I am the former civilized hero.

"I know, I look down on them too, but if we kill them, the Fire Moth will disintegrate."

"Look at what you said. I didn't do anything. The choice is theirs. From the beginning to the end, I just wanted to talk to them. These people are hiding something and dare not see me."

Ryan's tone didn't change at all, and he sounded a little unreasonable, but as he said, he just wanted to talk.

But the parliamentarians were afraid of his arrogance and domineering behavior. Carius did not want to give him a way out and the religious faction would fan the flames.

No one believed that Ryan was just here to talk, just as Ryan himself didn't believe it.

The two men stared at each other for several minutes before Coleman sighed and looked away. At least from his perspective, Ryan did nothing wrong.

Isn't it just a question? Find a group of fusion warriors to watch him. He might not be able to kill people suddenly. If that doesn't work, we can talk somewhere else.

Why did the commander-in-chief want to stir up conflicts? With his wisdom, he should have known that Ryan would not give in.

Coleman felt that the situation was very complicated and lowered his voice further: "Dr. Mei is in their hands. She is your friend. If she is gone, how will you explain to Kevin?"

"Don't worry about that. I've already arranged it."

"But......"

Ryan raised his hand to shut him up, and gently picked up the cup: "No need to say more, go back and report, either the parliament revokes the order, or talk to me."

"You want to start a war? Forget it. I know you are strong, but the Fire Moth is fully prepared. Even if you use all your strength..."

"Wait." Ryan interrupted him again and raised his head. There was only coldness behind the slightly reflective lenses.

"Major, have you ever seen my full strength?!"

Chapter 266 The Strongest of All Fusion Warriors!

Coleman left, just following orders, without leaving any harsh words. Ryan's expression remained unchanged. He took the untouched cup of coffee and glanced out the window.

There are traces of snipers on the rooftop. Several patrol police cars have circled the building more than ten times without anyone noticing to change positions. The intelligence department's professional capabilities have not improved at all.

Ryan wasn't pretending to be cool, he just wanted to draw all the attention to himself so that Sakura would have the chance to act.

"Even if I still have some sense, I don't have time to wait for you to come up with a conclusion."

He slowly finished his coffee, then slowly stood up, thinking that it was about time.

Including Kevin, all the people on Ryan's hill will be mobilized, but they will not fight with the Fire Moths. Instead, they will be on guard at the periphery to prevent the Herrscher from taking the opportunity to attack.

You have to fight, but you can't just fight. It really tests one's ability.

“Welcome next time.”

The handsome waitress bowed at the door and happily accepted the tip, while the gentleman in her eyes, who was quite elegant, walked out of the store and disappeared into the alley full of neon lights.

Ah, that's not a place for a gentleman like you to go.

The waiter was about to remind him, but Ryan's back had disappeared. He had to wipe the bills and thought he had seen the wrong person today.

The sky gradually darkened, and the cold autumn wind blew up fallen leaves and garbage. Ryan seemed not to notice the scantily clad women and drunkards on both sides, and walked forward aimlessly.

The noisy bar streets, the damp slums, the rusty iron districts where the Honkai patients are hiding...

At this time, Ryan didn't have the heart to lament the darkness behind the bright city. He walked straight forward and just pushed away the people who came up to steal, making them run away crawling as if they had seen a ghost.

Gradually, the flashing street lights stopped appearing and the streets became more dangerous for people.

This is an abandoned freight terminal. The sea water hits the embankment and the air is filled with the smell of rust.

Firewood was burning in an old oil barrel. A group of strong men with tattoos on their faces and guns and knives were warming themselves around the fire. When they saw Ryan come in in a neat suit, they were all a little confused.

The style of the painting is inconsistent. Someone dressed like Ryan should be sitting in a spacious and bright office building. Why would he run to such a dark and stinking ditch?

Things seemed a little strange, and they hesitated for a moment. Seeing Ryan still walking inside, they finally couldn't help but surrounded him.

"This is not a place for you, kid."

His way was blocked, and Ryan slowly raised his head and took a look at his surroundings, only to find that he had actually plunged into the most chaotic West District.

It seems that Chaos is very obsessed with me.

Ryan felt both amused and confused. He actually hadn't been thinking about anything or looking at anything just now. He was just taking a walk after dinner to empty his mind. He might have dived into the sea. As a result, in this state of emptiness, he actually walked into the most chaotic area.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question."

The burly man was roaring, his saliva almost splashing on Ryan's face, which made him a little annoyed. He wanted to wave his hand to knock him out, but suddenly his eyebrows raised.

There was a red circle drawn on the dirty leather jacket of the burly man in front of him, and Ryan suddenly remembered what happened at Pado's house.

That was a lot of contraband that Padu had stolen. He just glanced at the list and memorized the delivery location.

"Hey, it's fate."

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you crazy?" The black man cursed, with veins bulging on his neck, looking very scary.

"I say, we are really destined to meet. We can end up in your red circle just by walking around randomly." Ryan showed a gentle smile, which was indeed inconsistent with the style of these vulgar people.

Seeing that the other party had directly exposed his identity, the black man felt a little proud, but also a little confused: "Who are you in? Why are you coming to our territory?"

"Nothing. By the way, I am a Shura man."

What is Shurado? I've never heard of this gang appearing in New York.

Another doubt appeared in my mind, and then my thoughts returned to nothingness.

Paji.

