They knew that Ronan's current injuries were mostly caused by "secret skill backlash" and had little to do with their methods. But this did not affect Black Beetle's good mood.
After returning to the viewing platform, his tense face relaxed for the first time, and he smiled hissingly at the bracelet: "Snake language, beautiful snake language, I love you to death, keep going, keep going! It looks better if you smash it. Of commemorative value.”
A hoarse male voice came out through the external speaker of the bracelet: "Don't get close to snake talk, it's me. Next, destroy the wall building and smash the outer wall. How about it?"
"Tank, I love you too!"
Black Beetle was overly excited and his mouth was very greasy. At the same time, he glanced sideways at Ronan and did not hide his pleasure: "Oh, I'm sorry. I also know that this trick is a bit childish, but I can't help it. It's effective, especially when you look at it. That face of yours is the expression I want!"
Ronan didn't say anything, but Xue Lei couldn't help but yelled: "You bitch and scum, if you dare, let's confront you head on, and I'll smash your head with three punches."
The black beetle's gloomy eyes turned around, and he grinned, his red tongue and white teeth deep in the dark, and said, "That's really unfortunate, I'm not interested now. I just feel it's a pity..."
Soon, the black beetle's gaze changed, and it pierced Ronan's face like a poisonous dart: "It's a pity that the 'six ears' broke down today, otherwise we could have a live broadcast to see how well the tanks can demolish houses. Oh, I forgot, A wristband is also fine, and the network in Yundu Shuiyi is relatively stable."
Ronan breathed out softly, stretched out his hand to hold down Xue Lei, who was about to explode, leaned back against the protective glass, and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop fussing, what do you want to know?"
"Oh oh oh, finally I know how to respond."
When Black Beetle saw that Ronan had given in, how could he not know that he had found a weak point and that success was imminent? Then I felt a cool breath coming down from my head, which was already refreshing to the very top of my heart. But even so, the embarrassing experience on the 141st floor was still a crater, making noise in my heart.
Not enough, not enough!
Black Beetle stopped making any sound, and slowly smoothed the tie on his hand, put it back on his neck, folded it left and right, and made gestures back and forth. During this period, there was always a dull sound of banging on the wall from the bracelet loudspeaker.
Even with Ronan holding him down, Xue Lei was so angry that he jumped on his feet: "You bastard, you are here to destroy people!"
Black Beetle laughed dumbly: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning. It's such a big building. If you don't smash it for an hour or two, you won't see the effect... Ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, Black Beetle suddenly couldn't close his mouth, and the subsequent sound was stuck in his throat, uh uh uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uuuuuuuu, no matter what, it couldn't be topped up, no matter what, Black Beetle couldn't close its mouth suddenly.
During this process, his face turned red, green, and purple, as if an invisible demonic hand had covered his mouth and nose. The air inside and outside was cut off, and a feeling of suffocation overwhelmed his whole body. Then came the pain that I had experienced before when a sharp needle penetrated my brain. My eyes were black and red again, my nerves reacted disorderly, and my whole limbs were stiff and still trembling.
Ronan's voice was like a cool breeze, passing by my ears: "You didn't make a 'fuse'? It's really unfortunate."
Black Beetle struggled in pain, his eyes almost protruding from his sockets. He tried hard to activate his extraordinary power, but for some unknown reason, the mental shock he received this time was ten times more violent than the last time, and the aftermath of the shock lingered. He tried hard, but he could only touch his fancy tie, and he grabbed it hard, making it difficult for him to move forward.
Above the Haitian Lake, the informant shouted loudly: "Mr. Ronan, please don't act too aggressively, we can have a good talk!"
As soon as the shouts subsided, the informant saw Ronan's head turn towards him, and when he touched the pair of blood-red eyes, he felt a slight chill in his heart.
Ronan whispered: "What is extreme? Me or him?"
The informant adjusted his mood and said with a forced smile: "We don't need to be so intense. This is just a routine investigation. You see, I didn't hurt this beauty even a hair from beginning to end. I was just joking. It’s a bit of a scare, isn’t it?”
"Then smash my mother's masterpiece."
"That is……"
Ronan lowered his head slightly, his body movements were full of fatigue, and he was organizing words: "Black Beetle does not have the attitude to communicate with me normally. In fact, until now, I don't know what you want to do? You can only fight and kill, Insult and damage.”
The informant cursed in his mind, both Ronan and Black Beetle. He had watched the series of conflicts from beginning to end. Ronan's "unknown" statement was definitely nonsense. However, it was an indisputable fact that Black Beetle prioritized "revenge" before "obtaining information."
In fact, the informant himself also admires Black Beetle's behavior pattern. On this point, the two of them have something in common. In the final analysis, they didn't take Ronan seriously at first. They just thought that after taking good protection, they would be able to catch a half-year-old child who was half-disabled and acted too recklessly.
Evil causes produce evil consequences, and you have to swallow them in the end.
The advantage of the Informant over the Black Beetle is that it is more flexible. He knew that he had to change his method, and after discussing it with the rear, he showed a sunny smile:
"Mr. Ronan, we are also members of the association. I believe we can have a calm communication. On the gear side, I have asked them to stop. If the communication goes smoothly, not only will they withdraw as soon as possible, but they will also send the best personnel afterwards. The engineering team restored all the damage to its original state and offered a compensation of one million yuan. Are you satisfied with this sincerity?"
