Ronan had seen the man's appearance. www.biquge.info This is a white man, which is quite rare in Xia Cheng, he looks no more than forty years old, maybe older, and the scars on his face show that he has a lot of experience.

Of course, for Ronan, what impressed him more was his left eye. It was a mechanical eye, and if you look closely, you can see that it has not been disguised in any way, the cold metal structure, and the little red light in the center makes it difficult to treat it with a normal heart.

"This guy is not a normal human ......"

Ronan's psychic sensing has been covering the target, and it has been discovered that as his appearance indicates, the body has much more metal and related structures than a normal person.

"It's a transformation of people. Ahem, I'm grass! ”

The sound of the rock explosion came back from the six ears, was knocked down from the car by a punch, and was covered by the lethal fragments of the grenade, and he changed to an ordinary person, and died a clean death, but he reported Ronan's safety as soon as possible, and learned about the enemy's relevant information, showing a strong physique and veteran experience.

"Transform people?"

Ronan also has some understanding of related concepts, and it will take some time to catch up with the blasting rock, so he will exchange information with the blasting rock while sensing the scan in more detail:

"You say he's the military's mechanical warrior?"

"What kind of mechanical warrior, is to transform people, there is no other way to say, and this transformation has been abolished for almost twenty years, at least on the surface...... Is he over forty years old? ”

"Well, almost."

"That's supposed to be it, the use of ordnance is passable, and the trading of pit people is also quite skillful, but such a guy must have special permissions, and he has to report to SCA every year, why is he here?"

Rock blasting feels incomprehensible, and so does Ronan.

Don't look at the gangsters in the "recycling layer" who look lawless, all kinds of equipment, guns, grenades, it is simply a small arsenal, but this is the reason why the government has basically abandoned the social governance of the "recycling layer".

In fact, the vast majority of them, due to the heavy case record, the authority is terrifyingly low, under the control of today's strict "credit authority network", and can only be a soil overlord in the "recycling layer", once stepping out of the "recycling layer" and entering the public place, they will be closely monitored, in case there are any sensitive actions, law enforcement is not. People can appear above their heads at any moment and send them to prison.

It's hard to imagine that a special soldier who has been reformed by the military would come here to beg for a living. Its special permissions are as conspicuous as a lighthouse on SCA's monitoring network. The government will never allow such dangerous elements to merge with the gangsters of the recycling layer.

As for special circumstances such as committing a heinous crime, it would be more meaningful to flee to the wilderness than here.

"Anyway, this guy annoyed me, I'll communicate with him well!"

Blasting Rock gritted his teeth over there, and soon, he slapped his thigh again: "Found it, here." You watch, I'll be right away. ”

He found the high-powered motorcycle that had fallen in the middle of the road, turned around and chased it back, and in about half a minute, he could fight again.

Ronan turned his attention to "transforming people".

In fact, Ronan is more interested in this person's current behavior than identification.

After shooting down the rock blast, the "Transhuman" came to the badly deformed off-road vehicle, tore the canopy, and entered the cab, which was no longer visible.

Next, the "Transformer" smashed the center console with a punch, reached inside, and touched something.

Seeing this scene, Ronan couldn't help but associate it with the loss of control of the car's intelligent brain, as well as the metal worm that popped out of Yan Yongbo's car.

There is no doubt that Yan Yongbo did something to the off-road vehicle, and his means must be closely related to the metal worm that sank into the car body. It was since then that events have gone off the normal track.

And now, this "transformer" seems to be working as a connector and recycler to retrieve the metal worm.

This kind of behavior is also quite compatible with the "recycling layer".

And in that sense, metal bugs may be just as crucial. Maybe it involves some deep secrets of Yan Yongbo?

As soon as he thought of this, Ronan's spiritual sensing became more detailed, although his soul body couldn't do anything at the moment, he wanted to lock on to the other party's target in advance, and then consider the next step.

The "transformer" must have been aware of his detection, just like the previous induction of the "battering ram". However, his thirst for the target obviously outweighed everything, and he just glanced up coldly, and did not really lock on Ronan's location, so he continued to search with his head down.

Suddenly, the arm of the "transformer" into the center console was slightly sluggish, and the face that had been cold and hard also changed, forming a slightly hideous smile.

Then he pulled his hand out, and his fingertips were pinching a metal beetle the size of a grain of rice, motionless at this time, like a craft more than a tool.

The Transhumans held the metal beetle in front of him and looked at it as if they were looking at a treasure. Every time I took one more look, the smile on my face deepened, and the intensity of red light in my mechanical eyes continued to grow.

Taking advantage of the appearance of the metal beetle, Ronan's telekinesis slices through it in succession, trying to understand its internal structure.

But he found that it wasn't easy to balance distance and accuracy. At a distance of more than 100 meters, his sensing accuracy is at most millimeters, and it is difficult to dialyze into the inner layer.

Ronan was thinking about whether to get closer, and behind the roller, the roar of the high-powered motorcycle roared, and soon bypassed the winch again, running parallel to the deformed off-road vehicle.

On the motorcycle, Blasting made a defiant gesture to the cab: "Hey, there's a kind of one more fight, I can give you a hand!" ”

The smile of the "transformer" was slightly retracted, and the cold mechanical eye cut through the side of the blasting rock, but did not respond immediately.

The provocation of the rock blast continues, but it is mixed with something else: "Lao Tzu burst the rock, it used to be the 55th area of the coastal garrison, report it, and I will burn incense for you when I go back!" ”

In the cab of the off-road vehicle, the lips and teeth of the "modified man" opened and closed slightly, and he spat for the first time, but he felt that most of them were sarcastic:

"Military ......"

"You're not?"

Blasting Rock found that his judgment was wrong, so there was nothing polite to be polite, and he was about to make a leap attack. But the next moment, the other party made a strange move.

The "Transformer" opened its mouth, stuck out its tongue, and put the metal beetle between its fingers, and with a curl, it put the thing in its mouth, and there was a noticeable swallowing motion.

He actually swallowed the metal beetle!

Bangyan was stunned for a moment, and the "reformer" smiled at him again: "My name is Jack...... In the future, though, you can call me Blackjack, here, I'm the biggest! ”