If Gao Ning wanted to track someone, even if he had superpowers and a sixth sense, he would never be able to detect anything unusual.
The miraculous thing about "Jue" is unique even within the scope of superpowers.
As long as he enters the ultimate state, even if he stands openly opposite the target, the opponent will subconsciously regard it as an obstacle and avoid it, and his mind will not think about it at all.
John Winchester is very capable.
After saying goodbye to Gao Ning, he went directly to the largest warehouse supermarket nearby. After openly stealing a few wallets, he bought a lot of small liquid butane, and got a bunch of strange parts.
Drive away in the car.
Then I saw that he was going to find a small processing factory. I don't know what he said to the boss, and the two started to fight.
They first welded a steel tank thirty centimeters long and twenty centimeters thick, and poured a large amount of butane into it through a small instrument.
After pressing the spray gun head, I did a simple experiment, and the flames were able to spray out three meters away in an instant. The scene was really spectacular.
After getting the main weapon, the two got a black backpack from nowhere and stuffed the canister containing butane into it, forming a simple disguise.
After all, no one would suspect a person carrying a schoolbag on the street, but if he dared to carry a gas tank, someone would call the police in minutes.
Gao Ning looked around and put the coffee cup he had taken a sip out of his hand. The last moment, the coffee was vaporizing, but two or eight seconds ago, it was boiling.
"Do you need help?"
Wei Yashante glanced at the sky outside the window, put the things under him on the ground, and said casually: "How long has he lived there?"
When I was about to find the location of 707, I suddenly heard a strange voice coming from next to me.
Did Gao Ning pay attention: "You have no problem, why use fire?"
The supermarket cashier was also very curious about a guy who suddenly bought so little salt. He poked his head out of the steel guardrail and looked at Winchester's back, wondering what the guy was going to do.
Winchester glanced at the location of the apartment, turned around and retreated into the supermarket. When I was young, I took a small pile of 100-gram bags of salt and walked out. Judging from the amount, this amount should have rounded up the stock outside the supermarket.
, a full hundred bags.
Winchester looked at Gao Ning: "He is boring and has no support?"
"It's necessary, you are allergic to caffeine!" Wei Yashante relaxed.
Then I saw Gao Ning standing nearby, holding a cup of coffee in his hand and drinking it quickly.
Seeing Winchester looking over, Gao Ning raised his glass politely and said, "You found some coffee outside the kitchen cabinet. It smelled like it should be right, so I brewed it a little.
Want a drink?"
Gao Ning was unconvinced: "Isn't that why he was drinking coffee in the coffee shop?"
When they were young, the two of them stood at the door of Qi07's kitchen.
"Has he already believed your identity?"
"It's certain, is it lucky?" Gao Ning smiled.
The owner of the apartment doesn't care about the life and death of these poor people. All I care about is the rent. As long as the rent is paid on time and the apartment building is bombed, I don't care about the rest.
Wei Yashante was suddenly startled. I subconsciously took a step forward and put my left arm behind my chest. My right hand touched my ribs. It was obviously a warning move.
Wei Yashante went to fiddle with firearms again, found two Berettas that had obviously been modified, and inserted the holsters on his ribs.
So even if Wei Yashan was driving, Don't always leave Gao Ning's sight.
Winchester ignored the looks of others. I opened the car door in a roundabout way, carried all the equipment behind me, and rushed out of the White Star Apartment in small steps.
In fact, the administrator knows who the owner of the apartment is. He only knows that every month, a lawyer who looks like a dog in a suit and tie will come to my door and ask me to sign a rent payment list.
"They are broken leather shoes!"
Should we use fire extinguishing equipment to deal with that kind of low-temperature monster? Whether it is a fire extinguisher or a small amount of water, it should be irresistible.
Then leave me a few names of people who have not paid their rent.
Low Ning jumped and ran under the low-rise buildings all the way down. The distance of dozens of feet and hundreds of meters between low-rise buildings was completely worth mentioning to me.
Even if the distance is hundreds of meters away, Gao Ning only needs to use the air control ability of the white paper as the middle pedal to prevent continuous jumps.
There is a whiskey label on the bottom of the big bottle. Judging from the inside and outside, no one would think that it would be a safe weapon compared to some large bottles of wine.
Normally, I would call the police because that is the most complicated way.
I went all the way to the upstairs of White Star Apartment because I knew it was the cause of the murder. There were not many pedestrians upstairs, except for the supermarket opposite which was still open.
Judging from the corpse, if it is really a ghost, it should be a fire-breathing monster, or simply not a monster that was burned into a charred corpse due to a fire.
Low Ning said something, turned around and said: "Come with you, your room is over there!"
After doing this, Winchester took a bucket of gasoline, filled it with ten small glass bottles at a time, stuffed the tops with long-staple cotton, added some sugar and magnesium powder, and then carefully glued the lids off.
I unpacked the inside of my school bag one by one.
"Half a year!" Gao Ning replied casually.
"Please, can you be careful when you're disguising? Which federal agent has he ever seen wearing a pair of worn-out leather shoes? Damn it, I'm almost showing my toes!" Gao Ning couldn't help complaining.
"He's so lucky!"
Whether the tenant is evicted or the rent is paid on time has nothing to do with me.
"so what?"
Before getting ready, Wei Yashante said a complicated goodbye to the owner of the processing plant, got out of the car and went straight to the White Star Apartment.
But that guy did the opposite and built a small pile of fire-breathing tools. What was he doing?
On the seventh floor, Wei Yashante walked down carrying a bunch of things, slightly out of breath.
Gao Ning was not at all puzzled.
This is not the life-saving method I summarized ten years ago when I lived in New York. I have been implementing it tolerantly until now, and the effect seems to be very wrong.
Inside the iron fence on the first floor, the administrator just glanced at the strange-looking old woman and continued to watch his movie.
After all, several people die outside the apartment every year, but my position as administrator is still secure.
Then I got a dirty fireproof suit from somewhere. I put it on after a complicated experiment, and then stuffed it into a bag.
I'm just an administrator, earning a pitiful salary every month to make ends meet. Why would I take risks for some people I know for no apparent reason?
Wei Yashante retorted: "It's possible, those are combat boots with steel plates on the outside!"
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