The head seemed to be about to crack, and the whole brain seemed to be burning on the flames. Not long after Tony cut off the black man's head, the whole person seemed to be about to burn. Of course, if Tony could calm down, these feelings would not exist. He might only feel a little pain in his head, and then he would be confused and inexplicably selling a lot of cuteness.

But Tony's eyes were now stained with hatred. He trembled and threw down the scissors in his hand. Then he seemed to have no idea what to remember, picked up two guns on the ground. He put away the pistol. Tony did not look at the dead-headed corpse on the ground anymore, and put his jacket on his back, lowered his head, and hurriedly left the scene.

"I am also a superpower! It must be! The flame that suddenly exploded must be my superpower! Although I don't know how to use it, this superpower did save my life!" Tony seemed to have thought wrongly, but he didn't fall far away. The flame that suddenly exploded was actually the little pig mine that Li Minghui lost to the insurance. However, Tony's superpower was indeed related to the direction of the flame.

"Haha, I'm actually a superpower! This is better. I will find these drug dealers one by one and burn them all to ashes!" Tony's eyes flashed with red light, and his white face was stained with blood. Touching the pistol in his arms, Tony found a hidden place and took out the pistol that could not be shot.

"I don't know why, this pistol always gives me a special feeling. Could it be because of the awakening of superpowers? What's the special thing about this pistol?" After repeated trial and error, the pistol still couldn't be designed. Tony thought about it and put away the pistol. Recalling the performance of the superpower Johnny in the video, Tony calmed down and frowned and pondered his superpowers. "Explosion? It should be, that inexplicable explosion saved my life. It should be an explosion!"

After concentrating on his work, Tony could do nothing except ignite a little weak flame on his fingertips. Tony, who was anxious, tried it many times, but he did not use the effect of an explosion. Finally, a small flame was beating in his palm, and he slapped at the wall hatefully.

The wall was still the same. Tony shook his head helplessly, took out his cell phone and looked at the time. Tony looked for a motel and moved in.

Tony had nightmares all night long, but he couldn't wake up from his dream. After sweating all over his body, Tony finally woke up exhausted. Recalling all the things in the dream, Tony slapped himself twice and walked into the bathroom with his steps floating.

Looking at the blood-filled eyes in the mirror, Tony blinked his eyes hard. For some reason, a very old movie "Ghost Rider" suddenly popped up in Tony's mind. Nicholas Cage's eyes burning with hellfire flashed in his mind, and Tony's eyes suddenly thrust like a substance.

"Is this my superpower? But what about the dark space? No, isn't emotions enough? Hate, hatred, sinful soul. Do I need these things?" Tony seemed to find some feeling, but he didn't know if his feeling was right. He blinked his eyes, and Tony dissipated the flames in his eyes, frowned and washed his face.

"Try it out to see if I can really burn their souls. Ghost Rider? Humph, I am the Avenger, the hunter, and I will burn your souls to death."

I have to admire Tony's awareness. A half-baked superpower set himself in the ranks of superheroes. I encouraged myself, and Tony forced himself to get out of the room. But.

"It's so damn! I should have killed that Asian man together! It's so damn!! It's so similar!" Tony didn't know where he held a baseball cap and looked down at the reaction of passers-by. Fortunately, Tony would usually have some American dream of being a lone hero, and there are still some counter-tracking methods.

After staggering until dark, Tony frowned and tried hard to find drug dealers in the corners. But the drug dealers seemed to have disappeared. Tony searched for a long time and found a pair of gay blacks in a small corner. Finally, he gritted his teeth, Tony took out his pistol and went up.

After about a few minutes, Tony forced himself to vomit and stumbled. Two strong black men behind him who seemed to be small, were trembling and stroking each other~~

"What a damn! Where have the drug dealers gone? Are I going to Mexico? Are I going to South America?" Tony's voice was still very uncomfortable. Although he was now blinded by hatred, he still had a basic judgment. The two black men just now began to be shameless under his gun~~. When he thought about it, Tony retching a few more times, finally shook his head, his eyes twitched, and stared at a big man who was carrying out a robbery not far away.

Maybe Tony's appearance was not scary enough, or maybe the big man was not afraid of the gun in Tony's hand. After being attracted by Tony's attention, the robber let go of the little beauty who was paying for it, tilted her mouth, and the butterfly knife in her hand began to spin. She looked at the gun in Tony's hand with disdain and raised her chin provocatively.

Tony's hands were indeed trembling, but after experiencing the murder, he seemed to have changed a lot. Looking at the provocative black man in front of him, Tony suddenly pulled the trigger.

The black man was startled by Tony. The butterfly knife in his hand fell to the ground and squatted down with his head in his arms. But he waited for a long time but did not notice the bullet coming. He broke out in a cold sweat. The black man picked up the butterfly knife in anger and rushed towards Tony.

Tony seemed to be in a very strange state this time. He clearly felt that the revolver in his hand had sucked something from his body, but the bullet could not be fired. He was stunned. Tony saw the big black man pounced on him in a panic, and took out another huge revolver and pulled the trigger.

