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McCree's appearance made the atmosphere in the particle storage room extremely tense. Carson and other Hydras didn't dare to move, fearing that they would be shot in the head. No one dared to question McCree's shooting skills, and no one could guarantee that they could kill him before McCree drew his gun. No one dared to make this guarantee, because McCree was the best shooter in the world.

Then, Soldier 76, Reinhardt, Tracer and other Watchers walked out of the blue portal, filling the small particle storage room.

Ronin was the last one to walk out. Looking at the trembling enemy who dared not move, he felt inexplicably satisfied. For some reason, maybe this was the wonderful feeling brought by controlling power.

Seeing this scene, Darren's heart almost jumped to his throat. What was he doing? How did Overwatch appear out of thin air?

His eyes fell on the transmission panel again, and he initially guessed that this was a transmission device similar to a portal.

The Light of Order closed the transmission panel and stared coldly at Darren Cross, who was wearing a yellow suit. "You have sold dangerous weapons to dangerous people. Your behavior has disrupted the peace and order of this world. Accept the punishment."

"Cross, I heard that you like to catch turtles in a jar?"

Scott looked at Darren, who was at a loss, with a smile. Even if he had a yellow suit, he had no chance of resistance or escape in the face of the powerful Watcher.

Hank and Hope were completely relieved, and the next thing was much simpler.

Darren froze there, and like Carson, he didn't dare to move rashly. If it was just McCree, he might have escaped, but now that the Watchers were assembled, he had no chance of escape. Was he just going to sit there and wait for death?

Darren's mind raced, trying his best to think of a countermeasure.

"Mr. Carson, can we hand over the quantum cannon?"

Then Scott looked at Carson, who shuddered, as if startled, and opened his palm, revealing a small black thing, the size of a little fingernail.

Scott took it from him and handed it to Ronin, "Thanks, it helped me a lot."

Ronin put it in his pocket, it was very portable, and he could ask Hank to make more darts that could be enlarged and reduced in the future, so that it would be much more convenient to carry the EX super-shaped quantum cannon when going out on missions.

"Cross, I'll give you a choice, take off your yellow shirt and go with us, as long as you cooperate enough, we can appropriately reduce your crime."

Ronin stood behind Reinhardt, feeling safer standing next to him.

He then looked at Carson and others, "You too, put down your weapons and go with us. If you dare to resist, we have enough reason to execute you on the spot."

Ronin's tone sounded very peaceful, but they regarded it as the whisper of the god of death, which played the role of sentencing.

Carson took the lead and put the pistol on the ground, and the agents followed suit. Soldier 76 walked over and kicked a pile of pistols far away. The Light of Order was arranging something alone at the door, and no one cared.

They were the last hope for the rise of Hydra. If they died like this, Hydra would never be able to turn over.

However, there were still agents of Hi Claw who were lucky enough to turn around and run away when they saw that there was no hope. As a result, as soon as they reached the door and had not stepped out of the storage room, they were killed on the spot by the blue rays shot by the three sentry guns attached to the top.

Carson and Darren looked back and trembled with fear. Each of the Watchers had special skills and there were crises everywhere. They still had a chance to survive if they cooperated. Resistance would only be like that agent, who died on the spot.

This also proved that Overwatch was not just talking for fun. Overwatch would not show mercy to people like them.

"Is anyone else going?" Ronin asked lightly.

No one responded, and the particle storage room fell into a dead silence.

Darren knew that accepting the surrender would not have any good results, and he was unwilling to live a mediocre life. He would either explode in silence or perish in silence.

Finally, he thought of a risky approach. He glanced around with his peripheral vision. The most powerful and weakest person among these people was Ronin. This kind of guy who only knew how to play with pens and words and had no power was the most suitable hostage.

As long as Ronin was held hostage, he could escape safely. No matter how tough Overwatch was, they would not dare to act rashly when their boss was held hostage.

As soon as the thought came to Darren, what he was going to do in the next few seconds emerged in his mind, and he planned the trajectory of action in advance.

Although Ronin was very good at choosing a place, he chose to be next to Reinhardt, and behind him was the fast-moving Tracer, and there were Junkrat and Roadhog on the side. However, the sudden action would definitely catch them off guard. After shrinking and then suddenly growing, getting close to Ronin was success.

Time did not allow him to think too much. He shrank in an instant and came to Ronin's side, then suddenly grew bigger, hooked his arm around his neck, and pointed the two spider-legged laser weapons behind him at his head.

The process was smooth and seamless, and the watchers did not react. By the time they reacted, Ronin had become Darren's hostage.

Even so, Darren did not dare to relax his vigilance, but became more nervous.

He tried his best to avoid McCree's field of vision and overlapped his body with Ronin as much as possible. McCree's shooting skills were not a joke. As long as he dared to show his head, McCree would dare to headshot him.

"Get out of the way, and take off the ray weapons placed at the door." Darren pretended to be vicious, but in fact he was more panicked than anyone else.

Carson and others breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that things had turned around, thanks to Cross.

The Watchers looked indifferent. The Light of Order was too lazy to use the remote control to stop the sentry gun from working, because they knew Ronin's trump card and thought that Ronin was playing a hostage game with Darren.

"I can give you anything you want, money, shares, I can give you anything."

Ronin looked flustered, and his words were trembling.

"I don't want anything, just follow me, and I will let you go when I am safe."

Ronin's panic made Darren feel a little relieved. It seemed that the hostage-taking was successful. Ronin was afraid, which meant that the Watchers had no way to take it away from him.

"Get out of the way, let him go, and stop the sentry gun." Ronin ordered in a panic.

Scott didn't know the situation. He only knew that the time bomb was five minutes away. "There are still five minutes left for this place to explode. Everyone, retreat quickly."

Oh? There are still five minutes? Okay!

Ronin transformed into Genji, thrust his sword backwards, and pushed Darren back.

Darren's eyes flashed, and he wanted to take someone with him even if he died, so the two spiked weapons behind him shot out two beams of light, but they only created a few sparks when they hit Ronin...