The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

Fierce banging on the door continued, reaching the master bedroom and attracting more mutated mosquitoes.

"What should I do? Do you want to open the door?"

Mu Ningxue looked back at the door of the living room, a flash of unbearability flashed in her eyes, and spoke in a low voice.

Su Yu remained silent, pursed his red lips tightly and waved his sword, slashing at the mutated mosquitoes that kept coming.

"laugh……"

Wang Mingyang sneered and continued to kill the mosquitoes without looking back, with a hint of ridicule in his indifferent expression.

"You can open the door and I won't stop you, but then, life or death will depend on you..."

"This group of people want to drag us to death before they even come in, and you still want to save them..."

"What's on your mind? The Bible?"

Wang Mingyang's merciless ridicule made Mu Ningxue's face stiffen and become extremely ugly.

Su Yu also looked a little embarrassed. After all, she had thought about rescuing others before, but Wang Mingyang quickly taught her how to choose in this situation.

Not surprisingly, Mu Ningxue stopped talking. Born as a proud daughter of heaven, Mu Ningxue has been living in an ivory tower, protected by her father's meticulous love, but she is not entirely an innocent and good girl. .

After experiencing Zhao Ding's betrayal and being mocked so bluntly by Wang Mingyang, the unbearable feeling in my heart immediately disappeared.

But the tree was about to calm down but the wind didn't stop. The door was suddenly knocked open by a huge force, and a group of people rushed in. A man quickly closed the door, regardless of the fact that there were two people outside who hadn't come in.

Vicious curses could be faintly heard through the solid wooden door, and then several miserable howls were heard. The only sound left outside was the sound of mosquitoes hitting the wooden door.

A group of people hurriedly moved various furniture in the living room and quickly blocked the door. They didn't sit down on the ground until they confirmed that the mosquitoes outside could not get in.

Wang Mingyang looked back at the living room and frowned slightly. It was a bit baffling that these people had to come to his place without going to so many rooms.

But now is not the time to pursue the case. There are more and more mutated mosquitoes, and these mosquitoes must be dealt with first.

"Su Yu, use all your strength to cover the entire window with flames."

"Uh...don't leave even a drop?"

Wang Mingyang:......

"No stay!"

Su Yu stuck out his tongue and stretched out his palm towards the window. The energy in his body surged, and a dark red flame surged forward like a tide.

Dark flames covered the entire window and extended outwards. The mutated mosquitoes that crazily poured into the house were attacked by the sudden flames. Together with the mutated mosquitoes that had not yet broken in, they turned into balls of fire that kept rising from the air. come down.

A large number of mutated mosquitoes were burned to death by the dark flames, clearing a large space.

In just a few seconds, all the energy in Su Yu's body was exhausted and his face turned pale.

Large drops of sweat wetted his hair, and his body felt a little shaky and weak.

Wang Mingyang seized this rare opportunity and stepped on the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window.

He waved his hand at the floor-to-ceiling windows downstairs, and heard a crunching sound.

The metal frames of several floor-to-ceiling windows downstairs also twisted and deformed away from the wall.

With the sound of broken glass, the huge metal frame quickly flew upwards, stretched and deformed in mid-air, and then flew in front of Wang Mingyang.

More than ten floor-to-ceiling windows were continuously controlled from top to bottom, left, and right, and their frames were used to form a metal iron plate.

Wang Mingyang controlled the iron plate and quickly covered the floor-to-ceiling window of the master bedroom.

Under the control of the metal control ability, this iron plate tightly covered the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The mutant mosquitoes that quickly gathered around made the iron plate sizzle, but they were still unable to break through.

Wang Mingyang then turned and walked towards the living room. The doors of the other two secondary bedrooms were closed tightly. It seemed that because there was no one inside, the mutated mosquitoes did not break through the windows of these two bedrooms.

Walking into the living room, Wang Mingyang saw several men and women sitting behind the door.

There were six people in total, four men and two women, including two male Westerners. Among them, a tall man with blond hair and blue eyes seemed to be the leader.

The moment they saw Wang Mingyang coming, the other people all looked at the Westerner. The blond man quickly stood up and took a few steps towards Wang Mingyang.

"Fake! Why don't you open the door? Don't you know it will kill us?" The blond man yelled in awkward Chinese with a look of chicken shit on his face.

"Um?"

Wang Mingyang's face turned cold. He was unwilling to open the door in the first place, but now that he was forced in, this foreigner dared to challenge him...

Those who are not of my race must have different minds!

The ink shadow in his hand suddenly slashed down diagonally. The blond man caught the light of the knife from the corner of his eye, his body trembled, and it turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

The ink shadow went straight across the blond man's body, but Wang Mingyang didn't feel anything. There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he whispered in surprise:

"Afterimage?!"

A blond male figure appeared at the door, leaning against the wall, panting slightly and cursing angrily:

"Fake! You actually want to kill me!"

Another brown-haired Westerner on the side suddenly raised his hand, a recurve bow appeared suddenly, and shot an arrow at Wang Mingyang.

At such a short distance, the sharp arrow had already reached Wang Mingyang's eyes the moment it was shot.

The next moment, the arrow suddenly paused in the air, only one centimeter away from Wang Mingyang's eyes.

The brown-haired man opened his mouth wide, and froze in place with a mocking smile, his eyes showed disbelief, and the right hand that fired the arrow still kept the loose string.

Wang Mingyang snorted coldly, and the arrow quickly turned around, and the next second it cut through the air and shot towards the brown-haired man's forehead.

"Tom, be careful!"

The blond man flashed and appeared in front of the brown-haired man in an instant. This blond man seemed to have the ability to move quickly. At the critical moment, he grabbed the arrow with one hand.

"Hmph!"

Wang Mingyang snorted coldly, waved his hand, and nine steel needles floated around him, all shooting towards the two Westerners.

"Be careful, he can control metal!"

The blond man roared in a low voice in the federal language, and his figure flashed, grabbing a solid wooden chair and smashing it towards Wang Mingyang.

Tom rolled on the ground, dodged two steel needles, pulled out an arrow and quickly broke the arrowhead, bent the bow and shot another arrow at Wang Mingyang.

Wang Mingyang twisted his body, and the ink shadow in his hand drew an arc, splitting the chair thrown by the blond man in half. At the same time, a silver bead flew up and turned into a small shield to block the arrow shot by Tom.

Frowning slightly, the blond man was extremely fast, but because he found that Wang Mingyang could control metal, he did not have any metal weapons in his hands, so his lethality was limited.

On the other hand, Tom, who was shooting arrows, reacted quickly to break the metal arrowheads of the arrows, and the arrows with pure wooden shafts were still very lethal.

Several silver beads flew out of Wang Mingyang's pocket, and at the same time, he quickly controlled the silver beads to stretch and deform.

With a slight flick of his right hand fingers, a total of more than ten steel needles shot towards Tom.

Seeing this, the blond man immediately dodged and shook off the three steel needles that had been following him. His figure appeared in front of Tom, and he waved the wooden stick that he had grabbed in his hand at some point, knocking away the steel needles that shot towards Tom.

Seeing that Wang Mingyang's steel needles returned in vain, the blond man showed a trace of mockery on his face.

But Tom behind him groaned twice, and the recurve bow in his hand fell to the ground, making a few light sounds.

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