A certain man from the motherland

Stab!

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

The laser rays effortlessly penetrated the bones and flesh, and each of the robbers fell straight down with charred blood holes that penetrated the front and back of their heads.

"No, boss, bullets can't hit him at all."

The robbers retreated in fear.

"Rockets, load rockets for me!"

After kicking down a booth, the leader of the robbers shrank his head and hid in the back, shouting at his men.

The two robbers knelt down on one knee and quickly picked up the dark cannon barrels that had been loaded with heavy rockets.

"Quickly, blast him to pieces!"

"Help, help!"

Seeing the rockets, the hostages were so frightened that they held their heads and screamed in fear.

"This is not good."

Ron shook his head slightly.

Stab!

The scarlet ray swept through, and the two robbers' thick legs were cut off easily like hot knives cutting butter. They screamed and fell to the ground, blood splattered.

"It's all your fault for making the scene bloody."

"Ah, my legs, I will kill you."

One of the robbers looked at his legs that were separated from his body, screamed in pain and collapsed, tried his best to raise the rocket launcher at an angle, and pulled the trigger.

call out!

At a short distance of thirty to forty meters, the rocket trailed white exhaust gas, arrived in an instant, and exploded with a bang.

boom!

The flying shrapnel penetrated the table, scratched deep marks on the marble columns in the exhibition hall, and the glass was shattered and fell to the floor.

The fireworks dispersed.

"You just lost your legs."

Standing by the window, Ron was unscathed. His tall body seemed to be made of unshakable steel. The robbers were frightened and said: "Monster, this is a monster!"

He looked at the robber: "You don't value your life too much."

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

Buzz!

He raised his finger and tapped it lightly.

A slightly thick crimson ray passed through the air, and the man was blown to pieces in the next second, with no bones left and blood and flesh splattered all over the ground.

"ah……"

The horrific and brutal scene caused all the hostages to scream.

By precisely controlling the energy, Ron's plasma energy rays no longer cut, but exploded.

Every time a beam fell in the exhibition hall, two or three robbers were blown away and killed.

"Retreat, retreat quickly."

Even the rockets couldn't hurt the opponent. In just ten seconds after the opponent appeared, most of his men were slaughtered like chickens and dogs. The leader of the robbers screamed in horror, called the remaining seven or eight people, carrying jewelry,

He shot to suppress him and tried to leave from the stairs.

Bang.

"Where do you want to go?"

Suddenly teleported behind them, Ron grabbed the fastest robber leader with one hand and lifted him off the ground like a chicken.

He turned his eyes to those people playfully.

"ah!"

Others were frightened and desperate and wanted to raise their guns and shoot, only to be swept away by a ray.

Deep grooves with burn marks were cut on the wall, and the remaining robbers all fell down. Their chests and abdomen were ripped open, and blood and other things flowed all over the floor.

"You're the only one left."

Slowly turning his head, there was a cold look in his eyes, as if he mentioned it inadvertently.

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

"Surrender, I...will surrender."

His legs were unable to kick, and he was choked by iron-like hands. The tall robber leader was so choked that veins popped out on his forehead, and he struggled to say that he wanted to surrender in exchange for his life.

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

"wrong answer."

Ron seemed to feel sorry for him for giving the wrong answer, and gradually tightened his hands.

"Uh... uh..."

The robber leader's eyes widened in pain, he made meaningless noises, and his face turned purple from suffocation.

A few seconds later, he died wrapped in pain and despair.

Ron tossed the body aside like trash.

He doesn't care whether he surrenders or not.

What I want to hear is a cry for mercy, a desperate confession and a regretful apology.

That way I might be able to make his death a little more pleasant.

"Not only is he rude, he also has no brains."

Click!

Maeve, who came after breaking the window and holding a sword, saw the scene where Ron casually threw away the body of the robber leader.

Looking around the messy exhibition hall, one can see miserable corpses that were all twisted and twisted.

She looked stunned. In less than twenty seconds, about thirty robbers who were heavily armed and carrying heavy firepower were all eliminated.

She still maintained her fighting posture with her legs slightly bent and her hands holding swords, but there were no robbers in the exhibition hall for her to deal with.

"Oh, you're here?"

He stepped forward and patted her, who was stunned as she raised her sword. Ron reminded her with a chuckle.

"Relax and call it a day."

"..."

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

With a very ugly expression on her face, Maeve said something unwilling to be outdone. She put away her sword coldly and prepared to comfort the hostages.

"I have only seen one person inflict this kind of wound.

how did you do it?"

Taking two steps, she saw some of the corpses with burnt blood holes on their foreheads that had been killed by headshots. Her pupils shrank, she stopped, turned to look at Ron, and her tone was extremely uncalm.

And looking again, on the broken ground somewhere at the scene, Ron had obviously been attacked by a rocket, but not even a hair was lost, and his hairstyle was still the same. This reminded her of a person.

"It's simple, they shoot lasers from both eyes and they die."

Facing the surprised Maeve, Ron raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

This process is so obvious, do you still need to ask?

"Don't perfunctory me, that's not what I asked."

"Isn't that what you're asking?"

"Well……"

After being choked, Maeve was silent for two seconds.

From the question she asked, there was nothing wrong with Ron's answer, but that was not what she meant.

"You know what I want to ask."

She raised her head slightly, showing concern, and looked at Ron, who was a head taller than her, and asked seriously.

The handsome young man with black hair and black eyes in front of him first received similar treatment to the people of the motherland, and then showed similar abilities to the people of the motherland, which revealed something that might be too scary.

"Is it not enough for Walt to create a monster that can endanger the world? He also created a younger one?!"

"As if I have no obligation to satisfy your curiosity."

Ron smiled softly and refused to answer.

"..."

Maeve frowned and remained silent.

"I know what you're worried about.

Don’t be afraid, I am different from the people of my motherland.”

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

"You look like this, and what you just said is not convincing at all."

Seeing this teasing move, Maeve looked ugly and opened his hand.

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

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

She had been silently ridiculed during the robber incident, so she specifically made a remark about Ron's age. She looked at him with a smile on her face and emphasized the word "little boy".

"little boy?"

Ron smiled, not angry at all.

It's not wrong to call him a little boy in terms of his age, but he was not born until Maeve was in high school. When Maeve joined Walt as a superhero, the world didn't even have him yet.

But he is not a little boy physically. Have you ever seen a little boy who is over 1.8 meters tall and weighs nearly 200 pounds?

"I heard that you once fell in love with someone from your motherland."

"On-screen couple, cooperate with company promotion."

As if she didn't want to talk more about this matter, Maeve changed the subject and replied coldly.

"Okay, it's time to calm down the hostages."

"You didn't know how to restrain yourself when you took action. It was too bloody."

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

"I don't care about them."

After glancing at the hostage hiding in a corner in the distance, trembling with fear and turning pale, Ron spread his hands.