With a loud bang, the black man's entire head was knocked away half. His brain splashed on Tony's face. Tony took a few steps back with a pale face, and then sat down on the ground. "Burn him to death! He is not dead yet! Burn him to death!" Tony seemed to be possessed by the devil. He didn't know why he had such a strange idea. He just followed his instinct and thrust the flames on his hands and pressed the black man's body.

The flame seemed to have penetrated into the black man's corpse, but it did not burn as Tony thought. However, Tony seemed to feel something crawling into his head, and his brain seemed to be much clearer. Tony's eyes began to thrive in flames like substance.

About two minutes later, Tony heard a scream. He suddenly returned to the country god. Tony retreated from that strange state, looked up at the surroundings, pressed the brim of the hat, Tony pointed a gun at the screaming woman, and stood up calmly. The woman closed her mouth by Tony's reaction, and took out her wallet tremblingly. Tony smiled, walked to the woman, looked at the woman's eyes, and said softly: "Look at my eyes!"

But Tony was still wrong. The woman looked at the spark in Tony's eyes in fear, and her eyes fainted. Tony did not find any feeling of burning souls. Looking back at the two gay black men who were opening their heads not far away, Tony shook his head, picked up the woman's wallet, turned around and left.

I don’t know where I went through two sets of clothes. Tony changed into a shirt and still put the cap on his head. Touching the revolver in his arms that could not be shot, Tony always felt that his superpowers should be related to the gun. To be precise, it was related to the inexplicable revolver in his hand.

Recalling the feeling of burning the corpse just now, although the corpse was not ignited by Tony, Tony obviously felt something he had obtained from the corpse. He walked in the shadow of the street with his head down. Tony thought for a long time and decided to find another experimenter to try his superpowers.

"My deed must be killed? Well, burn your soul? Is it necessary to strengthen my hellfire through the soul of the dead?" Tony looked at the flames that had grown into a circle of fingertips, frowned and pondered for a long time. After gritting his teeth, Tony made up his mind, touched the huge revolver, and walked towards a fishing net girl who was soliciting customers.

All night, Tony seemed to be possessed by the devil. He killed four people, a tall black robber, a street girl who was standing by the street who was attracting customers on the street, a drug addict who came out to buy drugs, and a young man who was drawing on the wall. It seemed that he understood something, Tony compared the differences between the four people and finally came to a conclusion. His hellfire can indeed purify the soul of the criminal. The street girl and the young man did not provide him with any nutrients.

"It's true that my superpowers awaken to attack drug dealers. In other words, I can only strengthen my flame from their bodies after killing the criminals. So, what about this gun? Is it really broken?" Tony moved into a motel, bit a burger, recalling his gains, and finally took out the strange pistol and frowned.

After thinking for a long time, Tony shook his head, closed his eyes and prepared to go to bed. At night, he was going to harvest some criminals' lives. As for whether he had violated federal laws, Tony didn't think much about it. Which heroes with superpowers have followed federal laws?

It was another nightmare, Tony woke up like a exhausted body. He frowned and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Tony was surprised to find that he could no longer remember what he had dreamed of just now. He could only be sure that it was a very bad dream. After scraping his stomach for a long time, Tony walked into the bathroom a little weakly, washed his face, and then looked into the mirror.

"Huh? What is this?" Tony was surprised to find that there seemed to be a small pattern on his collarbone. He widened his eyes and looked carefully. Tony suddenly found that the pattern the size of a fingernail was the face of the black man he killed yesterday. He searched carefully with his shirtlessness, and Tony found that the face of the drug addict also appeared on his armpits, which was also a fingernail-sized pattern. The street girl and the young man did not appear on Tony's skin.

Staring at the black man's face quietly, Tony seemed to feel the black man roaring something. He sneered, Tony closed his eyes, "Curse? Humph! Is the effect of the curse a nightmare? Humph! Is this the curse that brings you nightmare!!"

In a trance, Tony seemed to have come to that dark space, watching a strange red symbol floating in the dark space, and then the symbol disappeared. A red bead appeared again. Three strange symbols were carved on the bead. Tony just remembered the symbol and then exited the dark space.

………

The silver nebula in Li Minghui's spiritual space is still the same. There is no change in the slightest because of receiving the new mutated rune. A red first-level mutated fire rune slowly formed outside the nebula, and then the fire rune seemed to be shattered into particles and merged into the silver nebula.

Li Minghui withdrew from the mental space, touched his head, and carefully recalled the first-level mutant fire rune. "It should be the South China Sea Crocodile God, right? Well, let me see what the effect is. Nightmare? Ignite the nightmare to absorb the nightmare? So powerful? This! Genius! Can you still strengthen your mental power by absorbing the nightmare? This seems to be the only one, right? No, no, that 'glory poison' seems to absorb the glory. It is just to strengthen your body. Well, this South China Sea Crocodile God is very powerful!"

………

Back in the room, Tony picked up the revolver that could not be shot, thought for a while, and pulled out all six bullets. Holding the handle of the gun tightly, Tony focused. The pistol seemed to have indeed sucked something away from Tony's body. Tony felt dizzy in his brain, and then pulled the trigger.

"Haha, is it a nightmare? Haha! Nightmare! You! You can't escape!!!"
Chapter completed!