My hero is myself

Who would have thought that he would be sitting at home when suddenly a large truck would come out of the house and crash into him...

Even in the extraordinary world, this picture is incredible.

The big truck hit the flower bed and stopped.

Standing in the carriage was a young man who looked gentle and elegant.

His eyes were filled with blood, machine guns fired directly, and the bodyguards only held small pistols...

Immediately blood flowed into rivers.

Mike jumped out of the car and successfully broke into the mansion.

If the escape route is not considered, the destructive power displayed instantly by modern weapons far exceeds the defense power of human tissue, and the killing effect is extremely significant!

"Crazy man, how dare you?!"

A roar came from the direction of Sean's bedroom.

The spear, which shone like ice blue light, seemed to be unrestricted by the loss of control and directly crossed the distance and penetrated Mike's body armor.

Mike's whole body was blown away, which shows that the power of the immortal weapon is even greater than that of bullets.

A tall man nearly two meters tall and wearing full body armor blocked the corridor with his burly body.

"Shaun actually bribed the Asgardian Knights!"

Leo's eyes were about to burst, and the machine gun in his hand fired wildly at the strong man in armor.

"Ice glory!"

Blue light enveloped the big man, making Leo's shots ineffective.

Although this city has lost the blessing of the Ice God, the extraordinary is almost extinct.

But there are always some talented people who, even in the quagmire, can still cultivate and master extraordinary intelligence.

Previously, these extraordinary beings were all knights affiliated with the Ice God Palace.

Now the Ice God does not respond to the outside world, the Ice God Palace is gradually deserted, and the knights are gradually getting a premonition that the situation is bad.

They are just small turbulences in the afterglow of the world, and it is impossible to reach the level of rewriting the future of this city.

So there were Asgard knights who accepted some sponsorship from the outside world and provided some protection at critical moments...

"Ant, die!"

The big man fired the machine gun, walked to the truck, raised his big hand, pinched the hot barrel, and bent it.

Leo also retreated decisively at this time.

Mike, who had found a hiding position and set up his sniper rifle, also opened fire on the big man.

Unfortunately, there were no anti-equipment bullets prepared, and conventional firepower could not penetrate the Asgard Knight's fried rice body protection.

Only the extraordinary can defeat the extraordinary.

Unfortunately, Leo and Mike are neither.

But they didn't plan an escape route, thinking that they would end Deputy Speaker Sean's sinful life at all costs.

They covered each other and rushed from different directions towards the small building where Sean was hiding.

"The knowledge of an ant."

The figure of the Asgard Knight flashed slightly, and then a phantom appeared, blocking two directions at the same time.

"Do not impulse."

Mike reminded Leo that they had no way of telling whether the enemy's illusion was just a deception, or whether it was a clone skill that also had combat effectiveness.

Just as their assassination attempt was about to end in failure, the sound of an engine was heard outside.

There was a car with the license plate number 000001. It followed the gap made by the big truck and entered the manor directly.

"Ant's method."

Faulkner flicked his fingers.

Two small flames flew out, and the Asgard Knight and his illusion turned into torches.

"elder brother!"

Roland jumped out of the car and caught Leo's attention.

"Xiaolan? You're not dead. What are you doing now..."

Leo felt like he didn't have enough brain cells.

Not only did my brother survive, but he seemed to have met a transcendent person who was even more powerful than the Asgardian Knights...

"I've come to say goodbye to you."

Roland asked Faulkner for instructions.

"Go ahead, no one will bother you next time."

Faulkner bows elegantly, confident and gentlemanly, but also conceited enough.

Volume 145: First Entering Kyushu: Chapter [-] I Want You to Become the King of the Underworld

In Faulkner's view, a young man who has suffered a great change has finally found his only relative, but is about to go to the Holy Fire Academy separately. It is inevitable that he will shed some tears and say some private words that only the two brothers know.

Don't think that the little guy is embarrassed.

He calls himself an "educator", but he has seen countless real cases and is proficient in psychology.

The root cause of many tragedies is that elders do not care what younger generations think and want young people to obey their will unconditionally.

Rebellious thinking, which leads to tragedy.

In fact, the younger you are and the less you have experienced, the more you care about face.

The easier it is to look past trivial matters.

On the contrary, the old man is getting thicker and thicker, and gradually embarks on the road of relying on his old age to sell his old age...

Faulkner was an extraordinary person who had just killed a Asgardian knight.

