No matter how frustrated Saul was, after the massacre, Hou Zi entered the so-called sage mode with no distractions.
Through careful analysis, he summed up and discovered the empirical law of gaining strength after killing people.
"The more people who kill evil deeds, the more power you can get, and the more powerful you kill, the more power you can get. As long as I always uphold justice and eliminate harm for the people, there will always be people who realize their ideals day."
After bloodbathing a municipal government and harvesting hundreds of lives, his original injuries have been completely healed, and he has formally owned his own life field, getting rid of the embarrassment of being instantly killed by a range-type ability user.
Coupled with the high-frequency knife, its own combat power is already comparable to that of agile high-level ability users.
During the time when he was not blinded by the desire to kill, he was sober and began to plan his future route.
"Now that such a big case has been made, I have completely broken my face with them. Even if I escape from the country, they will never let me go. It is better to stay in Huaguo and carry out my justice to the end. For a moment, I will do my best to use the knife in my hand to get rid of the injustice in my heart!"
"Based on my current situation, there is no need to eat; with a speed comparable to that of a high-speed rail, I basically don't need to use transportation; with a strong physical fitness, I won't have any problems sleeping in the wilderness."
"When there is no need to punish evil, I can completely pretend to be a homeless person, or hide in a certain mountain bump. It is not easy to track me down."
"This high-frequency knife is almost like a broken bamboo pole when it is not in use. It seems that these dead spies have already expected this. If it is made like a dragon knife, it will be troublesome to disguise."
After defining himself as a righteous martyr, Hou Zi began to wander and flee, and he also continued to implement his so-called righteous path.
"Su Ya, female, 32 years old, Chinese nationality, divorced, has a son, and her son is now living with his grandparents in the state of Arizona, the United States. This trip is likely to protect a few people to return to China, and the residence details Address..." According to the detailed information provided by the intelligence agency, Bai Mo quickly found out the whereabouts of the last required coffin owner.
"It's a bit troublesome. I actually went to the United States."
Because of the rising racist sentiment in the United States, states have rejected and expelled non-whites, and Huaguo's local intelligence network has also suffered a devastating blow.
"The people in the intelligence department are also in a hurry to evacuate. Others couldn't help in the past. It's more convenient for me to go there alone."
"Chen Xi, prepare for me, I'm going to Arizona, USA."
"Um."
After more than half a year of running-in, Chen Xi is completely familiar with the character of this boss. He never explains the reason for giving an order, and he doesn't need his subordinates to give opinions. He only needs to do according to his requirements. In fact, he is an extremely egotistical boss people.
"He is going to the United States to find this woman?" Bai Mo's request, together with the information he had inquired through the intelligence agency, was quickly conveyed to the ears of several leaders through the intelligence team dedicated to him, "No matter what his reason is, let He pays attention to safety, the United States is in a mess now, arrange a special plane for him."
"It would be great if the guys in the research institute were as worry-free as he is. They never do things behind the scenes and spend all day researching. Huaguo's research has not been good for a long time. It's just that there are too few people like him, and they are everywhere. Powerful technocrats."
"He alone has already produced a quarter of the research results of the entire research institute, and he is indeed an unworldly talent."
"In the future, there is no need to notify us of such small things."
"Yes chief."
Although anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is the independent army supported by Hua Guo, after all, the two countries are not yet in an official state of war, and civilian flights can still travel, but the number of people has been greatly reduced due to xenophobic riots, let alone those representing the Hua Guo government_ special plane.
After the leader spoke, everything was naturally completed at the fastest speed. Just two days later, he habitually carried a large box of white ink and boarded the special plane specially prepared for him.
It was the first time that the passengers on the special plane saw a bodyguard and a leader boarding the plane without any entourage.
But they have been responsible for receiving senior officials for a long time, and they have already had excellent service quality, and not asking why is one of the important rules.
"You don't need to prepare anything for me." Bai Mo said directly to the service personnel present as soon as he got on the plane.
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"Yes."
Putting the box aside, he leaned on the seat, his shoulder-length hair casually resting on the back of the chair, and quietly closed his eyes.
Twelve hours later, Bai Mo appeared in Moore City, Arizona with a suitcase alone.
Arizona is a state that has never been invaded by the Independent Army. Unlike the southeastern states, which have been ravaged by war, although both sides have refrained from using weapons of mass destruction, but like fighting between capable users, all kinds of The bombing of artillery and bombs still inevitably caused a lot of damage.
The buildings here are still basically intact, except for the racial exclusion graffiti that can be seen everywhere, and sporadic gunshots, there is not much change from before the war.
"Second class people get out of this country!"
"Yellow skin, black skin, brown skin, you are inferior to green skin, Waaaaaaaah!"
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The streets and alleys are full of venting graffiti slogans, telling the madness of the creators. Bai Mo even saw a few people who had just smoked marijuana, picked up spray paint, and staggered to spray on a wall.
But all of this has nothing to do with him, as long as his target is not dead. Bai Mo took out the online map and followed the location provided in the information.
The more he walked towards his destination, the more chaos he found. The young rioters who were doing nothing seemed to be running towards the same place, some with gasoline bottles and some with guns.
Along the way, Bai Mo did not hide his psychic energy fluctuations at all, and the tyrannical aura was almost substantive, oppressing all the ordinary people nearby, making it difficult for them to even breathe.
Although the other party was obviously an oriental face, most of the thugs chose to avoid it, only a small number of guys who were not afraid of death or did not believe in evil, and guys with heavy guns dared to shoot at him.
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
"Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!" A few big white men with "... GREATAGAIN" tattoos on both arms roared and pulled the trigger in their hands.
"When people are in a crazy group, their IQ tends to drop." The whizzing bullets were forcibly reversed by the wall of thoughts surrounding Bai Mo, and returned to their launchers.
"My..." Before the words of God could be said, the people with the guns had already been beaten into a hornet's nest by the bullets they fired.
If anyone noticed the guns held on their corpses, they would find such a thing-the barrel of each gun was shot into an inverted bullet, completely destroying the structure of the gun body.