2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

"boom!"

The vase exploded into pieces, and the sharp porcelain fragments pierced Yan Muyun's palm. Blood immediately spattered everywhere, and his body staggered and fell onto the coffee table due to the force of the shock.

Zhang Yu staggered from the beating, and fell forward to his knees on the floor.

He was originally only wary of Yan Guocheng, but after making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he relaxed his vigilance a little.

As a result, he didn't expect that the guy who was so feverish that he couldn't stand still could move so quickly, and he was caught off guard.

"Damn it." Zhang Yu felt a sharp pain coming from the back of his head, followed by a strong feeling of dizziness.

Blood dripped down his neck, and a few plum blossoms bloomed on the white tiles.

Zhang Yu suddenly turned around, only to see that Yan Guocheng had raised the solid wood chair and smashed it viciously.

"I gave you a chance!" Zhang Yu roared, raising his right palm, and an invisible ripple spread forward.

At this moment, Yan Guocheng felt that his breathing was stagnant, and an indescribable feeling of fear came over his heart. Almost subconsciously, he blocked the chair in front of him.

After a crisp sound, sawdust flew and the chair instantly shattered. The middle-aged man's slightly bloated body flew out, hit the wall behind him heavily, and then fell on the sofa.

"The child's father!" This incident happened so suddenly that Li Hui didn't react until then, screaming and throwing herself at her husband.

Zhang Yu held the back of his head with one hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Yan Muyun who was lying on the coffee table fiercely. He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't want to kill him in front of you."

Under the violent mood swings, Yan Muyun's brain regained consciousness for a short period of time. He staggered to his feet and picked up the fruit plate next to him.

The neatly arranged apples, bananas, oranges and other fruits fell on the floor, and he was holding the porcelain plate with both hands. The expression on his face was also a little distorted, and he asked: "It was Zheng Mingyu's family who harmed you. What does it have to do with my dad?" !?"

"Why is it none of your dad's business? If he had been willing to give me more time and investigate this matter a little more, maybe he could have proved my innocence!"

"This way I won't be kicked out of school, my parents won't be fired, my dad won't die, and my mom won't be paralyzed!" Zhang Yu was almost roaring.

"Fuck your gangster logic, why didn't you say that if you didn't provoke Zheng Mingyu in the first place, nothing would happen next!?" Yan Muyun threw the porcelain plate in his hand fiercely.

The porcelain plate did not hit the target, but shattered into powder halfway.

"Get away!" Zhang Yu waved his hand suddenly, invisible ripples spread, and Yan Muyun's weight of 160 kilograms was suddenly thrown away like a rag doll.

This time, his strength was obviously much lighter. Yan Muyun was only thrown two or three meters away, and finally landed just in front of Li Hui and Yan Guocheng.

Zhang Yu licked his lips, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "Not only do you not feel guilty at all, but you also find excuses to excuse him. I have really seen through you."

"Am I excusing you! Do I fuck you! You @#%..."

Anger, despair, powerlessness and other emotions were like a quagmire, and Yan Muyun, who was deeply trapped in it, was unable to control his anger and vented wildly.

Zhang Yu reached out and wiped a handful on his face, and the bright red blood immediately covered his entire pale face, making him look even more cruel and evil at this time.

"I will kill your father in front of you and your mother, and let you live with this painful memory for the rest of your life."

"Am I fucking you?!" Yan Muyun's eyes widened and he roared with the last of his strength.

Zhang Yu slowly stretched out his right hand and said in a solemn tone: "Farewell, Principal Yan."

Invisible ripples spread, and a force strong enough to tear steel began to spread in a direction.

Li Hui screamed hysterically and leaned over her husband almost subconsciously.

"No, please stay away from me!" Yan Guocheng, who had just hit the wall and was falling apart, was fully aware of the other party's terror. He pushed his wife hard, hoping to protect her from the influence of that invisible terrifying force. .

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed...

When the couple came back to their senses, they heard Zhang Yu's somewhat disbelieving questioning: "How is this possible?!"

They looked up in confusion, only to see their son half sitting on the ground, and not far in front of him, a white translucent "wall" loomed.

This is a barrier that makes it difficult to tell whether it is illusory or real. It is composed of regular hexagons the size of a palm. It glows with silvery white luster under the indoor light and is full of technology.

"You are indeed 'infected', but your fever has not gone away yet. Why can you use your abilities now?!" Zhang Yu's voice was a bit broken.

Yan Muyun didn't speak because he didn't know the answer, and because he was reaching the limit in every aspect in order to maintain his consciousness.

The dizziness and pain caused by the high fever were constantly tormenting his nerves, and his face was as red as blood.

After a brief panic, Zhang Yu had regained his composure: "It's just a superpower that just appeared. How can it be compared with the superpowers I've already used?"

This time he waved both hands at the same time, and two invisible ripples spread rapidly forward in a larger area.

The sofa was torn apart, and lint and scraps of leather were flying everywhere.

The coffee table exploded into pieces, and glass shards, porcelain shards and sawdust were sprayed into every corner of the living room.

The white porcelain floor was cracked and lifted up, revealing the gray cement underneath.

In just the blink of an eye, the entire living room was completely unrecognizable.

However, the white illusory barrier seemed not to be affected in any way. Its surface glowed with a faint silver light, and the three people behind it were unscathed.

"Call the police, call the police now." Yan Guocheng reacted and urged.

"No mobile phone." Li Hui was about to cry.

My husband's cell phone, which had been placed on the coffee table, was shattered to pieces by the shock. Her mobile phone was on the table in the restaurant, and it was obviously impossible to get it at this time.

However, at this moment, a siren sounded from far to near from the direction of the balcony.

"It's Sister Wang. It must be Sister Wang and the others who called the police!" Li Hui's tone became high-pitched.

There was quite a commotion in my house. The neighbors on the same floor must have heard something was wrong and quickly called the police.

"Damn..." Zhang Yu was a little panicked. He only gained the ability in the past few days, and he never thought about confronting the police.

At this moment, the sound of a key turning the door lock suddenly came from outside.

Yan Muyun, Yan Guocheng and Li Hui, who had already felt a little relaxed, felt their hearts suddenly pick up at this moment.

Yan Yiming came back from buying medicine.

"Xiaobao, run! Don't come in!!" Li Hui screamed almost hysterically.

But it was too late, the door had been pushed open slightly.

"Stand there and don't move. If you dare to run, I will turn you into minced meat." Zhang Yu said with a hideous smile.

"Brother..." Yan Muyun coughed violently, and the white barrier in front of him suddenly trembled and became a little more transparent.

"Come in." Zhang Yu said calmly to the person outside the door.

However, in the next second, he suddenly felt that the world in front of him was turned upside down.

Under the shocked gazes of the three people behind the silver barrier, Zhang Yu's body suddenly flew up, as if being picked up by a raised hand, and was slapped heavily on the ceiling, and then fell heavily to the floor again.

However, this was far from over. Zhang Yu seemed to have turned into a pinball, constantly "bounced" between the ceiling and the floor, causing blood to splash and bones to break.

Finally, after about forty times, Zhang Yu's "bouncing" finally stopped, and he was lying on the floor like a dead dog, completely unconscious.

The door was pushed open completely, and Yan Yiming, who was pale and without any blood on his lips, walked in. He was holding a white plastic bag in his hand, which contained several boxes of medicine.

"Yiming, when did you..." Yan Muyun didn't finish his question. He rolled his eyes and finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

And the silver-white barrier also dissipated into the air as he lost consciousness.