I am the former civilized hero.

Chapter 229: You, the nun, are a bit shy

"Lower your head."

Ryan said this as he pressed Pado's little head against the wall and restrained all energy reactions.

A white-haired masked man walked out of the sanatorium. The gangsters guarding the door immediately spotted him. Before they could react, he was slapped in the face and thrown dozens of meters away along with his car.

Direct, brutal, and rough, accompanied by a loud explosion, Pado fell directly to the ground, as if she had met her natural enemy, scared to death.

"This is really Qianjie's style. He is not going to massacre Dusk Street." Ryan's mouth twitched. 99% of the people in Dusk Street deserved to die. He would not show any mercy. It's just that the plan needs a balance point.

We have to let Qianjie jump out to attract attention, but we can't let him die. After all, the current Fire Moth is capable of killing him. Those upper-level fusion warriors are not necessarily much weaker than Ying, and there are quite a lot of them.

Fortunately, after the crowd was dispersed by the slap, no other fighting sounds were heard, which proved that Qianjie was not looking for revenge.

"He's gone?" Padu lay on the wall, slowly sticking out half of her head, looking so cowardly that it made people laugh.

"Well, why are you hiding? Even if you are discovered, he can't beat me."

"I don't believe it. You can't hit a person and a car that far with one slap."

You are so naive. What’s the difference between you and a little kid competing to see who can pee farther?

Ryan was too lazy to explain. He squatted behind the wall and waited for a few minutes before standing up. It seemed that Qianjie had gone far away, but no one knew where he had gone. If he used his authority to detect him, there was a high probability that he would be discovered.

Once discovered, Dusk Street would be gone for sure. I would either kill him or be killed by him.

"This is the most troublesome thing. I have fought with him before. His reputation is not hatred, but at least it is cold."

Dealing with Qianjie is neither difficult nor easy. For example, if you beat him, you can talk to him nicely. But the problem is that now it is not just the feud between Ryan and Qianjie, there are two other groups of people watching nearby.

"At least it's confirmed that it's him. Should we stage a hero saving hero drama? No, Qianjie is hot-tempered but not stupid. Besides, the two high-level fusion warriors sent by the Fire Moth may not be his match."

Ryan muttered quietly, thinking that it would be beneficial to expose Qianjie this time, as it would allow those hiding in the dark to realize the seriousness of the situation.

A pseudo-heresy who chooses 25 and an unknown powerful being whose depth is unfathomable, the two have established a connection. This seems like big news no matter how you look at it.

There are limited upper-level fusion warriors, unless more advanced combat power arrives!

"Hey, he actually went out." Pado didn't know what Ryan was mumbling, and said subconsciously: "It looks like he is going to the port. It's strange, he shouldn't go out."

"How do you know he doesn't go out normally?"

"If such a scary guy walked on the street, I would have discovered him long ago and put him on the list of 'people you absolutely cannot approach.'" Padu patted his chest, looking like he was a coward.

After hearing her say this, Ryan came to his senses, looked at the quiet nursing home, was silent for a moment, and decided to take a gamble.

"Just wait here, I'll go in."

"Hey, aren't you afraid of that guy fishing?"

"So it's a big gamble, and sometimes you just have to follow your instinct."

Time was running out, so Ryan didn't say much. He jumped off the roof under Pado's worried eyes, and without any disguise, he walked along the road to the sanatorium.

In fact, this is the best time. Qianjie is not here, and the people who are monitoring have not been killed. There is not a single person to be seen in the sanatorium, which is originally located in a remote area.

Ryan stepped through the gate and saw a neatly manicured garden with many unknown flowers blooming and beautiful butterflies flying among them.

Children were playing games on the lawn, old people were basking in the sun quietly on the benches, and several young people were wiping the sculpture in the center of the garden, which was a nun with her fingers crossed in prayer and a kind look on her face.

It was a peaceful scene in early autumn, but Ryan frowned, feeling something strange in the scene.

It's so weird, these people are like deaf people, they didn't hear the gunshots and explosions.

He even saw the bullet holes on the statue caused by stray bullets. They were not only deaf but also blind, as if the battle just now had nothing to do with them.

Ryan felt like he was watching a movie, isolated in two worlds, outside and inside the screen, and instinctively tensed his muscles.

"Are you here seeking asylum, too?"

A soft, gentle, yet soul-stirring voice sounded from behind. Ryan paused, as if the voice had grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He slowly loosened his clenched fists, turned around slowly, and saw a nun who was both holy and charming.

Her figure could be ranked the best among the people Ryan knew. The modified nun's uniform seemed to cover everything and yet seemed to cover nothing. Her plump thighs, the peaks that seemed to be about to burst out, and the pure blue eyes made people think of a famous saying.

It's very sexy when naked, but it will be even more sexy with a layer of gauze between them. If it is paired with a bit of purity, it will be even more sexy.

The nun is walking on the edge, intensifying the temptation with a kind of haziness.

Ryan took a deep breath and felt that the nun in front of him could only be described as "an angel and a devil merged into one", but he controlled his expression very well.

"Aponya, is this a good thing you did?"

The nun's azure pupils shrank slightly. She didn't expect the secret to be revealed directly. However, after a brief surprise, she became calm.

"It seems that I was right to let Qianjie go. Can you tell me why you are here, Miss Unknown?"

