Chapter 331

Su Bai's shot was very firm and decisive. There was no hesitation or sloppiness at all.

The other party did not expect Su Bai to be so direct and shoot without hesitation.

The power of the Hellfire shotgun was naturally very terrifying. However, the originally sloppy looking person suddenly changed his style. He immediately opened his mouth and a silver snake appeared.

The snake's head stuck out its tongue and its body stretched out, but it was still smashed by the Hellfire shotgun. However, the smashed body turned into a ball of silver light that enveloped the person and negated the remaining power of the Hellfire shotgun.

"Hey …"

The other party was obviously planning to shout.

However, the next moment, the other party realized that Su Bai … had his eyes closed.

"Damn thief, how dare you steal my things. I'm very angry. I want to kill you, you thief. This backpack contains a souvenir that my mother left for me. It's filled with my memories. I'm very angry, I'm very sad, I can't control myself. I want to kill you!

I don't care about anything else. I've been blinded by anger! "

The other party: "…"

Facing Su Bai's seemingly serious manner of talking to himself with his eyes closed, the other party clearly felt a deep malice. Of course, he knew why Su Bai would say such a stupid thing. He also knew the meaning behind Su Bai's actions.

How ruthless!

In fact, from the beginning, when the other party was about to steal his bag, Su Bai, who seemed to be taking a nap, had already made all the preparations. When the other party lifted his bag, Su Bai instantly pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.

Su Bai would not simply think that the other party was just a thief. There were surveillance cameras everywhere on the high-speed rail. Stealing here was a little stupid. Moreover, there was no such thing as a coincidence. He had just snatched something that the monk and someone had been fighting for in Qinhuangdao, and he immediately attracted a thief.

Moreover, Su Bai's clothes and appearance were not all high-end brands. He did not look much different from an ordinary university student. What was there to pay attention to?

Of course, although he recognized the other party as a listener in his heart, Su Bai could not shout it out.

According to the rules of the horror broadcast, attacking and attacking another listener in the real world for no reason would cause a huge backlash. Now, Su Bai just closed his eyes and did not care about it. He was just taking revenge because his things were stolen by the thief.

Even if it was very deceptive …

Even if it was very fake …

However, Su Bai really did not want to be tainted by too much karma. In the previous story world, Su Bai had already felt that after he completed the mission in the real world, he naturally knew that once he was tainted by too much karma, he would not be so comfortable in the next story world.

Although the other party had stolen his things and had actually formed a cause and effect with him, it was reasonable for him to attack him. However, he was used to being cautious. Except for occasionally flipping the table recklessly when he had an attack, he usually paid attention to such details.

"Bang!"

Bang!

"Bang!"

Another three shots were fired consecutively. At such a close distance, the other party blocked the Hellfire shotgun with both fists. He actually put on a military boxing stance. A faint layer of light condensed around his body and forcefully blocked the first two shots. However, when it came to the third shot, the other party really could not block it anymore. His entire body was blasted away, smashing several seats and landing on the ground. His chest heaved up and down, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"F * ck, stop fighting. I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

The other party immediately shouted.

Su Bai gritted his teeth and continued to hold the gun. He listened to the other party's voice and continued to move the muzzle.

"Again? Do you really want to fight to the death? "

The other party punched the high-speed rail window, and the sturdy high-speed rail window was directly smashed. Then, his entire body jumped off the speeding high-speed rail.

This was not a train during the railway guerrilla period. This was a high-speed rail. The inertia of jumping off at such a high speed was, of course, terrifying. Even the listener might accidentally die.

Su Bai finally opened his eyes this time, put away his gun, and picked up his backpack, which had fallen to the side. He looked around at the mess caused by the shooting and left the carriage to go to the middle position. He did not have to worry too much about the matter here causing any public effects, and the terrorist broadcast should be able to clean up after him.

Su Bai stood in the middle aisle of the carriage. Not long after, they arrived in Beijing and Su Bai got off the train.

The weather in Beijing was good these few days, and the sun was shining brightly. Su Bai took the subway with his backpack and went to the Capital International Airport.

Along the way, Su Bai was very calm, but he was also extremely careful.

Before arriving in Shanghai and before placing the painting in front of Ji Xiang at home, Su Bai had to be absolutely careful. Since this painting had been fought over by that guy and the monk for so long, it must have a great use. Moreover, Su Bai had also seen its magic.

Since the painting had fallen into his hands, there was naturally no reason for him to throw it away.