Ronan didn't respond or refuse.
The maneuvering line consciously changed course successfully, and his smile became brighter: "Mr. Ronan, we both show sincerity, look at the black beetle..."
Ronan's mouth moved: "Does he affect our communication?"
The informant was slightly startled, but the smile on his face remained the same: "No, it doesn't matter."
"Ho, ho!"
It is true that Black Beetle's body was stiff, but his mind was still awake, and his ears and eyes were still functioning. All the informant's words fell on his ears. This almost made his heart burst. He tried his best to twist his body, but under the mental impact, he lost his sense of balance. Instead of twisting around, he fell down and his face hit the ground hard.
Now that the informant had made up his mind, he didn't even glance over there. He only muttered in his heart whether the "fuse" in his hand really worked.
At this time, Ronan had already spoken: "Tell me, what do you want to know?"
The informant calmed down, counted the time, and spoke a series of words with a smile: "On the evening of October 7, in the Shuanghe Reality on Fudong Avenue in the city center, the Xiacheng Branch of the Association had a conflict with the Justice Order. The conflict. Later, branch president Ouyang Chen intervened and established the so-called 'logical world'. From that point on, many things were unclear, which was detrimental to the General Assembly's ability to restore the truth of the matter and provide justice to everyone..."
Ronan also laughed: "You should ask President Ouyang."
"One person is private and two are public. It is difficult to accept one-sided testimony. And we learned from special channels that Mr. Ronan, by chance, entered the 'logical world' through an out-of-body way. It is very important. witnesses. So we want to ask..."
"What special channel?" Ronan was curious.
The informant finally turned cold and said: "Mr. Ronan, after all, this is an investigation by the Federation. I hope everyone can correct their attitude and stop making trouble and causing consequences that no one wants to see!"
Ronan nodded and stopped interrupting: "Ask."
The informant stared at Ronan's face and said in a deep voice: "We want to know what you saw in the logic world. Narrowing the scope a little, what did Ouyang Chen do? What did An Weng of the Justice Order do? Why is it so Do it? He disappeared later, where did he go? "
"There are a lot of things I don't know here..."
"Tell me everything you know!"
"This is going to be long."
"Mr. Ronan!" The informant took a deep breath, and put more force on Tian Si's neck with her fingers in a venting manner, using her painful struggle to show her mood, "Since we all know that it will be very time-consuming, why? Wouldn’t it be more neat?”
In fact, at this time, Xue Lei was eager to try, but was stopped again.
Ronan leaned against the protective glass, pondered for a while, and said: "If you want to know what An Weng did at that time, you must understand what the 'logical world' created by President Ouyang is."
The informant's voice rose: "Mr. Luo, our time is precious!"
Before he finished speaking, instructions came from the rear: "Let him continue. This information is very valuable."
The informant's face twitched and he instantly switched to a smile: "So, please be concise and to the point."
Ronan ignored the change of expression on the other side and focused on organizing his words. After a few seconds, he said: "If the spiritual level is regarded as countless layers of fluttering curtains..."
The informant secretly yelled "Crap" and had to interrupt again: "It is recognized by the world that the spiritual level is divided into 'three belts, one area and one area'. Where did your countless layers come from?"
Ronan stopped talking, raised his eyelids, and turned his blood-red eyes towards the informant. He might not be able to see clearly, but he maintained this posture until the informant felt that he was an incorrigible bastard.
The informant's eyelids twitched: "Mr. Luo?"
Ronan kept his eyes open for too long, and his eye sockets were burning with pain, so he simply closed his eyes again and breathed evenly. After five or six seconds, he said: "Through the 'Format Theory' created by my grandfather, observing the spiritual world is like that. Do you need me to explain what Format Theory is?"
"Well……"
"The interrelationship between the three-fold format of self, society, and heaven and earth should be easier for people with abilities to understand. I remember that President Ouyang made some expositions on self-logic and secular logic. You are not so stubborn that you know nothing about it. Do you know?"
Four or five new concepts popped up one after another, which made the operator a little confused. Fortunately, he quickly received instructions from the rear to correct the topic: "We can postpone the theory class. Now you can describe it directly: First, you What does the logical world we know look like? Secondly, what is the result of An Weng in the logical world."
"Then there's no need to describe it as a curtain."
Ronan raised his head slightly and put on the posture of recalling: "Logic world? Now think about it, it is probably a temporary production line formed by forcibly dismantling part of the structure and splicing it together in the pattern of heaven and earth. In terms of composition, it is part of the pattern of heaven and earth, and The rules are based on self-patterning, temporarily bringing the pattern of heaven and earth into the scope of self-patterning, and using small gears to drive large gears. The coupling structure here is really exquisite."
"..."
Format is your sister! Gear, your mother!
The informant felt that his understanding had been insulted, and he wanted to strangle Tian Si's neck immediately, but as soon as he turned away from this thought, Ronan's voice floated over:
"It seems like you don't understand?"
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