Sting!

With his hands on his back, Ron ignored the robbers' attacks, his eyes lit up with scarlet light, and he 'named' the robbers in the exhibition hall one by one.

The laser rays effortlessly pierced through the flesh and bones, and one by one the robbers' heads had more burnt blood holes in front and back, and they fell straight down.

"No, boss, the bullets can't hit him."

The robbers were frightened and retreated.

"Rockets, give me rockets!"

Kicking down a booth, the leader of the robbers shrank his head and hid behind in fear of embarrassment, shouting at his men.

The two robbers fell to their knees and quickly picked up the pitch-black barrels of the heavy rockets that had been prepared for loading them.

"Quick, smash him!"

"Help, help!"

At the sight of the rockets, the hostages were so frightened that they hugged their heads and screamed in fear.

"It's not good."

Ron shook his head slightly.

Sting!

The scarlet rays swept by, and the two robbers' thick legs were easily cut off like hot knives cutting through butter, and they fell to the ground with a terrible scream, blood splattering.

"It's all your fault, it made the scene bloody all at once."

"Ahh

One of the robbers screamed in pain as he looked at his legs, which had been separated from his body, and tried to raise the bazooka diagonally and pull the trigger.

Shout!

At a short distance of thirty or forty meters, the rocket dragged white exhaust gas, and in an instant, it exploded violently.

Rumble!

The flying shrapnel pierced the table, leaving deep marks on the marble pillars of the exhibition hall, shattering the glass and falling to the ground.

The fireworks dispersed.

"You've just lost your legs."

Standing by the window, Ron was unscathed, his tall body seemed to be made of unshakable steel, and the robbers were terrified: "Monster, this is a monster!" ”

He looked at the robber: "I don't value my life too much. ”

If you lie on the ground obediently, although you are disabled and lose your legs, and you will have to spend the rest of your life in prison, at least you can save your life, right?

Airplanes!

He held up his finger and tapped it lightly.

The slightly thick crimson ray pierced the air, and the person exploded to pieces in the next second, leaving no bones and blood and flesh splattered on the ground.

"Ah......h

A terrible and ferocious scene that caused all the hostages to scream.

Precisely controlling the energy, the plasma energy ray that Ron emitted again was no longer a cut, but an explosion.

Every ray in the exhibition hall fell, two or three robbers blew up and killed them.

"Retreat, retreat."

The rockets could not hurt the other party, and in just ten seconds from the appearance of the other party, most of his men were slaughtered like chickens and dogs, and the leader of the robbers screamed in horror, called the remaining seven or eight people, carrying jewelry, and fired to suppress the desire to leave the stairs.

Boom.

"Where do you want to go?"

Suddenly teleported behind them, Ron single-handedly lifted the leader of the fastest robbers by the neck and lifted him from the ground like a chicken.

He turned his gaze playfully to the men.

"Ahh

Others were terrified and desperate to raise their guns and shoot, in exchange for a ray of light.

A deep trench of burning marks was cut through the wall, and the remaining robbers fell in unison, their chests and abdomen ripped open, and blood and other things spilled all over the ground.

"You're the only one left."

Turning his head slowly, there was coldness in his eyes, as if he had inadvertently mentioned it.

"By the way, what did you just say about me?"

"Surrender, I...... Willing to surrender. ”

The two legs were weak, pinched by the iron pincer-like palms, and the tall robber leader was suffocating his forehead, and he said with difficulty that he wanted to surrender in exchange for his life.

He would rather go to prison than see this devil again.

"The answer is incorrect."

Ron felt sorry for him for making the wrong answer, and his hands gradually strained.

"Uh...... Uh......"

The leader of the robbers' eyes widened in pain, made a meaningless muffled sound, and his face suffocated and purple.

Seconds later, he was wrapped in pain and despair and died.

Ron casually tossed the body aside like garbage.

He doesn't care what surrenders or doesn't surrender.

What I want to hear is crying begging for mercy, fear of desperate confessions, and remorseful apologies.

That might make him die a little more happily.

"Not only is it rude, but it also has no brains."

Click!

Rushing through the window, Maeve with a sword in hand saw the scene of Ron casually throwing away the corpse of the robber leader.

Looking around the messy exhibition hall, there are miserable corpses with twists and turns.

She looked stunned, and in less than twenty seconds, the thirty or so robbers who were heavily armed and carrying heavy firepower were all eliminated.

She still maintained a fighting posture with her legs slightly bent and her sword in hand, but there were no robbers in the exhibition hall to clean her up.

"Oh, you're here?"

stepped forward and patted her stunned with her sword, and Ron chuckled and reminded.

"Relax a little and call it a day."

“……”

"It seems that you still have some skills, and I can save some trouble."

Her face was very unsightly, not to be outdone, Maeve coldly put away her sword, and she was ready to go to appease the hostages.

"I've only seen one person inflict this wound.

How did you do that? ”

After taking two steps, she saw that part of her forehead had a charred blood hole and a corpse killed by a headshot, her pupils shrank, she stopped, and turned her head to look at Ron, her tone extremely uncalm.

And when she looked at it again, on the broken ground somewhere at the scene, Ron had obviously been attacked by rockets, but he didn't even lose a single hair, and his hairstyle was still like that, which reminded her of someone.

"It's simple, both eyes shoot lasers, and then they're dead."

Facing the startled Maeve, Ron raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.

How obvious is this process, does it still need to be asked?

"Don't be perfunctory, that's not what I'm asking."

"That's not what you asked?"

"Uh......"

Choked for a moment, Maeve was silent for two seconds.

From the question she asked, Ron didn't have a problem answering like that, but that's not what she meant.

"You know, what I want to ask."

She tilted her head slightly, vaguely worried, and asked earnestly as her eyes met Ron, who was a head taller than her.

The handsome young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him first treated similarly to the motherland, and then showed similar abilities to the motherland, which showed that something might be too terrifying.

"Isn't it enough for Walter to create a monster that can endanger the whole world, and to create an even younger one?!"

"As if I wasn't obligated to satisfy your curiosity."

Ron chuckled softly, refusing to answer.

“……”

Maeve frowned and fell silent.

"I know what you're worried about.

Don't be afraid, I am different from the motherland. ”

Grabbing a strand of hair from Maeve's shoulder, he joked condescendingly.

"The way you look, what you just said is not convincing at all."

Seeing this flirtatious action, Maeve turned ugly and opened his hand.

"I'm not interested in men, stay away from me."

"Especially when I was still in high school, I was probably a little boy who was born."

She was silently ridiculed about the robbers, and deliberately said a word about Ron's age, looking at him with a mockery on her face, and deliberately emphasized the three words of the little boy.

"Little boy?"

Ron smiled, not angry at all.

It's not wrong to say that he is a little boy in terms of age, but it is not Maeve who was born when he was in high school, and Maeve entered Walter as a superhero, and the world did not have him.

But he is not a little boy physically, have you ever seen a little boy who weighs nearly 200 pounds at more than 1.8 meters?

"I heard that you and the motherland once fell in love."

"On-screen couples, cooperate with the company's publicity."

It seemed that she didn't want to talk about it anymore, so Maeve changed the subject and replied coldly.

"Alright, it's time to pacify the hostages."

"You don't know how to restrain when you shoot, it's too bloody."

She frowned at the blood splattered everywhere in the exhibition hall.

"I'll take care of them."

Glancing at the pale hostages hiding in the corner in the distance, Ron spread his hands.