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Chapter 111 The Judge (Part 2)

Ever since he walked out of the box, Ronan didn't feel very good.

After meeting up with Bai Xinyan, the route they were currently taking was exactly the area that the Justice Order's firepower projectile passed through not long ago. Walking in the empty playground, they saw a mess. The ground was everywhere.

The panicked tourists threw down their helmets and equipment, and occasionally encountered corpses destroyed by the huge kinetic energy of ammunition.

The automatic sprinkler equipment above has been turned on, and it is also raining in the amusement park. After the bloody mud, light red blood is flowing under the feet. This situation is difficult for people who have been stuck in the box to imagine.

At least Ronan never thought that he would see such a real situation of Shuanghe.

But at this moment, he had to keep repeating those meaningless words: "Yes, don't worry, I'm fine, it's really fine, I'm with the SWAT police, I'm safe, don't worry..."

The person who was talking to him was Mo Qiu, who was so frightened that his legs were weak outside. When Ronan led the special police to re-enter the Frost River Realm, he did not stop him because he was considering that Ronan knew the police officer, and if he could fight

It is easier to intercede for Mo Peng and the others by having a good relationship. Unexpectedly, ten minutes after entering, news of a terrorist attack first came out in the amusement park, and the special police officers were knocked down. Then there was loud gunfire, and the whole Shuanghe River was in full swing.

The situation exploded.

Mo Qiu and others were taken to the outskirts by the chaotic flow of people. They wanted to contact Ronan, but no one answered. At that time, he was shocked out of his body. Later, he considered making continuous calls under special circumstances.

, may bring trouble to Ronan, who is in a dilemma for a while and almost goes crazy from torture.

Finally, while Ronan was moving from the box, he noticed the missed call on his bracelet and dialed it, which finally allowed Mo Qiu's burning chest to cool down. Once a person's pressure is released, he will inevitably chatter a little bit.

Ronan patiently had a few rounds with Mo Qiu, and he learned some about the outside situation.

After the arrival of the so-called "terrorist attack", the police set up a blockade outside the Shuanghe Reality and evacuated the surrounding citizens. People thought that the police would quickly rush into the Shuanghe Reality to control the situation. But who would have thought that they would gather

After hundreds of people arrived, the police still hesitated to move forward on the outside. They only sent some combat robots, drones and the like to enter, and occasionally rescued a few citizens trapped inside, or carried out a few bodies.

Other than that, the corpse showed no movement, which caused dissatisfaction among many people.

When Ronan heard the police's handling, he nodded: "Well, that's right..."

Currently, the Frost River Realm is enveloped by the power of the Justice Order's "Word of the Ringed Snake." Any living creature entering the area may become a "snake's nest" and instead become a source of assistance to the opponent. The police are obviously influenced by this approach.

Guidance.

Mo Qiu didn't understand: "Nanzi?"

Ronan couldn't explain this kind of thing to Mo Qiu, so he only said: "Mo Peng and the others have been taken to the police station, right? It's safer that way. Third brother, you and Senior Sister Xiaolin, Senior Sister Tian and others should evacuate quickly.

The further away the better. I just heard internal news that these violent terrorists may be carrying weapons of large-scale destruction..."

"ah?!"

"Don't talk nonsense like that." Xue Weilun heard Ronan talking nonsense there and quickly stopped him.

Ronan made an apologetic gesture to him and continued to explain to Mo Qiu: "I will follow the special police and may evacuate from other directions. You don't need to worry about me, just walk farther away... Also, this matter

It’s better not to tell your family yet.”

"Do you think it's possible?" Mo Qiu finally smiled bitterly, "Now the media cameras all over the world are facing you."

"..."

Ronan ended the communication with Mo Qiu, but he couldn't help but imagine the rescue and corpse-carrying situation that Mo Qiu mentioned. The indescribable uncomfortable feeling came over again, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

When Xue Weilun saw that he had finished the call, he came over and reminded him again: "Ronan, you are an 'expert', yes, but your relatives are not, and their tolerance is different. You can't guarantee that he will not spread the word outside and be used by others."

…”

Ronan just wanted Mo Qiu to pay attention and evacuate quickly, and comparing the "words of the ringed snake" to a weapon of large-scale destruction was not too outrageous. However, Xue Weilun was an elder, so he said so, Ronan

It should also be well-behaved.

Xue Weilun only said this out of professional habit. In fact, after seeing Ronan demonstrate the magical method of "graphic body protection", he inevitably had some scruples when thinking about this young man's "expert" status.

At this time, seeing that Ronan was still able to maintain the respect of a younger generation and that he was well-educated, the inherent impression of Ronan as a "drug-taking family" was diluted a lot, and accordingly he also developed some good feelings.

Xue Weilun didn't want to leave any stereotype on his son's best friend, so he happened to have some unanswered questions, so he solved them all. He stretched out his hand and drew two strokes on the half-covered void shape on his chest, and visible light waves rippled in the air.

This group of graphics was slightly distorted and then restored to its original appearance.

"This graphic can prevent that kind of mental shock, right? How long can it last? What is it called?"

"Gestalt, uncle, just call it that." Ronan smiled, "To say that it prevents mental shock is a bit flattering. It can only be said to avoid those mental disturbances. If there is a direct impact, there is a buffer

opportunity and allow time to react.”

Saying this, looking at the chests of the people around him, all blessed by his Gestalt, Ronan felt a little more comfortable, and his voice was much clearer: "As for how long it will last - as long as I stand here, there will be no

question."

"Classmate Ronan, are you sure there's nothing wrong with you?"

Before Ronan could finish his words, someone next to him spoke. The emphasis fell on the second word "you", which meant something. The person who spoke was Bai Xinyan.

Ever since the group of people followed the retreat route, the medical doctor had been looking down at his bracelet, as if he was looking up information, turning a blind eye to everything around him. Now he finally opened his mouth, but it seemed like he was trying to make trouble.

"Ms. Bai..." Ronan was half-sentenced, and suddenly became speechless, because at this time Bai Xinyan came closer, stretched out her arm, half pressed and half hugged him, put her arm around his shoulders, and walked forward like this, her posture was ambiguous, attracting

Many people nearby looked at him sideways.

Ronan knew that Bai Xinyan probably didn't mean that, but he was wrapped in Bai Xinyan's arms and their bodies were close to each other. He felt the indescribable softness on his shoulders and back, but his body still stiffened unconsciously.

"Light touch passes."

"Well?"

Next, Bai Xinyan not only held his shoulders, but also used her other hand to gently pull his neck, looking behind his ears and on the side of his neck. The warmth from her fingertips seeped into Ronan's skin, and Ronan's blood vessels

The beating of the nerves was also fed back through her fingertips.

(There is only one update today, and the next update will be around 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Last month, my character was ruined, and I was punished by God during the holidays. I worked overtime and got stuck, and the fat woman had a problem at work, and it became a mess. I dare not say anything anymore.

Get your rhythm back first)


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