Ito also knew that he Feng could not be provoked by them, so he proposed to speed up the pace of escape with Smith, so as to avoid the possibility of being chased as much as possible.

Smith smiled with some reluctance and humbleness. It was no longer like just venting his anger wantonly, but immediately ordered to speed up.

Here, Han Li and he Feng also saw what had just happened around. He Feng couldn't bear to stand here quietly in his eyes.

Han Li looked at the other party, didn't speak again, and then quietly waited aside, watching He Feng relieve his emotions. About a few minutes later, Han Li began to try to pull He Feng to leave here first. After all, there had just been an explosion here, so he had to be more careful.

He Feng knows that this is not the time to be aggressive. Even if he has enough ability and strength, he also needs some wisdom. Therefore, he Feng and Han Li found a motorcycle to facilitate their travel.

Han Li was responsible for driving in front, and then he Feng began to observe around with his spiritual consciousness at this moment. At first, he only observed in a small range, until later he found that the base he had just fled was deserted.

All the debris and sundries left after the explosion are still piled up, and the bodies of Xiali and others are also lined here. Xiali's face was still unconvinced and wanted revenge until he died, which made he Feng feel a little ridiculous. From the bottom of my heart, I began to feel that he deserved his death.

When he continued to use his spiritual power to observe other things, his face became more and more dignified.

Through the car's mirror, Han Li saw his boss's expression becoming more and more dignified. For a moment, he was a little surprised and curious. He couldn't help asking him, "boss, what's the matter with you? Why is your expression so ugly suddenly? Is your body uncomfortable?"

A series of concerns and greetings came out of Han Li's mouth. Han Li thought it was just he Feng. He focused on dealing with Xiali and others, so he spent too much energy, so he looked a little tired and uncomfortable now.

The concerned eyes and tone made he Feng feel a little warm and moved.

But he Feng didn't care. Han Li was just a dog's leg in his eyes. At most, he had a little incense.

He shook his head and then said, "nothing. It's just because I saw something with my spiritual consciousness." after that, he looked up at Han Li, pointed to the front and said, "you may only see the ruins of these buildings, because your spiritual consciousness can't see the way and situation in the end. I'll tell you what happened below!"

"Some time ago, I met a Japanese anti epidemic water force transplant. The situation inside is similar to that here. A group of doctors with superb medical skills are doing harmful activities, and countless people die. The Xiali just now should be the result of their research. Although it can not pose a threat to us, I'm afraid you should also realize the horror of science."

Han Li nodded and said, "yes, I can't imagine that this science has developed to such a degree."

He Feng closed his eyes, with some fatigue and pain between his eyebrows and eyes. Only then did he slowly say what he was worried about.

"Of course... I just saw the corpses all over the base we just left with my spiritual sense. Although Xiali was dead, the surroundings were destroyed." after saying that, he Feng's eyes took some annoyance and heartache.

"Isn't this a good thing? After Xiali died, we can concentrate on chasing his boss, Smith, who is behind the scenes. Isn't this the best of both worlds?" after that, he raised his eyebrows and smiled with disdain in his eyes.

Although he said so, he Feng still didn't stretch out his tightly frowned eyebrows. Han Li didn't understand very much, so he continued to ask. He really didn't understand what happened to his boss.

"Boss, what are you worried about? Are you afraid that the remnants of Xiali will come down and find us trouble?" Han Li thought it was this factor, so he Feng and he Feng put forward their own conjecture again.

He Feng shook his head again. "No, those little mole ants are not enough for me to be so cautious about them." He Feng still doesn't care about Xiali's gang.

So Han Li became more worried. He didn't know what the boss was doing. But it's not good to ask too much. After all, I'm just a little attendant.

He Feng slowly began to expose his heart. Only then did he slowly speak out his ideas with Han Li.

"I just saw those experimental people who were killed in that base with spiritual consciousness." He Feng sighed deeply, and continued to recall.

"At first, they were imprisoned and tortured because of this dilemma, but in essence, they didn't make a little mistake. Now, because we both wanted to save them, we triggered the self destruction system, which made everyone inside lose their lives." the more he Feng said later, he Feng felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to go on.

Han Li heard these words, and then combined with his own ideas, he Feng knew how he Feng thought. He didn't think he was such a kind person.

When he Feng was just dealing with Xiali, he always saw the cruel side of He Feng. Now he suddenly saw his emotional side, but he was at a loss.

He said to He Feng, "boss, it's nothing. We didn't kill him too. It's revenge!"

He Feng has been remembering what just happened in his mind. With the start of the self destruction setting, all the fires burned all the buildings. Even the people who were just breathing lost their lives and lost the chance to survive forever.

No matter how beautiful the world is, we can't continue to see each other. Thinking of this, he Feng looked up at the sky. The whole sky was still blue.

It was about to be the feeling of twilight, and the afterglow of the sun was so faintly sprinkled here, shining on He Feng with a trace of light, giving him a layer of light golden light.

Han Li looked at He Feng standing quietly in the sun. For a moment, his heart was also filled with emotion.

But now is not the time to think about this.

He Feng smiled and then shook his head. He felt that he was so hypocritical that he kept remembering these things. Of course, the dead should be remembered and remembered by everyone.

But he Feng doesn't like wordy people after all. He doesn't like people who hurt spring and autumn. He always won't let himself be influenced by negative emotions. Now he misses it.