Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 217 Joshua Groden

When Song Shi left the underground hall and walked onto the street, the sky was completely dark.

Although the word "black" is not used accurately, the daytime in the Rocal Plain is always dark, and very few missed sunlight penetrates the clouds and falls into the pale and dirty earth below.

“It is reported that Joshua Groden has recently officially announced his participation in the race for the next justice seat. Considering Fubo Energy’s recent failure in the geothermal power plant, we have reason to suspect that Joshua Groden and There is a relationship between the Groden family that goes far beyond what they have shown in the past."

On the canopy wall of the distant building, the host chattered non-stop.

As the only designated contractor of the "Municipal Energy Supply Bureau", [Fubo Energy] has firmly maintained the energy supply for the entire Zhuguang City and clearly marked the price.

Most people living in outer cities are still running around for food and clothing every day, and the money they barely save is not even enough for virtual network fees and various subscription services, let alone wasting it on "turning on the lights."

Except for those factories and office buildings that are open all night, most of the outer city areas will fall into deathly silence after nightfall.

——This sky curtain wall is hung in the fifth district and broadcasts around the clock. It seems incompatible with the surroundings. It is one of the municipal government's public welfare construction projects.

It is said that it was strongly promoted by the mayor.

"Ishua Groden."

Hearing the host's voice floating above, Song Shi raised his head, but the thick ice edges hanging on the edge of the iron eaves blocked his sight. He took another step forward and finally saw the sky curtain wall.

Next to the host, a screen pops up at the right time.

On the podium with guns and cannons pointed at each other, a man in a suit and tie, probably in his forties, looked serious, and the holographic slogan "Speak for personality, fight for others" behind him was extremely eye-catching.

Screen switching.

It was still the same man, standing at the lawyer's table, facing the full view of the court, with an excited expression, as if he was scolding something.

The screen keeps switching.

Most of the scenes are in the court, with factory workers wearing an unsuitable prosthetic leg, homeless people in ragged clothes, and corporate people looking decadent and bruised. Only the man's figure never leaves the lawyer's table, and on his face, He never showed any fear.

Song Shi chewed the name, and he had an impression.

No, it's more of a "familiarity" than an impression.

Because this man was quite famous, he had heard a lot about him in the past few months in Casting Light City.

"The Resistant," Joshua Groden.

He was obviously a member of the Groden family, and had even been awarded the glorious title of "All Man". He should have enjoyed the wonderful life of a super human being, a superior human being, a superior human being, but the other party gave up in a resolute manner. All of the above have turned to the volunteer lawyer industry.

——He even dyed "Groden's" iconic and proud gorgeous red hair brown!

In the past, as the support of "Groden", he had an extremely luxurious job in the judicial industry. Therefore, when he gave up his identity as Groden and became a volunteer lawyer, it was a dimensionality reduction for the latter. The presence of blow.

Facing those low-income people who need lawyer's assistance, Ishua only charges very low remuneration each time, but is willing to spend a lot of energy to work hard for them and do his best to realize the former's demands.

Even if sometimes faced with a complex and huge community of interests composed of companies and courts, Ishua tried his best but could only regretfully declare failure. But at such times, he could usually achieve a less "complete failure" result - —With the identity of "Groden".

After all, although he has announced his separation from the Groden family, the others still do not want to take this risk personally, and are more or less willing to give in a little.

But this "little" concession is enough to make those who have been struggling all day take a deep breath.

Relying on these perseverances, the name "Ishua" has accumulated a great reputation in the past few years. Many people have high hopes for him, thinking that he can change everything now, and maybe he can cast light for the city. Rokal Plains has found a new way out——

"Resistors?" Then, Song Shi sneered: "In order to bring the judiciary under control and regain the monopoly power of the municipal government, Fubo Energy really has a long-term plan and has put in a lot of effort."

Song Shi withdrew his gaze and never looked at it again.

He walked forward, throwing these away casually, and turned to think about what Chakro said not long ago.

No matter how you look at it, "Yao Xing San", the omnic leader who once led the freedom revolution, should have completely fallen.

In these days of contact, although Lapis Lazuli still looked confused about his memory, but according to his own intuition, the other party should be related to "Yao Xing San", but it is unlikely to be the real person.

Even if we put aside our intuition for the moment, just look at Chakoluo’s words - given the opponent’s current status and strength, since he has said the words "die too soon", then Yao Xingsan will not survive. .

If you think about it this way, if you want to find out the identity of Lapis Lazuli, it seems that you can start from the omnics who were around "Yao Xing Three" back then.

The Enlightened Ones should have the information. I'll ask them for a copy later. Just treat it as

Song Shi suddenly stopped.

On the side of the street, which was formed by the solidification of sewage and covered with frost, a skinny boy knelt on the ground and barely closed his palms. Both of his hands were replaced with prosthetic limbs, which were probably the N-hand goods of the black clinic. The mechanical palms of different sizes were closed together, which looked a bit funny.

But there was no funny look on the boy's face.

He knelt on the ground, bowed devoutly to the sky wall in the distance, and prayed for the man on it.

". What are you doing?"

After a long time, when the boy finally finished the simple blessing ceremony and heard the sound of insertion, he was stunned at first, and then he saw the gun on the other side's waist. He subconsciously jumped up and tried to rush into the alley next to him.

A sharp airflow suddenly cut through.

The boy's movements suddenly stagnated. He looked closely and saw a black coin card deeply inserted into the wall in front of him, and the exposed end was still vibrating.

"Let's chat." The other party said briefly.

The boy swallowed his saliva and spoke slowly after a long while.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, or because he was clumsy in speaking, the boy spoke haltingly, but the other party did not say a word, did not interrupt or ask, and waited until the former finished speaking.

"Ishua, a good man." The boy held his teeth and said with a very thick accent: "My mother was exposed to radiation in the energy storage battery factory and became sick. He helped my mother get compensation back. Now she has money! She was cured!"

After saying this, he looked at the person in front of him carefully.

Mainly staring at the other party's hand.

The other party still did not speak, but just raised his head and looked at the sky.

It is difficult to see stars in the city.

The neon forest that sings all night shines into the atmosphere, and the haze formed will brighten the night sky, making it difficult to see those stars that are not bright enough.

In this case, the outer city area is obviously an exception. One of the famous tourist attractions in Zhuguang City is to take a shuttle at night, starting from the inner city, circling the outer city area, lying on the open-air balcony, and admiring the vast and magnificent starry sky.

The stars are bright tonight.

The setting moon was looming in the clouds, and the dim or twinkling stars turned into a long river, like a smooth white satin across the sky, dragging a very long stream, slowly rotating with the wind.

Finally, Song Shi retracted his sight.

He ejected a few data cards with black coins and threw them to the still uneasy other party: "The fifth district will not be peaceful in the future. Take these and take your mother to live in the second district, and then find someone to change hands and find a job for yourself."

"I have already moved to live in the second district." The boy hesitated for a long time before slowly picking up the data card and said: "I came here to deliver goods. Now, I am ready to go home."

Then, the boy said forcefully: "Qimingzhe, used the compensation to help find a good doctor! Yes, a good man! My mother is now working in the beverage assembly factory!"

His voice gradually became smaller, and he raised his head with some fear and looked at the person in front of him.

Because the other party suddenly laughed.

"Ha"

His laughter was quite loud, as if he heard something refreshing and happy.

When the laughter disappeared, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly. He looked around, but he didn't see anyone - just now, in a moment of distraction, the other party disappeared.

He stayed there for a long time, and in anxiety, he picked up the data card, stuffed it tightly into the innermost layer of his clothes, and ran away from the scene in a few steps.