I write obituaries for the gods.

Chapter 14 Out of Control

"Bang!"

Li Zhanyi opened his eyes when the gunshots rang out in the square.

The jumbled lines before her eyes converged in an instant, and she saw the entity that had interfered with her "prophecy"—

It was a boy wearing a raincoat and holding a shotgun.

The girl stared blankly as "Optimus Prime's" body began to swell: According to the investigation by the First Division, after losing its suppressive armor, Optimus Prime would expand its high-density muscles and completely lose its sanity.

Who was the person who fired the shot?

How could he know Qingtian's weakness?

"Unpredictable factors..."

Li Zhanyi muttered to himself, then suddenly stood up and rushed toward the sofa in the corner of the room.

"Get your clothes wet? What are you going to do?" Louis asked.

"Switch to Plan B and provide on-site support."

"I'll go with you, anyway, things are already... oh no..."

Louis clutched his stomach, his face pale.

"I have diarrhea again, damn it, could the Foundation have poisoned me...?"

Li Zhanyi didn't have time to deal with him anymore. She ran to the sofa and lifted the long trunk that was placed on it:

A QBU-202 sniper rifle is embedded in the foam.

......

"Roar!!"

The moment Qingtian completely lost control, Lin Chen lowered the muzzle of his gun and began to retreat step by step.

He was breathing softly, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, as if it were about to break free of the restraints of his ribs.

He succeeded...

With this shot, Qingtian will be completely transformed into a crazed beast.

Everyone will witness this scene: a so-called "god" completely transformed into a beast.

But Lin Chen knew that wasn't enough.

He recalled the landlord couple's screams, and hatred and anger surged in his chest like poison.

He must die.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The towering figure slammed into the ground, tearing cracks into the plaza's paving stones.

Seeing this, Lin Chen turned and ran, rushing towards the electric vehicles parked outside the square.

Optimus Prime has lost control; as long as the intelligence is correct, he will instinctively chase after the heat source.

The beach decorations are about to come in handy.

"..."

Lin Chen got on the electric scooter, inserted the key, and before he could even start the engine, he heard a loud bang.

He looked up and saw Qingtian sweep across the field like a whirlwind, rushing towards the main stage—

"boom!"

The host and the honor guard on stage had long since disappeared, which was fortunate, because the entire stage exploded the moment it crashed into the sky, collapsing into ruins amidst the smoke and dust.

The large screen displaying the humiliating scenes of Qingtian collapsed amidst a roar, the last scene still showing Qingtian passively surrounded by burly men.

"Buzz—"

A convoy of small cars stopped at the edge of the square. Ms. J hurriedly got out of her car and looked at the frenzied beast in the distance.

"Baby!" she cried, "Mommy's here!"

"Ms. J!"

The accompanying security team got out of the car, and a man who looked like the captain stopped Ms. J.

"You must leave here!"

"That's my son!" Ms. J shouted. "I can't..."

The next second, a flagpole came flying like a spear, pinning the captain next to Ms. J to the ground.

Bright red blood splattered all over Ms. J's face like paint. She turned her head and saw that Qingtian was staring at her.

As the helmet burst open, that ugly face became grotesque, with protruding bone spurs piercing Qingtian's skin, and bright red eyes through two narrow slits greedily staring at his mother.

"Mother..."

The sky-piercing roared.

"Eat it..."

"ah!!!"

Ms. J screamed, scrambled onto the G-Wagon, and frantically pounded on the driver's seat:

"Hurry! Hurry!"

"Protect Ms. J! Subdue him! Call for backup!"

Bodyguards from the media enforcement unit lined up and stepped forward, raising their stun guns.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Lightning rods pierced the rain curtain, precisely embedding themselves in the towering, swollen body, and immediately began releasing high-voltage electricity—

"Sizzle!"

Qingtian convulsed violently a few times, then let out a roar.

At this moment, Lin Chen had already ridden his electric bike to the main road outside the square. Hearing the roar, he turned around and saw Qingtian's body turn into a blur—

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

He flashed several times in quick succession at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect, and the scattered bodyguards turned into blood mist one after another, like dozens of roses blooming simultaneously in the rain.

The behemoth abruptly shook off its crimson coat, and the next second, an RPG blast slammed into its head—

"Drink it!!!"

Flames climbed up Qingtian's body, and he lay on the ground, writhing wildly.

"So good! So good! So good!"

Hearing Qingtian's exhilarating roar that echoed through the rain, Lin Chen's lips twitched slightly.

Is he instinctively chasing heat sources because they make him feel good?

Did you make him feel good with the burning sensation?

"Boom boom boom!"

With several more explosions, the remaining bodyguards were all blasted into pieces by Qingtian.

These scenes were almost entirely broadcast live by drones in the air.

"Oh my god...is that monster really our hero, Optimus Prime? Family, look! He's killed someone again!"

"OMG... Could what's playing on the screen be real?"

"Rainy City Express brings you live coverage. It is reported that during the medal-awarding ceremony at 3:30 PM today, the Skybreaker went out of control due to shooting by a mysterious gunman, resulting in dozens of casualties..."

"..."

Listening to the live stream from his headphones, Lin Chen looked away and drove towards the shallows.

He was going there to wait for Qingtian and settle things with him.

"..."

"Roar!"

After crushing the last bodyguard on the scene, the beast raised its head and roared madly.

His vision was completely gray, except for the heat source, which was marked.

His gaze shifted to the beach: there was a bright source of heat there.

"I want it to be fun! I want it to be fun!"

Qingtian's muscles swelled wildly. Now, his arms were longer than his entire body and thicker than his thighs, making him look like a strong gibbon.

The giant beast slammed its hands onto the ground and then soared into the air—

"boom!"

He had just taken off when a bullet struck his arm—

"Bang!"

"Roar!!"

The sky-piercing arm broke off, and the swollen, deformed limbs crashed to the ground, while his body spun and continued flying into the distance.

At the edge of the square, Jiang Zhengge lowered the muzzle of his revolver shotgun, frowned, and watched Qingtian fly into the distance.

"Did someone set up a heat source decoy in advance?"

He flung aside the cylinder of his RBAI-1045 revolver shotgun, glanced at the four remaining dragon breath rounds, and reached inside his black trench coat to press the walkie-talkie:

"Louis, retrieve the surveillance footage and track down Optimus Prime's whereabouts. At the same time, have the backup team bring a car to pick me up immediately."

"receive."

Jiang Zhengge turned his head and looked at the mess in the square: the bodyguards of those Ms. J were basically all gone.

He looked up at the live-streaming drone above the square.

Jiang Zhengge was on his way when the mysterious gunman shot Qingtian.

An unobservable factor... completely outside the Foundation and the Bureau of Investigation's plans... appeared at a crucial moment... destroying Optimus Prime's suppressor with high-level firepower... even pre-positioning heat decoys...

This level of information is extremely rare, even in Yudu.

Are they mercenaries hired by "United Concrete"? High-ranking executioners from "Black Web"? Or did "Secret Party" send someone...?

The sound of brakes came from behind. Jiang Zhengge turned his head and saw a black Porsche driving through the rain. A staff member opened the car door.

"Section Chief Jiang! I've brought your car!"

Jiang Zhengge nodded, got into the driver's seat, and waved to the clerk:

"Go and get the Second Division to open a case right now, and transfer people over."

After saying that, he closed the car door and drove off in the direction of Qingtian Flying.

The rain was getting heavier, and Jiang Zhengge's brows furrowed more and more.

This feeling of things getting out of control...

He disliked it very much.

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