In the Capital International Airport, Su Bai ordered a cup of coffee and a snack. His bag was still by his side as he quietly waited for the boarding time.

There were many people coming and going around the surroundings.

Su Bai did not think that there was anything wrong with being overly cautious. In fact, when the monk appeared in front of him before he boarded the plane, Su Bai did not feel it was strange at all. The ability of the listener could not be analyzed with the thinking and concepts of ordinary people. Moreover, it was possible that the people who were fighting over this painting were not only the monk and that person. There was a high possibility that there would be others.

"Sir, do you need a refill?" A waiter came over and asked with a smile.

Su Bai shook his head, indicating that he did not need it. At this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt a warm feeling coming from his backpack. Su Bai suddenly grabbed the backpack with one hand and walked directly out of the coffee shop to the toilet.

The temperature of the painting was still rising. At this time, Su Bai suddenly understood why the guy who ran the errands brought the painting to the toilet. It was because the painting had started to smoke again.

It was not the kind of smoke that came from a fire, but similar to bursts of green smoke. This was indeed very eye-catching in places like train stations and airports where there were more people and security was relatively strong.

Su Bai also walked into the toilet cubicle. However, with the previous example, Su Bai really did not dare to go to the toilet at this time. He just quickly took the painting out of his backpack.

In the painting, it was noon. A red sun was hanging overhead, and the seawater seemed to be a little lifeless because of the evaporation.

Now, holding the painting in his hand was a little hot, like holding a glass that had just been filled with boiling water. Moreover, it was getting hotter and hotter. Su Bai was really worried whether it would become similar to the temperature of an electric soldering iron.

"Hiss …"

This was troublesome. How could he bring it on the plane like this? People would probably think that he had ignited the fuse of homemade explosives and prepared to self-destruct on the plane.

For a moment, Su Bai felt that it was a little tricky. However, it seemed that there was no one who was more shameless than Su Bai. The next moment, he walked directly to the pool outside, turned on the water, and then put the painting under the water to cool it down.

This kind of thing should not be like an ordinary painting that would melt in water. Su Bai thought so in his heart.

Of course, if an ordinary person obtained a treasure of this level, they would naturally be afraid of dropping it in their hands or holding it in their mouth. Only Su Bai dared to directly rinse it with tap water.

Su Bai very quickly discovered an anomaly. The water that was flushed in from the tap water did not fall down, but instead integrated into the painting. When the temperature of the painting returned to normal, Su Bai spread out the painting again. He discovered that the scene in the painting had turned into a heavy downpour, and the sun was completely covered by the dark clouds.

"This is really interesting." Su Bai put the painting back into his backpack and walked out of the toilet. After a while, the other side also began to remind them to prepare to board the plane. Su Bai carried his backpack and walked over. This was not a good place to study the secret of the painting. When he returned to Shanghai and returned home, he would have a lot of time to carefully study the mystery of this thing. Why did Tyrant and the others fight for it in Qinhuangdao for so long?

After boarding the plane, it quickly took off. Su Bai's originally vigilant heart gradually relaxed at this moment.

No matter what, Su Bai still did not believe that Tyrant and the others would fly to the sky to snatch the painting. Although the ability of a listener was very exaggerated in the eyes of ordinary people, it was far from the level of a superhuman.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?" Two air stewardesses came over with a beverage trolley.

"Mineral water, thank you."

After receiving a glass of water, Su Bai pulled open the shelf in front of him and spread out the painting again.

At this time, the plane also flew past the clouds. The incomparably bright sunlight shone down. It was very dazzling, but also very comfortable. Su Bai did not pull down the sun visor like the others, but left it open.

The bright sunlight also shone on the scroll, and the scene of the torrential rain actually began to change at this time.

Su Bai picked up the cup and took a sip of water, quietly waiting for it to change. In his heart, he thought that if this painting did not have any other special use for him, or if it could not be used for a person who did not understand metaphysics or magic, it would be good to leave it for the little fellow as a toy. It was much more interesting than any reading machine.

However, very soon, Su Bai's hand that was holding the cup suddenly trembled because an unexpected scene appeared in the painting.

In the picture, it was no longer the sea, nor was it a rainstorm.

Instead, it was a crisp grassland.

As far as the eye could see, it was all comfortable green. On a small green slope, a woman and a boy sat together on the grass, full of mother and son comfort.

Su Bai's hand began to tremble, and his lips, also slightly white,

This painting..,

He had seen it in the office of Edward's research in London!