"Stop!"

The thunderous rebuke seemed to explode on the eardrums, and the soul seemed to be shaken by agitation.

"Bullock, are you going to tear down the entire vigilante?"

A voice came from the far end of the office, and before the figure appeared, the momentum of Tarzan's pressure burst out layer by layer, not only Brock, but Holden could also clearly feel the coercion rushing towards him, and he pressed it down unreasonably.

Actually, Holden just collided with Bullock head-on, which was a coincidence.

Although in recent times, Holden's psionic strength has continued to rise, but after all, his accumulation is still not enough, and his strength is still limited, so he will not call himself a "strong man";

For example, against Bullock.

Hodden realized that Bullock was ready to suppress himself with strength, so not only did he not flinch, but he also took the initiative to meet it and hit it head-on with the four or two thousand catties of Tai Chi gossip-

He simulated the elemental condensation method of the night of the homecoming dance, compressing the water element on the palm of his hand with all his might, and then preemptively completed the push, using his strength to hit Bullock himself, and pushing it out with all his strength with the soft and strong psionic energy.

That's what makes it happen.

I'm afraid that no one present could see how Horden used his strength to fight, and such a way of using psionic energy was unheard of. It is precisely because of this that Horden created such a shocking effect in the audience, and even Bullock didn't realize what was going on.

But even so, Hordon was still pushed back a few steps by the reaction force, and if it wasn't for the action of leaning back to complete the unloading, I am afraid it would not be so simple - he could faintly feel the blood surging in his chest.

When Bullock was about to charge up his strength for the second time, Horden also knew that purely from the perspective of power suppression, Brock's wave of attacks was not something he could withstand, but he didn't expect that Bullock was not able to attack successfully, and there was a real master hidden in the security team.

The momentum that swept over him suppressed Holden, and his chest was slightly dull, even if he tried to get rid of the restraints again, he found that the difference in strength was too great, and the other party relied on his absolute strength to "reduce ten times with one force", and Holden's skills were useless.

The red-eyed Bullock still hadn't come to his senses, like a Hulk out of control, gritting his teeth and roaring, his psionic energy was still rising, and he was about to get rid of the suppression, but the mysterious master raised his voice again.

"! If your head is not clear, take a bath in the Eras. ”

Before Hodden could see how the psionic energy worked, he just felt a thick wave of earth elements tumbling in the air, and then, Brock fell straight down-

Hit the street with your face on the ground and your back to the sky.

Hodden actually wanted to laugh very much, but the coercion still did not dissipate, and his voice and power were suppressed, as if he was holding his breath underwater.

"Humph!"

Hodden only felt the power on his shoulders weigh down again, and then the condensed air circulated again, as if nothing had happened.

Brock stood up with a bone, clenched his hands into fists, and rushed forward two steps through gritted teeth - but this time he was not accumulating psionic energy, it was just a physical attack of his fists, so the coercion did not appear again, but the onlookers finally reacted, grabbed Brock in time, and tried to control the scene.

Bullock didn't pay any attention to the others at all, and stared sharply at Hoden-

If he doesn't do anything and just doesn't do it, he won't be able to raise his head in the security forces in the future, he must make his position clear, he must also show his toughness, this is the only way to save face. Even if you can't use psionic energy, it's good to use fists in reckless fashion.

Horden was not ready to continue to entangle with Bullock, this was simply a child who had not grown up, trying to find the field like a bullfight, but at this moment, Horden's eyes caught Robinson not far away-

Unaware of the chaos in the halls, the vigilantes are escorting Ursula, Ricky, and Robinson to the underground prison.

It was Robinson who came out first, Ursula was a few steps behind, and Ricky had just left the room.

"Brock!"

Horden noticed the abnormality at the first time, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly raised his voice to scold, but he was still half a step slower after all, "Robinson, don't!

Robinson had broken free from the sheriff's restraints, pulled the unfastened musket from Bullock's waist, quickly stood in the corner behind him, and aimed it at his temple.

With a hint of despair on his delicate and emaciated cheeks, he searched through the chaotic crowd, and finally found Isa's figure, a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I can't go back, can I?"

The scene was chaotic.

Issa was already stunned, she carefully stood up straight, "Robinson, Robinson, don't ......" Isa's voice couldn't help but tremble slightly, with a hint of fear, "Listen to me, Robinson, it's okay, everything will be fine, don't, don't do this to yourself." ”

Robinson's eyes reddened slightly, and hot tears blurred his vision, and he just shook his head slightly, "I can't, I really can't ......help it"

"Let her die! Let this filthy woman die! she doesn't even know how to use a musket!" Brock's voice roared in a smirk, and in the midst of the chaos, Brock's face twisted and hideous, and it was impossible to tell whether he was denying reality out of fear or revealing hatred out of contempt.

"Shut up!" Issa yelled frantically at Bullock.

Robinson ignored the commotion and turned to look at Ursula not far behind him, a poignant and determined smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, Ursula. ”

"No!Robin!no!" Ursula's heart-rending voice streaked through the air, and the dull sound of gunfire exploded without hesitation, and blood flew all over the sky.

Bang!

"No!" Issa rushed forward in a daze, but it was still too late, the bright blood danced in the air like bewitching rose petals, Robinson's smiling eyes with tears slowly closed, and his thin and slender body that could disappear at any moment softened.

Ricky, who came out after half a beat slowly, looked at the scene in front of her, her knees weakened, and she fell to the ground like this, watching the brilliant blood splattered in front of her, as if her soul had been torn into countless pieces.

Everything, no more.