For a moment, Ryan had a strange feeling, a feeling that could not be seen, touched or described, and his red pupils became sharp.

Like mind control, but more than just mind control, is this the power of her "discipline"? No, Aponya hasn't become a fusion warrior yet, and her abilities haven't been enhanced, but this alone is amazing.

"Is this a talent you were born with?"

"Well, I can easily convince others, but I can't succeed every time." Abonya was as calm as autumn water and had no qualms about revealing her secrets.

It seems that this is the prototype of "discipline".

Ryan relaxed a little. He had never come to Dusk Street because he was afraid of Abonya's ability, even though this person was very kind.

"So you 'convinced' them too?"

"Well, even if there is any trouble, they can't do anything. Life is about to come to an end, so why worry about it? It is better to choose to ignore it and spend the rest of your life quietly." The nun showed a compassionate expression.

Ryan stared at her and sighed after a while: "Aponya, I have two things to tell you."

"Please speak."

"First, I'm a man, and second--" Ryan looked at the harmonious scene in the garden. He did not feel happy, but felt cold all over.

"I know you did this out of good intentions, but kindness is not necessarily a good thing. If you think too much of others, the end result will not be very good."

"Why would kindness be wrong?" Aponiya was not angry, but just looked like asking for advice.

"Because extreme goodness can also lead to extreme evil." Ryan said this, turned around, walked into the garden, and found a bench to sit down.

Extreme good brings extreme evil?

Abonia stood quietly in the garden like a sculpture, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. Although these words did not enter her heart, they still attracted her attention because the visitor was too special.

He was like a moving mist, unable to sense his own destiny. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, so special that he must take it seriously.

The autumn wind blew up her veil and hair. She smoothed them down slightly and sat quietly on the bench.

The two people who were supposed to be discussing a deal didn't say anything. They just looked at the noisy garden and the curious eyes of the children.

A ball rolled over, and Aponya leaned over to pick it up and threw it back.

"Thank you, Mother Aponya!"

"Be careful, don't fall." The nun touched his head and shouted to the man repairing the sculpture, "Dav, you can prepare lunch. Please don't go to the corridor on the first floor. It hasn't been cleaned yet."

"Okay, ma'am."

Ryan just watched coldly from the side, and did not find any sense of accomplishment or desire for control, let alone disguise and arrogance. This nun was just doing what she thought was right and was kind to everyone.

'That's why he was called a hero rather than a devil. He was a typical example of someone who meant well but ended up doing bad things. Later, he found that his fate could not be changed, and he became an extreme pessimist.'

In just a short while, Ryan had a general idea that the paradise of the past was the final destination of the heroes. At least Abonia was not so dangerous now.

She is just a nun who is born with special abilities and is too kind.

"I'm sorry, I was delayed by the matter at the sanatorium." At this time, Aponiya sat back down and said in a gentle tone, "You came specially, it must be something important."

"It's not important, or the most important thing has already been done."

"what?"

"I want to get in touch with you and see what kind of person you are." Ryan glanced at her and said slowly, "I am very satisfied with the result, but there is one thing I am very curious about. What kind of future do you perceive?"

You even know this?

Aponia obviously hesitated for a moment, and after thinking for two seconds, he opened his mouth and said, "Destruction. Dusk Street will be completely destroyed, and there will be no living creatures left."

"Destroyed by what?"

"Sorry, it's just a vague feeling. No one can see fate clearly."

Can't you see it clearly? Oh, only after becoming a fusion warrior can you see the line of fate clearly, otherwise if you really have such a bug ability, you won't be squatting in Dusk Street.

Ryan quickly figured out the key and asked, "Since you know it's destruction, do you want to stay and die?"

"I don't yearn for death, to be honest..." The nun put her hands on her chest, a holy expression on her face.

"I'm waiting for you."

Chapter 230 You'll know if you try it

wait for me?

Ryan didn't feel a trace of ambiguity. Instead, the tone sounded like a sacred mission, which made people unconsciously become serious.

"Aponia can see the lines of fate. She must not be strong enough at this stage. She must know I am coming, but she doesn't know who is coming."

Borrowing the consciousness of the 'prophet', the answer is not difficult to guess, but the question arises again, the future that Abonya sees will definitely come true no matter how hard he struggles.

This thing is a bit like the choice at the gate of destiny. You can see the destination, and no matter how you interfere in the middle, the train will eventually arrive at the station.

But what does the destruction of Dusk Street have to do with me? Besides, isn’t the purpose of pioneering the path to change the destination?

Ryan suddenly became excited and found that Aponia had a very good compatibility with him. If he could change the destination she saw, the rewards in his fate would be huge.

"But after seeing you, this premonition disappeared and became vague, as if covered with a thick fog."

Abonya also murmured in her heart. After experiencing countless failures in changing her destiny, she actually liked this hazy feeling.

But she didn't say it. If everything remained unchanged behind the fog, it would be meaningless. Why would she expose a trump card in vain?

"You want to prevent this outcome?" Ryan came back to his senses.

"Well, I want to try again, but it's hard."

"I know it's difficult. Once the destination is determined, no matter how you change it, coincidences will make it return to its original path." Ryan frowned, slowly stood up, pointed to the courtyard and said, "For example, if I ask you to evacuate these people, they will encounter coincidences such as ship delays, robbers blocking them, etc., and they will still stay here and die in the end."