The sudden explosion of air was like thousands of sharp blades, tearing the people surrounding Ryan into pieces, just like a large pot of ketchup suddenly bursting and painting the entire alley bright red.

The pointed leather shoes stepped on the slippery minced meat. The gentleman-like man glanced at the frightened gang members in the distance. The high concentration of ice powder mixed with blood and rust was really disgusting.

"If you want to do it, you have to give them an excuse and use your blood to light the fuse—"

"Just give it a try."

......

"Alpha 1 reports, target has taken action."

"He is killing innocent citizens very quickly. There are already fifty victims."

The soldiers monitoring at the commanding heights immediately noticed something unusual and tensed their muscles. The elegant doctor of physics described in the intelligence seemed to have turned into a devilish rabid dog.

He hunted everyone and tore every target to pieces. In his hands, humans were like fragile glass. The slightest touch would shatter them into pieces, leaving only scarlet liquid all over the ground.

Blood gushed out from the arms warehouse and overflowed from the ice powder workshop, mixing together like a scarlet stream, slowly flowing into the sewer.

There was silence on the communicator until the target entered a building with a red circle painted on it, and the order finally came through with a rustling sound.

"It is speculated that the target has mental problems and is going berserk. According to the order of the Supreme Resolution Council, we are carrying out the suppression mission before the disaster escalates. The use of lethal force is permitted."

"I repeat, the target is extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, and the use of deadly force is permitted."

In fact, there was no need for headquarters to remind them, as everyone involved in the mission looked nervous, even though some fusion warriors felt that these insects were not innocent citizens at all.

But Ryan's destructive power is too great. If he really has a mental problem and the problem spreads to the city center, it will be troublesome. This kind of killing is horrible.

It is not uncommon for fusion warriors to go berserk, and it is extremely deadly here and now.

"Alpha Group received."

"The sword of punishment is received."

"The battle begins, the battle begins!"

The will to fight spread, and the invisible electric waves suddenly surged dozens of times. Few people in this world could refuse, and few wanted to concentrate on dealing with Ryan. Most of the soldiers were trying to complete the order, so at least the reason was reasonable now.

it has started.

Ryan stood in an office covered in ketchup, with two broken human heads hanging on the wall and hundreds of kilograms of ice powder spread on the carpet like crystal gravel.

The electric waves suddenly surged, which was too obvious for Ryan, who possessed the power of thunder. He dropped the hideous corpse in his hand and gently closed his eyes.

He didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but his actions were too cruel and too fast. It was understandable that Fire Moth took precautions, but -

"I didn't betray humanity. I was just enforcing justice."

The moonlight shone in through the hole and fell on Ryan, who was in a suit and tie, like a spotlight on the stage, while the man closed his eyes and stretched out his right hand.

Longyin.

With a clench of his hand, the silver-white flute turned into a two-meter-long Bu-shaped halberd. The narrow spear and the horizontal groove reflected the white moonlight. The elegance disappeared in an instant, and a general opened his eyes.

boom--

The Honkai energy beam cannon evaporated the wall, and Ryan appeared on the roof in a flash. He stood solemnly with a halberd in his hand, his slightly old white coat fluttering in the wind. With the lights of thousands of homes in New York as the background, he looked quietly at what was in front of him.

The dilapidated roofs, abandoned containers and the tops of cranes were densely packed with people. Some of them gathered in small teams, while others occupied one area alone.

The sea was sparkling with waves, and a heavy mecha nearly ten meters high broke out of the sea.

There were many people coming, but they had not lost their minds and did not send ordinary soldiers to die.

Ryan took a quick glance and didn't bother to care whether the higher-ups were afraid that the situation would get out of control, because the force in front of him was terrifying enough.

There were three high-ranking fusion warriors led by Coleman, three members of the Sword of Punishment team led by Vinal, the special reaction force, the Unicorn mecha squadron, and ordinary reinforced soldiers who could only block the scene from the outside.

It's a big scene, but it's not enough. The Fire Moths still have enough cards reserved to deal with emergencies. If something really cannot be done, they can just kill all the Fire Moth councilors and put the blame on me.

The believers can do this kind of shit, and so can Carius.

The sky was filled with the noise of propellers, but it seemed extremely quiet to both sides.

Even though one side has thousands of troops, it is still the most elite force of the Fire Moth, and it is more than enough to defeat the Herrscher.

One side is alone, but like a god of war, ready to face any challenger at any time.

Damn, this pose is so cool, all it needs is a unique soundtrack.

Coleman hid in the dark and looked at Ryan suspiciously. Seeing that he had no expression on his face, he cursed inwardly and turned to look at the pair of girls behind him.

They were wearing identical white shirts and plaid skirts, with waist-length black hair and neat bangs that revealed two identical pretty faces. They looked like a pair of pretty twin high school students, the only difference being their eye color.

But their giant arm armor, chainsaws and meteor hammers add a bit of hideousness to this ordinary purity.

"Anna, Isa, I don't think Dr. Ryan looks crazy. Is there something wrong?"

Coleman asked as he crossed his guns and leaned back with a serious look.

"Major, I would be happier if you could add a military rank or the number cm008." Anna, with red pupils, frowned and said.

"You want to learn from Dr. Ryan? Give up. Your genital face is disgusting. You don't look like a master at all." Isa, with dull purple eyes, shook her head, looking nauseated.