Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 209 Let you see how powerful I, Adam, am!

The crimson moonlight fell on the shabby streets of the East District.

The dim and flickering light of the street lights illuminated a bright and beautiful figure.

This figure has blond hair and golden eyes, and is well-dressed. He wears a monocle, and there is an indescribable aura of nobility in his movements, which makes him look out of place with his surroundings.

This person is Ron.

"This is no different from before!"

With a sigh in his heart, the blond boy suddenly remembered the scene where he had just escaped from the spirit world.

The East End is no different now than it was two and a half months ago.

Moving his short legs and pushing up his monocle, the blond boy walked into a park.

There are materials affected by 0-08 left here.

"where is your family?"

However, this lady, who looked a little bit worse than Leonard, suddenly turned red, as if she had encountered a life-or-death enemy.

To be honest, as a great being, running errands in person is a very unqualified thing, and it is also the basis and reason for the two dogs in the body to laugh at him crazily.

"Why did you come to get this?"

But in the early days of starting a business, everyone knew it, and in Backlund, he didn’t have many subordinates.

The trainee inspector still did not lower his defenses, and still locked the blond boy with the red light of his gun, who was "too scared to move."

"Are you the contact person for that traitor Albert Finney!?"

Sighing, he decided to do more of this immoral behavior in the future.

"Ah~"

She took two deep breaths to calm down, and when she saw that the blond boy didn't resist, she immediately stepped forward.

The muzzle of this revolver glowed with a faint red light and was locked directly on Ron, providing a useless deterrent.

"It seems that I should catch a big fish!"

"What's your name?"

"Hold your head with your hands and squat down slowly. Don't think that because you are a child, I won't dare to do anything!"

"Ms. Officer, I just want to pick up my things. There is no need to point a gun at me, right?"

Ron looked at the Extraordinary who was wearing the uniform of a trainee inspector, with chestnut hair pulled up high, sharp brown eyes, and a soft hat of the same style, and pushed up his monocle.

After all, having fun alone is not as good as having fun together.

At this moment, Ron realized how difficult it was for Mr. Fool to get up in the middle of the night to listen to prayers.

This figure didn't care, and directly pulled out a "Ferocious" revolver from the gun bag on his waist.

"Oh, your stuff?"

Just when Ron bent his back and was about to pick up the heavy package, a figure emerged from the bushes in the park.

Faced with the police officer's question, Ron twitched his lips.

Steamed buns? I still get asked when I come out to get my things! ?

It doesn't matter who the material in this package belonged to before. What's important is that it now belongs to the great Ron Sotos!
"Hmph!╯^╰"

The blond boy first groaned angrily, and then squeezed the 0-08 in his pocket hard.

Even though his personality and strength could crush him to death, he still couldn't change his nature of always wanting to play pranks.

At most, it can only be restrained. After all, the name of this characteristic is "writer", and coincidence is also a wonderful drama.

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court!"

Seeing Ron's refusal to cooperate, the police officer immediately pressed the revolver against his head and asked threateningly.

"My name is Adam!"

"It is the King of Angels beside the Creator!"

The blond boy tilted his mouth and continued to work tirelessly on the bearded man's name, while also adding a level of personality to make his words more convincing.

"Uh, are you famous?"

The trainee inspector had obviously never heard of this character and didn't know what "King of Angels" meant or what kind of celebrity "Adam" was. She was a little stunned and asked in a very cute way.

"Look at what you said, I'm going to let you see how powerful I am, Adam!"

When Ron heard this, his face immediately burst into laughter, and the lady's cheeks turned red when she saw her handsome appearance.

Apparently, in the quiet park at night, there was a strong big sister holding a gun and a "weak, helpless, and pitiful" blond boy, which reminded this member of the Heart of Machines of some bad books.

The kind with illustrations.

However, just as she was dazed for a moment, she suddenly saw the muzzle of her revolver being held by a small hand.

Before she could react and pull back in time, she saw the muzzle of the "magical item" being twisted out of the Intis cannabis flower shape in an instant!
It was twisted into the shape of a marijuana flower by the white and tender palms!

what! ?

The trainee inspector's brown eyes widened, and the expression in her eyes was full of horror. She reflexively opened her hands and retreated, trying to stay away from the wrong blond boy. As the owner of this revolver, she knows this magical item very well. It corresponds to Hunter Path Sequence 5 and is an extremely powerful main weapon.

