Chapter 60: Transforming Man (I)
Ronan's soul body stood in this torrent of wanton emotions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
He should have been angry, but his unique perspective was to see Ruiwen, who continued to stand silently in the ring after a word, and also saw her spiritual seed that was drowned in the turbid current, but was always spotless.
A wonderful calm arrived.
Ronan was like this, condescending, coldly looking down at the hundreds of distorted faces. Psychic induction is like a vast net that covers every corner within a radius of 500 metersβincluding everyone's emotional movements.
The vast majority of people are fanatical, but there are also people who are more special.
This one, for example, is a little anxious.
Ronan's attention shifted naturally. This is in a VIP box in the upper part of the fighting arena, a man in a suit and leather shoes is pacing in the room, shouting:
"Jack, Jack, hell I know you heard!"
In the high-priority communicator, the murmur was very distinct, and after about two seconds, a voice came back: "What's the matter?" β
Got it!
Ronan instantly focused his attention and improved his accuracy in an all-round way, but he didn't feel that it was enough, so he simply transferred his soul body to the past, and he was in the VIP room, sticking to the back of the neck of this "liaison", receiving information from the communicator.
The contact was excited to finally get in touch with the damn Jack, and in any case he would never have imagined that there was such a "back spirit" by his side, receiving messages at the same time as him.
In fact, Ronan receives far more information than a contact. After improving his accuracy, Ronan "saw" not only the tangible entity, but also the densely intertwined radio waves in the air.
Due to his lack of ability to transform and analyze, Ronan could not know the information transmitted by the radio waves, but he was able to judge the approximate direction by referring to the fluctuations that continued to interweave and diffuse inside and outside the communicator.
It is not easy to track the information society in which countless radio waves are intertwined.
Thankfully, the contact and Jack's call continued.
The liaison explained to Jack as much detail as possible what was happening now. During this time, the noise of Zilala continued to sound, and the call quality was very poor. In the end, the contact person himself didn't know what was said.
"Hell, Jack, where the hell are you?"
"On the way to heaven." Jack felt like he was doing some kind of workout, and his voice was a little wheezing.
"It's not joke time, you have to come back, right away."
"I'm about to touch heaven ......"
"Go to the special heaven, Raven is going to break the road of judgment. It's Raven, Raven! Didn't you say that any news about this woman should be reported to you in time? β
There was a sudden silence over there, and it took a full 5 seconds before Jack replied: "Who are the first two levels?" β
The liaison was pleased to see that Jack finally understood the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly continued to update the situation: "The first level is De Jong, our chief martial arts coach ......"
"This pass is meaningless. Next level. β
"But...... Oh, my God! β
The rich men in the arena screamed like crazy, because just a second earlier, Raven had made another terrible melee penetration at the cost of a wrist contusion, and his knee slammed into De Jong's groin, and as the strong man, who was not even inferior to Rock Blast, bent over in pain, his elbow struck his throat, mashing the entire Adam's apple, displacing the cracked bones and slicing the carotid artery.
Suffocation and arterial bleeding caused the strong man to fall to the ground and convulse, quickly dying.
Raven looked at the dying man on the ground and said softly, "For seventy percent of the elimination." β
The liaison person was already stupid, and he couldn't stand this loss: "De Jong was once the champion of the Underground Fighting League, she must have concealed her strength, what is going on?" Who taught her, damn it, damn it......"
From the liaison's reaction, Jack had understood everything, and he gave the order in a hoarse voice: "Now, the protective wall is fully raised to isolate the boxing ring." Tell the garbage that we need some time to prepare. β
ββ¦β¦ What to prepare? β
"You go and contact Mr. Ma. Tell him that the high-quality life-and-death duel he's always dreamed of has arrived. We're sending out Raven, the Yum Witch, and all he needs to do is bring their little darling. I gave him 10 minutes. β
"Oh, Mr. Ma's collection! Jack, you're so wicked. β
The liaison suddenly realized that he praised Jack's idea, hung up the communication immediately, and hurriedly went to find someone.
"Raven, Raven...... Forget it, let's go with her cheap brother! Jack removed the bracelet and tossed it aside, "Don't bother me anymore." β
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly startled, and slowly raised his head, his intact right eye, as well as the electronic eye of the mechanical structure, focused at the same time, staring at the empty space in front of him.
Finally found it.
Ronan's soul appeared in the room and noticed Jack's reaction, but now he was even more surprised by where Jack was at the moment. Jack is still inside the Deutsche Commercial Building, but on the 141st floor of the building's top floor.
The height of this landmark building in Hewu District is about 600 meters, and the height of the 141st floor is more than 550 meters, which is just beyond Ronan's global perception range.
Originally, Ronan didn't think that Jack would leave his usual lair and enter a society of authority that was not friendly to the gangsters like them.
But as it turned out, he was wrong in his judgment.
Not only did Jack enter it, but he also came to the top floor of the Deutsche Commercial Building, which had a high demand for credit authority. He even has a separate training room here.
At this moment, Jack was sitting in the middle of a dark and dull instrument with no apparent purpose, and multiple wires were connected to his body, and every moment a strong electric current pierced his body, and some even pulled out brilliant blue electric light in the air.
"Is it time to recharge a transformer?"
Jack's eyes kept zooming. At the end of the air was the wall, but before the wall, there was a reaction that alerted him, and it continued to appear.
A special scanner placed in the body compares the full-band light waves received by the naked eye and electronic eyes with the surrounding environment, calculates the data, and then processes and imprints it.
What ended up on his optic nervous system was a vague image.
After a pause, he spoke hoarsely:
"The Able? Soul configuration? β
ββ¦β¦β
Ronan was indeed shocked again, and it was indeed no coincidence that the electromagnetic gun on the recovery floor was hit. This Jack seems to have some kind of means to capture the presence of a soul body.
The soul body fluttered twice in the room, and found that Jack's gaze, although a little lagging, always changed rapidly, always locking on to the position.
This has never been the case before!
There were some rat throwers on both sides for a while, and they all fell silent, only the sound of Zizi electricity continued to sound.