I control the world with magic

Zhao Chaoyao took a deep breath, and a trace of palpitation flashed in his eyes, as if he recalled some bad scenes.

"The head was blown up by a blunt object, and there were multiple fractures all over the body. During the time they disappeared, Yang Dongqing happened to be away from home. Judging from the traces at the scene, it can be basically determined that it was Yang Dongqing who did it, but..."

"But what?" Su Mu's mouth curled up a little, as if he had found some interesting prey.

"I don't understand the professional terms of forensic identification. Anyway, they died in a very strange way, as if they were hit to death by some kind of blunt steel weapon, but there are fist marks left on their bones. Chief, could it be that Yang Dongqing beat them to death with iron gloves?"

Hearing this, Su Mu smiled silently, and the brown glasses seemed unable to block the dim light in his eyes: "Finally... I finally found it!"

Zhao Chaoyao's face changed: "You mean, this Yang Dongqing is the legendary extraordinary person? But I sent someone to check his life, he is just a poor student, an orphan, and... and..."

At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, his expression was a little panic, and he didn't dare to look at Su Mu, because he suddenly found that what he described was very similar to the chief.

The chief is also an orphan, a poor student, and an extraordinary person, so why can't Yang Dongqing be one?

Wait... Could it be! ?

Zhao Chaoyao seemed to have discovered some blind spots. It turned out that the condition for becoming a superhuman was...

Su Mu ignored his panic, but turned around and picked up the crystal wine bottle on the table beside him. The red wine swayed with the shaking of the bottle.

Ding!

The collision between the bottle mouth and the goblet was crisp and pleasant, and the mellow red wine flowed into the cup.

Su Mu picked up the wine glass and took a sip. A slight blush appeared on his pale face, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was savoring it.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and frowned slightly, "It's as unpalatable as ever."

He couldn't get used to the taste of red wine. Compared with red wine, he still preferred the crispness of beer and the mellowness of white wine. But unfortunately, with his current physical condition, he could only drink red wine to numb his nerves and relieve headaches with the help of alcohol.

"Go on." He shook the red wine glass.

Zhao Chaoyao quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Chief, do we still need to send people to continue to monitor Yang Dongqing?"

"No, the monitoring is only to confirm whether he is a superhuman. Now it has been basically confirmed. An ordinary student, but he blew up the heads of two members of the Viper Gang with his bare hands, and even left fist marks on the bones. This is no longer explained by natural supernatural power."

"Then what should we do next?"

Su Mu gently raised the red wine glass, and the crystal glass reflected the mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth. Immediately, he drank the red wine, opened his lips slightly, and uttered leisurely words accompanied by the smell of alcohol: "Hunting...Superhuman!"

Zhao Chaoyao was shocked, and his expression was both excited and nervous. Hunting the legendary superhuman? That was something he had never dared to think about.

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A black car was driving on the dilapidated street, with low houses on both sides. Behind the rows of houses, there were several large chimneys that were emitting black smoke, and tiny black particles were constantly discharged into the air.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Su Mu quietly looked at the scenery outside the window. The pedestrians passing by were generally wearing dark gray or dark blue work clothes, walking hurriedly and looking numb.

Occasionally, some girls standing outside the houses with small pink lights on were seen. They were dressed very brightly and coolly, mostly in yellow and red short skirts, like flowers blooming in the gray and white world.

Su Mu didn't know if he was a so-called extraordinary person. Even before he controlled the Viper Gang, he didn't know that there were extraordinary people in the world.

After all, he was just an ordinary citizen living in the thirteenth district of Xingcheng, one of the seventy-two cities under the Chiyan Empire.

In Xingcheng, districts one to ten are the upper city districts, where social elites, dignitaries, celebrities, rich people, and imperial nobles live!

Districts 11 to 20 are the lower city, where a large number of workers and farmers live, and gangs are rampant, and stepdaughters and thieves can be seen everywhere.

There are many factories in the lower city, as well as a large amount of arable land, livestock, and garbage dumps, which are used to provide food, goods, and garbage disposal for the upper city.

The upper city enjoys a lot of resources, and then leaves pollution, backwardness, and poverty to the lower city.

The distinction between the upper and lower is like a natural chasm, forcibly dividing people into different levels and separating them with city walls, like two worlds.

Perhaps, in the upper city, the extraordinary is not secret, but in the lower city, the extraordinary is synonymous with mystery, and is driven by heavy work every day.Ordinary people who are crushed by the work can't touch it at all.

Su Mu learned from the news network of the Viper Gang that there is such a kind of people in this world who control the power that ordinary people can't imagine. This power is called extraordinary!

He doesn't know how to become an extraordinary person, nor does he know where the power of extraordinary people comes from, and he doesn't even know if he is an extraordinary person, but this doesn't prevent him from hunting extraordinary people.

Hunting the extraordinary person named Yang Dongqing.

At present, his physical condition is getting worse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and ordinary medical means can't solve it at all, but the appearance of Yang Dongqing gives him hope!

With just a pair of fists, he can blow up the head and even leave fist marks on the bones. Such a strong physical fitness needs no further explanation. As long as he can get this power, he can temporarily control the infinitely growing mental power and then survive!

Half an hour later, the black car stopped near a school. There was a copper plaque hanging on the gate, which was full of traces of wind and sun, and the four characters of Elite Middle School were blurred.

However, the school is as its name suggests, it trains only elites who can get a job in a factory after graduation without having to spend money to find connections. They can be said to be born with the talent for screw-tying skills.