Chapter 59 You Have to Clean Up Your Own Mess

Beyond the fear of death?

Lu Mingfei gave up the idea of ​​interrogation.

This is not what Ultraman is good at.

Then we can solve it all at once.

He pulled out the tiny crystals from the simple magazine, solidified them into the shape of darts and threw them at the sniper position a little further away. Lu Mingfei pinched the remaining crystal fragments and drew a bright arc in front of him.

"I wonder if Leo and I will be captured and taken to the Kingdom of Light as guests if we use this trick together in the future."

Looking at the arc in front of him that gave him a sense of déjà vu, Lu Mingfei joked in his heart, stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

Lightning raged and fire rose from the void.

A moment.

Light cuts through darkness.

The pain that was beyond the perception of the senses was fleeting, and at this moment all the hybrids opened their eyes wide, staring blankly at the increasingly blurry scenery in front of them.

The terrifying shadows cast by people of various shapes and sizes under the street lights were frozen at this moment, revealing every inch of their hideousness.

Lu Mingfei collected the scattered Philosopher's Stones, and the bright red sand flowed into the metal box inside his jacket.

He closed the box, and with a ding sound, the shadow began to disintegrate, spraying blood mist.

A bit of moonlight projected from the dark sky, and the darkness screamed and retreated, giving him the place to bathe in the light, forming a faint halo.

Powerful and mysterious.

The girls stared at the scene blankly, unable to move for a long time.
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"What are you doing standing still?"

After straightening his wrinkled collar, Lu Mingfei put on his sunglasses again and greeted the two ladies.

"It's time to clean up the scene."

"Oh, oh oh!"

Just like a poor student who was called by the teacher to stand at attention, Zhou Tian quickly opened his domain to repair the damaged fences and scratched metal areas on the road.

Although she really wanted to say that she could contact someone to finish the work, but when she thought about her embarrassing situation where she was almost killed and still needed help, she thought she should not say it.

It would be even more embarrassing if you tell others about it and then need help from others.

Lu Mingfei leveled the ground again, scraped off the blood with the water-based spirit, and then lit a fire and burned it to ashes.

The water-attributed words can condense water molecules in the air, and the effect seems to be almost the same as creating water out of thin air, making it very convenient to remove blood stains.

Chen Motong had no power of words, so he could only watch the two people busying themselves, feeling at a loss as to what to do. He squatted in the car silently, waiting for the future's judgment on him.

It was not until she was in a daze that she accidentally saw Lu Mingfei, who had taken out a spray can from somewhere and was repainting the newly leveled road surface.

The posture is standard and the efficiency is extremely high, and you don’t even need a ruler.

This level is higher than that of the craftsmen who decorate those luxury houses at home.

The king who was killing everyone just a moment ago has now become a qualified road worker, working diligently to maintain the roads.

"Why are you so skilled?"

His pupils trembled as he looked at this somewhat abstract scene, and Chen Motong couldn't help but ask.

The contrast is already full.

“Isn’t this as it should be?”

Lu Mingfei took it for granted and sprayed the paint attentively without even raising his head.

"It's impossible that the road administration will wake up and find that they have an extra job out of thin air, right?"

You have to clean up the mess you made yourself. You can't damage the road and then ask others to repair it.

With such a convenient Word Spirit on hand, and an Ultra Capsule for storing items that contained a little bit of everything, Lu Mingfei thought it would be best to handle it himself if he could.

When he accompanied Leo to fight monsters in the past, if the monsters affected the town, Lu Mingfei would use his spiritual power to help repair the houses.

Many of the Word Spirits of the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountains were created simply for the purpose of beating ashes.

With the sword in hand, the heaven and earth were the furnace, and with the dust-free land to isolate the dust, a building would rise from the ground in a few minutes.

The voices in the newspapers that Ultraman's battles would cause more damage to public resources have disappeared, and Leo's popularity among the people has greatly increased.

"what?"

Chen Motong didn't know how to respond for a moment. He felt that this reason was very reasonable.

There is nothing wrong with it.

"Why, you look down on the working people?"

Lu Mingfei didn't think there was anything shameful about what he did.

"No, no."

Chen Motong waved his hands repeatedly to deny it.

Just watching Lu Mingfei working as a painter, he is completely different from his previous cool and arrogant appearance.

When Zhou Tian came back after repairing the fence, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes when he looked at the brand new road.

"Was that all an illusion?"

"No."

Lu Mingfei, who was just in deep thought, pointed at the bodies that were packed in black waterproof bags and piled up in an open space outside the road.

"I'm wondering how to handle this. Do you need to verify your identity?"

After all, there are thirteen people. Even if they are chopped into pieces, they can't be stuffed into a commercial vehicle.

"Thirteen people died at once. This needs to be reported anyway."

Zhou Tian sighed in distress. He didn't mean to blame Lu Mingfei. He was just worried about the troubles in the future.

After all, my life was saved by others. It is really shameless to blame others now.

“Here are their IDs.”

Lu Mingfei pointed to a bag on the front seat of the car.

"Except the one I cast into the road, the others are all there."

The guy was completely burned clean and became part of the asphalt.

He was really angry just now and turned up the power a bit.

"I'll go find the head again."

Zhou Tian nodded, borrowed an extra-large plastic bag from Lu Mingfei, and began to search through the pile of body parts.

They looked like mercenaries who were eager to take heads back in exchange for wages.

Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze.

"Chen Motong."

"Hey?"

As if frightened by Lu Mingfei's sudden voice, Chen Motong shuddered suddenly. When he came to his senses, he looked at Lu Mingfei who was sitting in the driver's seat with some embarrassment.

It looked like a frightened hamster that then realized that there was a cage between it and the cat.

"Tell me about the Chen family's problems in detail."

Lu Mingfei asked seriously.

Although he noticed that the girl was in a bad mood, Lu Mingfei did not intend to give her any time to calm down.

It has now been confirmed that the Chen family is involved in experiments with hybrids, and the girl in front of him can be considered a core member of the Chen family. The Chen family's problems must be dealt with quickly.

At the very least, we must destroy the experimental sites, rescue the victims, and then eliminate the culprits who caused all these man-made disasters.

As for the so-called exposure problem, the nanny group can only bear the consequences. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t matter if it is exposed to the secret party.

After wandering around in this world for almost a year, Lu Mingfei had such a clear and immediate goal for the first time.

Everything must give way to punishing evil. Subsequent troubles will be faced later. If we hesitate and fear this and that now, we will end up accomplishing nothing, and more people will suffer.

I don't believe that this world can really allow the Chen family, which has committed crimes against humanity, to exist. The secret party really has the nerve to look at these exposed materials and remain indifferent.

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly.

In this respect, he is the opposite of Seven.

If possible, he would rather be the one who makes the move.

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