Because I'm a coward, I maxed out my san value

Chapter 83 Soldier's Conjecture

At this moment, a roar came from the side.

"What are you doing!"

Johnson came over from the side with a huge meat leg. Seeing Ye Tingbai surrounded by a group of people pointing guns, he didn't know that he had made protective gear. He thought he was as fragile as at the beginning, so he jumped into the crowd in a hurry.

Facing Johnson, who was like a giant beast and exuding a terrifying aura, these soldiers shot crazily without any scruples, but these bullets were like powerless popcorn, and they couldn't even leave a scratch on the skin that exuded a metallic luster.

The air wave from Johnson hitting the ground made Ye Tingbai almost unable to stand steadily. After he stood firm, he grabbed a person and threw him out like throwing a doll. Although it was very violent, it can be seen that Johnson was trying his best to restrain himself, otherwise it would be easy to crush their heads with the force he threw.

The judge has its own particularity. Some judges have big psychological problems. Even if the pollution is not unbalanced, they may be too extreme when dealing with various things. This is also a hidden danger, and this exists in most judges. If they are judged as abnormal, they will face a series of inspections and reviews.

The same thing happens to ordinary people, and it will face completely different results when it happens to judges, but no matter what, judges are judges. They kill a few ordinary people, and kill them. As long as his pollution is not unbalanced, no one can punish him. It's a distorted world.

The riot here soon attracted more people. These people seemed to be prepared. They suddenly rushed out and surrounded the two people in the middle. Many of them even had empty guns in their hands. Johnson was not afraid of people who were a hundred times his number. He stood up with his feet apart and kept knocking his fists against each other. A strange metal sound spread, and these ordinary people began to fall one by one. Even Ye Tingbai felt powerless when he heard it.

This sound was like a harsh metal friction sound, making people feel uncomfortable. At this moment, a black-armored humanoid suddenly broke through Johnson's range attack and rushed towards Ye Tingbai. Ye Tingbai recognized this thing. It was a humanoid weapon, not a human. When Ye Tingbai went to the Psychological Assessment Bureau to "surrender", he was pressed in front of Si Youxu by this thing.

Johnson's sound waves cannot stop, otherwise those ordinary people holding empty guns will become a threat. The secondary personality can only rush forward. He raised his hand and punched the soldier firmly. Ye Tingbai took two steps back, but the soldier's arm was directly broken. Ye Tingbai is now full of blood and blood, and his strength is surprisingly great.

The soldier's broken arm began to deform, and a gun muzzle grew. The secondary personality came forward and a pure black dagger appeared in his hand. It was Xiao Hei's dagger that Si Youxu had quietly placed beside his bed before.

With a slash of his hand, half of the soldier's arm was cut off. At the same time, three small daggers surrounded the soldier's neck and spun wildly, like a chainsaw, chopping off its neck. The huge iron block rolled to the side, and the soldier lost his head and could only fall down helplessly.

These ordinary people gradually couldn't bear Johnson's metal sound and began to roll on the ground. Ye Tingbai had seen many people vomit, vomit in their protective clothing, and roll on the ground again. It was simply indescribable.

But the matter was not over. More than a dozen soldiers appeared one after another and ignored Johnson's sound. Ye Tingbai couldn't control Xiao Hei's dagger for the time being, and could only use it with his body. It was obviously not heavy, but he couldn't control it. It was very strange. Otherwise, with its sharpness, it would only take a dagger to fly around to solve these soldiers.

Ye Tingbai could only do it himself, and the efficiency doubled with the three small daggers.

The three small daggers joined forces to form a combination like a chainsaw, easily cutting off the heads of the soldiers, and dismantling them at the same time with the sharpness of the black daggers. The soldiers were dead and brainless, but their attack power could not be underestimated. If they did not defend themselves, they were enough to hurt Ye Tingbai, especially at his current vulnerable stage.

This kind of soldier is not modern technology, but a remnant of some ancient civilization. It is rarely seen on weekdays. There is only one in the Yangcheng Psychological Assessment Bureau. It is stupid but powerful, but it can ignore most of the pollution. After all, machines have no brains, and they will only execute according to the set procedures.

So they have more advantages than ordinary police in dealing with pollution incidents, but they are far weaker than the judge. Ye Tingbai suddenly had an idea. If the soldiers are strong enough and led by experienced ordinary people, and the soldiers act as thugs, can they solve the world's morbid dependence on judges?

Solving the problem of the proliferation of inferior judges at the bottom level should be of great help to the world. There is a huge difference between inferior judges and people like Si Youxu. If you have to make an analogy, it is the difference between urban management and police.

As things got bigger and bigger, Si Youxu and Lin Nianhua rushed over together. The leader of this group of big-headed soldiers dared to show up only when he saw Si Youxu coming, because he knew that he was safe only when Si Youxu was there, and the matter was put on the table for discussion.

It was a man wearing a heavy protective suit, which was more expensive than everyone else's. Ye Tingbai could only judge so much. Only ordinary people could wear protective suits in the isolation circle. I just don't know why he came here to make trouble. Isn't he afraid of death?

The man spoke and an old voice came through the protective suit.

"The chief of the special epidemic prevention force, Tan Tong, I am just following the procedures. I hope that Sir Si can follow the rules. You know, you just made trouble these two days."

Several people understood what the old man meant. Si Youxu had just snatched the right to shelter 213 from the foundation. Now was a sensitive time. He could not openly resist the world government at this time.

Johnson: "You can bite people if your granddaughter is dead, right? You can manage ordinary people, but can you manage us?"

Tan Tong: "As far as I know, there is only one ordinary person in his file. All ordinary people in the quarantine circle need to be burned."

Si Youxu's face was a little ugly. He was very entangled, but he didn't want to have a second Xiao Hei.

Ye Tingbai suddenly thought of the blonde woman in the car before. She seemed to be in the epidemic prevention team. Seeing that her age was just right, he walked to Lin Nianhua and asked quietly.

"Is his granddaughter called Molloy?"

Lin Nianhua nodded and glanced at Ye Tingbai in confusion.

"What's wrong? It's her. The youngest doctor of epidemic prevention in the world is also in that car. What a pity."

Ye Tingbai figured it out a little bit. His granddaughter died, and only two people survived. It was normal to have emotions, but wanted to burn himself to death?

The principle that Ye Tingbai has always followed is that whoever doesn't want me to live, I won't let him live.

At that time, Ye Tingbai had only one thought in his mind: this old man can't stay.

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