, he threw the fire axe aside. As soon as he raised his hand, a flame suddenly emerged from his hand, illuminating the entire house. The items in the house were exposed-but Wang Cheng was not in the house.

While the fire was on, Leo fell softly. Before he fell, he seemed to struggle for a while, preparing to follow the call of the dreammaker to walk a few steps, but the entry of the "firefighter" made the dreammaker's nerves relax. In this moment, Leo fell to the ground and made a rumble sound of sleeping. Just as Leo's body touched the ground, it rumbling and the gas in the house exploded.

The reason for the gas explosion is that the ratio of gas to air in the house reaches 20 to 70, which has nothing to do with whether the gas continues to leak. When the door is closed, even if the gas valve is closed for one day, there is still a possibility of gas explosion in the house.

The heat wave started, which surprised the "firefighter" who had just entered the door. He couldn't stand firm and staggered on the ground. Then, he heard a shrill scream and looked in the direction of the scream. The dream maker had become a pillar of fire at this time. His whole body was burning violently. The scream made him inject a large amount of flames. Then, the dream maker's lungs were burned by the flames. The scream stopped abruptly, leaving only the violent contraction and spasm of his body.

"This is impossible," the firefighter shouted loudly, his voice passing through the respirator, and his voice seemed to be muffled: "You have been sprinkled with a ignition aid, and no one can approach you, and those who are close to you will dream. You, you, you have been sprinkled with a ignition aid but you don't know, you..."

"He is stupid," a calm voice answered calmly, as if talking about his own vegetable pot and shower.

The fire in the house continued to burn, with flames everywhere, the flames of curtains and cloth, the burning glass crackled, and the furniture and wood were roasted hot. In the blazing fire, a figure appeared and the figure was clamped with Leo under his armpit, and Leo still made a slight snoring.

The "firefighter" raised his hand, and a flame gushed towards the part of the sound. However, the pillar of fire was everywhere, and there was empty. When the pillar of fire was extinguished, the figure appeared again.

The fire was burning, but there was only one "firefighter" rushing in. The outside of the house was very quiet, and there was not even a person who usually watched the fun.

In the raging fire, Wang Cheng's figure loomed in peace said: "I understand that brain waves are also a kind of fluctuation. The evolutionary specialty of dream makers is that they can emit brain waves and then affect other brain wave components. He used this method to influence the opponent and make the opponent enter the dream world - the pianist can feel this abnormality, so he discovered the mutated evolution of dream makers. You just said that others cannot get close to the dream makers. Does this mean?"

The answer of the "firefighter" was to raise his hand and a flame. Then, he jumped in the house, waving his hands constantly. Every time he waved his hand, a pillar of fire was brought out. He fired flames to all the furniture in the house and the obstacles in front of his feet. The flames he emitted were green, with a strong high temperature and a heat. Wherever the fire went, all the items were burning. Even the iron pot and spoon were dissolved into a hole by the flames, while the mirror and glass were directly burned by the flames.

While setting fire, the "firefighter" shouted: "Where are you hiding, I want to burn everything here! You have no air to breathe, you have no place to hide..."

A flame passed by the sofa, and the sofa rose with flames. A slight explosion sounded. Wang Cheng's figure that was looming just now disappeared. The "firefighter" was stunned for a moment and immediately shouted: "Hologram photography, you used holographic photography technology to play images, as if your figure was there, but in fact it was a holographic photo, the player was hidden on the sofa. When I lit the sofa and detonated your player... Haha, now, you show me, you have nowhere to hide."

A soft sigh seemed to come from the left ear of the "firefighter". The "firefighter" turned around and suddenly a flame blew over. The sigh reached his right ear. The "firefighter" sprayed a flame to the right again, shouting: "Do you want to wait for me to exhaust my energy? Haha, you have to wait for twenty years. I can spit fire like this for twenty years. See if you can afford it!"

This time, Wang Cheng's voice did not change direction. He said leisurely: "When you take on the task, you should know that I have the habit of holding the sheep. The sheep I hold is not only for money, but also for knowledge and ability. The reason why I don't kill you is because I want to know how you have obtained your ability, so don't force me to kill you."

"You can't kill me," the "firefighter" shouted, and continued to erupt in a clueless manner: "I finally know your ability, I reveal your true face - your specialty is hiding. Once you hide, even the dreammaker cannot detect it. Haha, we have always thought you were an excellent killer. Your assassination on the rainy night made us think that you are the best at using guns and the best fast gunner in the world... Haha, now I know, I know, what you are best at hiding.

I can't see you, but you can't kill me, you can't bear my body temperature. Even if you catch me, my counterattack will hurt you. You can't bear my high temperature. Come on, catch me, let's die together."

"You are the real 'Prometheus'," Wang Cheng's vague voice continued to float in the room: "The kitchen is so empty. The flames that he emits are just the light of cold light, so they did not cause a gas explosion. Yes, I can't bear your high temperature, but you can't bear my wisdom."

"Where are you? Where are you?" Prometheus shouted. As the continuous flames gushed, the temperature inside the house became higher and higher. The window frames, floors, and even flames attached to the walls, as if bricks and tiles were burning. Even with Prometheus's power, he felt difficult to breathe. He sprayed two more flames and jumped at the door to jump out. He paused at the door, and suddenly had an idea in his heart: He couldn't stand such a high temperature, how could that child bear it? Are they not in the house?

Prometheus was an actionist. He thought so in his mind that his feet had already rushed out of the house. When he just saw the moon outside the house, a sudden burst of pain was passed on to him. He felt like he bumped into an iron wall, and his body suddenly solidified. Only then did he think of the holographic camera player again... Oh, holographic camera. If the house is full of monitors, then the other party can make appropriate conversations based on the attacker's dynamics, and he can be thousands of miles away.

But how did the dream creator die? How did the assassin who entered the house and attacked? Oh, why did I feel so painful?

Prometheus looked down at the painful part... It was the muzzle, the two guns in the heart were very close, and the muzzle was flowing out blood, and the left and right shoulders were at the same time: "I can't bear your high temperature. The bullet can be. This bullet comes from my wisdom. Thank you for your performance. The performance is over."

Prometheus reached out and grabbed each of his left and right shoulders, and grabbed two small black dots the size of eye poop. He chuckled and muttered, "Epitaphs, it turns out... haha, I mocked the dreammaker for his ignorance. I don't know when someone sprinkled the ignorant phosphorus powder on his body. It turns out that two epitaphs were pressed on me at some point."

After pausing, Prometheus looked around. Two fire trucks were parked at the door, and a cordon was pulled around the house. Several firefighters leaned against the fire truck invisibly. No need to check it. Prometheus knew that they were all dead, and he felt a burst of hair standing up.

Sure enough, this person was invincible. The dreammaker and Prometheus were combined with a pair of bad guys, plus an H-level assassin intercepted and a bait was placed in the kitchen. With such a complete script, several people thought they had entangled the "left hand" in the house. Unexpectedly, the left hand sneaked out of the house at some point and killed all the interceptors on the periphery.

The flames in the house were burning, emitting a scorching high temperature. The residents nearby had evacuated and hid several streets to watch from a distance. The nearby streets were empty, with only the sound of the flames burning behind them. Wang Cheng never showed up from beginning to end.

Prometheus took a deep breath and shouted at the uninhabited night sky: "But you underestimate me too much. How can two ordinary bullets hurt me? I am a fire man, I am a strong fire man, my heart position is opposite to that of ordinary people. You failed this time, I am the only survivor under your command, so your nightmare has come. Your true face has been exposed, and I want to chase you to the ends of the world."

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Chapter completed!