With the speaker's assistant personally accompanying him, he did not need to introduce himself, and he naturally took over the command of the scene.

Whether it was Deputy Speaker Sean, who temporarily saved his life, or Mike, who worked hard to reduce his presence, all obeyed his orders.

A room was set aside for Roland and Leo to say goodbye.

Leo also quickly calmed down.

Growing up in a city bathed in divine grace, he understood the power of extraordinary beings.

This apostle saved his younger brother at a critical moment, just casually...

But there was no time to make him feel happy or relieved. Roland's first sentence to the point made Leo feel like he was struck by lightning.

"Brother, if nothing else happens, this should be the last time we see each other."

Roland did not hide anything and directly told Leo that he was about to leave this world.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood was still lingering on Leo's body, and he was breathing heavily.

After a night of wandering, even with Roland's intelligence support and Mike's protection, it was inevitable that he would be injured.

Movement is not affected, but fatigue and weakness are beginning to show.

At this time, a desperate mentality attacked Sean's mansion, relying on hatred and willpower to forcibly suppress those negative states.

Now that he heard the news of Roland's "farewell", he did not ask loudly. Instead, he suppressed his emotions and breathing, and tried to ask calmly:

"Is this a deal between you and that apostle?"

There is no free lunch in the world. A strong man like Faulkner who has his eyes high above his head must have something up his sleeve when his eyes fall on Roland.

He arrived in time to save himself from the Asgard Knights. It was probably Roland who gave him a benefit.

As poor people and orphans with nothing to live on, the only thing they can trade with is their own lives.

"It can't be said to be a transaction, but because of my awakened talent, the apostle gave me a chance to enter the world of extraordinary beings."

"Become a transcendent? Come on, seize this opportunity."

Leo grinned, with sincere blessing and relief in his eyes.

He knew that not all worlds were as barren as this one.

With limited contact with the outside world, he learned that the organization called the "Foreign Fire Order" controlled huge resources that even the Ice King could not imagine.

Maybe it would be a better choice if my brother could go to that world instead of staying here and being implicated by himself?

Leave this abyss before the darkness and ugliness brew up more terrible consequences.

Roland kept looking at Leo.

His calmness and sobriety were beyond his expectation.

It was as if he had emerged from his cocoon overnight and all his innocence had been transformed.

It's not that the elder brother doesn't love his younger brother, but he seriously considers his younger brother and believes that only the outside world has a future.

I would rather bear the pain of separation than hope that he will not perish in this life.

"Brother, even without me, you must live well and don't end your life casually." Roland said sincerely.

Leo waved his hand and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? Without you being such a sluggish person, I would definitely live a good life and wait for you to become a powerful person who shows off like a star..."

"You clearly think that without me, you can die with more big shots."

"I……"

Leo still wanted to argue, but Roland's eyes were too clear, so clear that he could see all the secrets.

No matter how resourceful and adaptable he is, he can't find a reason that won't be exposed under that kind of gaze.

Unknowingly, that impulsive little guy who loves to get into trouble and always complains about not having enough to eat has grown to this point...

"Brother, you are a good person. You are better for the world alive than dead."

"You don't know how many laws I broke tonight. I am a thug with bloody hands. Can I be called a good person?"

"In terms of heart, you are out for revenge; in terms of deeds, the Ice Kingdom will be better without those people. Isn't this a good person?"

"But this is an incorrect way to deal with it..."

"Brother, you have to know that dark justice is stronger than delayed justice, or justice that never comes."

Roland interrupted Leo.

Just as he expected, his cheap brother embarked on the road of revenge.

But denying himself put an end to his perseverance over the past many years, and also brought him extreme self-disgust.

In short, I don’t want to live anymore.

Any more kills will be a profit!

Leo was originally just carrying out a self-destructive revenge because he lost his last relative.

It was Roland and Mike who made his revenge more valuable.

Now that he has to leave this ruined city, Leo has also lost his last shackles.

As he judges others, he also judges himself inwardly.

"You say this because I am your brother, or do you really think this can be called justice?"

Leo no longer concealed his pain and exhaustion, leaning against the wall with an expectation he didn't understand in his eyes.

Complete the trial without due process with bloody killings.

Can such behavior really have anything to do with justice?

He is like an athlete who takes doping and wins the championship.

Do your best to create history.

But something he cared about most was still missing. He didn't know whether such a victory was meaningful.

So he needs the approval of the outside world.