I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 196 Little Tyrannosaurus

The heart of the storm suddenly came to his throat.

She was told what was on her mind.

She and Mallory strike a deal.

The storm let Mallory go, and then randomly found a woman about the size and age of Mallory nearby, and brutally killed her.

Then deliberately destroy the face of the deceased, and finally bring it to the Tower of Seven for a mission.

Storm knew that it would not be so easy to pass the test of the motherland, so he made some preparations.

But now that Azu had said what was on her mind, she was still very nervous.

It's just that on the surface, she can't see anything.

After a while.

Storm spread his hands and said, "If you don't believe me, you can do a DNA test."

"Or, you can just kill me right here."

"is it?"

Azu smiled, then his eyes lit up, slightly adjusted the solar radiation equivalent, and shot two fiery golden rays towards the storm.

The 'heat ray' fell on the chest of the storm, and the woman screamed immediately.

As a superhuman, her physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Even far more than some superhumans.

In the original play, the storm has endured the "cyclops" of the people of the motherland.

But now, Azu's 'Heat Ray' doesn't know how many blocks away from the original owner's 'Cyclops'.

Even if you don't use your full strength, it's not 'Cyclops' who can touch porcelain.

The storm screamed within a second, the skin on her chest was quickly carbonized, and the scorching light had already entered her body, continuously heading towards her heart.

In a few moments, her delicate heart will be under the attack of 'heat rays'.

No matter how powerful she is, once her heart is destroyed, she will die.

For an instant.

Storm knew that he had only two choices.

One is to revolt violently to see if they can escape from the hands of the motherland.

The second is to take a gamble, betting that the people of the motherland are just testing themselves.

She decided to take a gamble.

Because she was not sure of escaping from the hands of the motherland.

When the 'heat ray' had approached the heart of the storm, the two fiery beams finally disappeared.

Storm couldn't hold on any longer, his whole body went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

She was panting violently, and felt that her whole body was soaked inside and out.

Azu looked at her with a smile and said, "I just wanted to check your physical strength, you won't blame me, will you?"

I want to kill you, you bitch!

I'm going to tear you to pieces and cut off your head and feed it to the dogs!
Stormy waves surged in the storm's heart, but when he raised his head, his smile was bright and moving.

"How come, no, of course I don't blame you."

Azu laughed, stretched out his hand to pull the storm up, pointed at her and said, "I believe in you."

"There's no need for DNA testing or anything."

"You did a great job."

"Go and rest, take a bath and relax."

Storm nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving?"

"Take this thing, too."

Azu pointed to the trolley case thrown in the command hall.

After the storm left, Azu smiled.

Speak in a voice you can only hear.

"What did Mallory trade to keep her life?"

"It should be some kind of intelligence."

"What information are Liberal Women interested in?"

"Could it be, soldier boy?"

"The biological father of the original owner?"

"It's quite possible that Mallory probably told her that the soldier boy has the ability to kill me."

"Storm is not like the kind of woman who trusts others easily."

"The reason why I believed Mallory is that the old woman must have told her the identity of the soldier boy."

"Alright."

"Go."

"Go and bring all the mice in the gutter to me, so I won't have to look for them one by one."

"That would be too much trouble."

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In a secret base.

Minister Wilson looked down at the little boy in the training room.

Ryan!

At this moment, in front of Ryan, there are targets for marksmanship practice.

A teacher said beside him.

"Come on, Ryan."

"Show me your strength."

"Destroy all these targets!"

Ryan clenched his fists and stared at the targets.

Just stood there for 5 minutes, but nothing happened.

The instructor intends to provoke the boy.

"What's the matter, can't you do it?"

"You don't want to cry, do you, little princess?"

"Lane, are you still a man?"

"If you're a man, show me how powerful you are."

Dr. Wagbaum stood beside the minister, shaking his head and said: "Lian is different from the people of the motherland. He has been with Becca since he was a child."

"Becca raised him to be a docile child."

"A sheep."

"Not the wolf or the lion you want."

Minister Wilson smiled and said: "I don't think so, I have full confidence in Ryan."

The minister picked up the microphone and said, "Ryan, don't be nervous."

"nothing."

"You have to believe that you have that power."

"You are the son of that man, and what he can do, you can do too."

"If you don't mind, I want to stimulate you."

"I believe that you will soon be able to channel out the power that belongs to you."

After speaking, Wilson pressed the next remote control without consulting Ryan.

A screen lights up in the training room.

On the screen is a peaceful house, bathed in the bright afternoon sun.

Every detail of that house, including its lawn, its plants and trees.

Lane is all too familiar.

Because this is his home, there are memories of his entire childhood here.

Just then, a person appeared on the screen.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, with a cold expression.

Wearing an azure battle suit, the star-spangled cloak flutters behind him.

The man's eyes lit up, and then shot out golden flames.

The flame blasted into the house, and with a bang, the house exploded.

Flames rushed out of the house, sparks flew, and smoke billowed.

After the explosion stopped, the camera moved forward, and in the ruins of the house, a charred corpse appeared on the screen.

"mom!"

Ryan clenched his small fist and screamed angrily.

His eyes lit up instantly.

Then it shot out two crimson rays, which easily sliced ​​through a human-shaped target.

But Ryan's anger couldn't be vented yet. He yelled and moved the light constantly, cutting a humanoid target in half.

"enough."

"Stop now."

"I tell you to stop, you little bastard!" The instructor's voice sounded.

This harsh, harsh voice.

Jean Lane is very biological.

The little boy yelled and turned his head away.

Two crimson rays of light swept out a light trail across the instructor's body.

The instructor froze for a moment, followed by his hand and his chest.

Misaligned left and right, quickly slid down, turning into fragments on the ground.

Only then did Ryan stop. The eight-year-old boy had never seen such a bloody and tragic scene.

I was so scared that I sat down on the ground.

Seeing what happened in the training room, Wilson's face became serious.

Dr. Wagbaum whispered: "Congratulations, you have released a small tyrannosaur."

(End of this chapter)