In terms of hardness, she relied on her extraordinary ability to make an appraisal and concluded that it is stronger than diamond!
But at this time, her biggest reliance was solved so easily! ?

"I, Adam, hate it when people point guns at me!"

The boy's immature voice echoed in Miss Craftsman's ears, causing the "Mechanical Heart" member who had retreated in time to stop abruptly.

wrong! At the speed I was going at just now, I should have run ten meters away!
Thoughts flashed through her mind and she realized something, but at this moment her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

Because, in this dark and silent park, a cold hand held her arm, and she couldn't break free even if she tried her best.

Miss "Artisan" turned around suddenly and saw the blond boy holding a monocle behind her, and the "fishing package" right in front of her!
She didn't distance herself at all!

What she thought she was running was always running in place!

The sound of "bang bang bang" heart beating wildly echoed in the silent park.

This strange and horrifying scene caused the members of the "Heart of Machinery" to freeze suddenly, drops of sweat falling from their foreheads, and they lost their previous courage to interrogate the blond boy.

At this moment, she instinctively wanted to use the remaining magical items on her body to notify her teammates, or make a last-ditch struggle!

The magic spell with magical power froze in mid-air just after it was thrown out. As if its time had stopped, even the magical power emitted from it also solidified, unable to reach the established future.

Chaotic confetti scattered all over the sky, and the paper mannequin stand-in for the magical item also failed, as if her fate at the moment was too heavy to be borne by other things.

The jumping flames and psychological suggestions all lost their effect at this moment!

"What exactly is this!?"

she screamed.

Even though she had dealt with many cultists, even though she had killed many out-of-control Extraordinaries, Miss "Artisan" still felt genuine fear and horror at the extraordinary events she was encountering now.

This feeling of powerlessness as all her trump cards were useless plunged her into the deepest despair. At this moment, she seemed to have foreseen her own end.

Killed by strange beings, or forcibly contaminated, becoming the other party's slave!

"Hmph! Now you know how powerful I am, Adam!"

When Ron saw the "craftsman" who was about to cry, he let out a disdainful groan and let go of the hand holding her, causing the trainee inspector to hit the back of his head and roll on the ground in pain.

"It seems that you are quite rich and have good strength. I am missing one. No, I am missing many servants!"

"From now on, just follow me!"

Ron took a look at the other person's appearance, confirmed the gender, felt the strength of Miss "Artisan" just now, and nodded reluctantly.

Although the opponent has not yet reached the level of demigod, as Emperor Russell said, it is still too difficult to win all the servants of angels.

"I will not betray my faith, you devil!"

However, not everyone is as unscrupulous as Alia. The trainee inspector is obviously quite hostile to Ron.

"Cut~"

Ron snorted disdainfully, preparing to show this ignorant guy the power of his "Utopian Angel"!

ten seconds later
"It hurts, I'm wrong, I'm willing to be your servant!"

A voice-breaking shout echoed in the silent park, filling the minds of passers-by with endless reveries.

Under the torture of Ron breaking his fingers, the lady with chestnut hair successfully succumbed to the evil power of this evil god.

It's not her fault, because even the great Mr. Fool couldn't hold on for too long.

"What's your name?"

The blond boy pushed up his monocle and asked the trainee inspector who was rolling on the floor in pain.

"Yulin Gustav."

After a while, the "artisan", whose face turned red with pain, suppressed his name.

"Hey, Gustave, don't tell me that you are still a descendant of Russell?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, not expecting to hear such a familiar surname here.

"Yes, my great-grandfather is Emperor Russell. Your Excellency, I am an important member of the Church of Steam and Machinery. If you catch me, I will probably encounter a lot of trouble!"

It was only then that Yulin Gustav reacted and suddenly remembered his extremely powerful ancestors and the church power behind him.

She suppressed her still somewhat fearful heart and threatened half with intention and half with sincerity.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

But Ron didn't care. He just glanced at the descendant of this "good friend" and snorted proudly.

"If you have the ability, call your god of steam and machinery over!"

He added disdainfully.

"By the way, why are you waiting next to this package when you have nothing to do?"

Hearing this question, Yulin Gustav was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in embarrassment and muttered:
"I, I am using the art of war passed down by my grandfather."

For a moment, the blond boy was silent for a moment, and a cold wind seemed to blow through the quiet park.

(End of this chapter)