Ronan had already seen the man's appearance clearly. This is a white man, which is quite rare in Xia City. He looks to be about forty years old, maybe older. The scars on his face show that he has rich experience.
Of course, for Ronan, the thing that impressed him more was probably his left eye. It is a mechanical eye. If you look closely, you can see that it has no disguise. The cold metal structure and the frightening red light in the center make it difficult for people to treat it with a normal heart. .
"This guy is not a normal human being..."
Ronan's mental induction has been covering the target, and found that as shown by his appearance, this person has much more metal components and related structures than a normal person.
"He must be a reformer. Ahem, I'm stupid!"
The sound of rock explosions came back from the six ears, and he was knocked off the car with a punch, and was covered by the lethal fragments of the grenade. An ordinary person would have died a long time ago, but he immediately reported to Ronan that he was safe, and Knowing the relevant information about the enemy shows a strong body and experienced experience.
"Transformation of people?"
Ronan also had some understanding of the related concepts. Seeing that it would take some time for Baoyan to catch up, he exchanged information with Baoyan while doing more detailed sensor scanning:
"You said he is one of the military's mechanical warriors?"
"What a mechanical warrior is, it means transforming people. There is no other way to put it. Moreover, this kind of transformation has been abolished for almost twenty years, at least on the surface... Is he over forty years old?"
"Yeah, almost."
"That should be it. He is decent at using ordnance, and he is quite skilled in deceiving people. However, a guy like this must have special authority. He has to report to SCA every year. Why is he here?"
Baoyan felt incomprehensible, and so did Ronan.
Although the gangsters in the "recycling layer" look lawless, with all kinds of equipment, guns, and grenades, they are simply a small arsenal, but this is because the government has basically given up on social governance in the "recycling layer."
In fact, most of them have horribly low authority due to their heavy criminal records. Under the control of the strict "credit authority network" in today's society, they can only act as local tyrants in the "recycling layer". Once Once they step out of the "recycling layer" and enter a public place, they will be closely monitored. If there is any sensitive action, law enforcement agents will appear over their heads at any time and send them to prison.
It is hard to imagine that a special soldier who has been transformed by the military will come here to make a living. Its special authority is as eye-catching as a beacon on SCA's monitoring network. The government will never allow such dangerous elements to join forces with the gangs in the recycling layer.
As for special circumstances such as committing a heinous crime, it would be more meaningful to escape to the wilderness, not here.
"Anyway, this guy annoyed me, I will communicate with him properly!"
Bao Yan gritted his teeth there, and soon he slapped his thigh again: "I found it, here it is. Just keep an eye on it, I'll be here right away."
He found the high-powered motorcycle that had fallen in the middle of the road, turned around and chased it back. In about half a minute, he would have another battle to clear his name.
Ronan turned his attention to the "reformer" again.
In fact, Ronan was more interested in this person's current behavior than identifying his identity.
After shooting down the explosive rock, the "cyberman" came to the severely deformed off-road vehicle, tore off the roof, and entered the cab that no longer looked the same as it was before.
Next, the "cyberman" punched the center console to pieces, reached inside and felt for something.
Seeing this scene, Ronan couldn't help but connect it with the loss of control of the on-board brain and the metal bug that popped out of Yan Yongbo's car.
There is no doubt that Yan Yongbo did something to the off-road vehicle, and his method must be closely related to the metal insect that submerged into the vehicle body. From then on, things went off the rails.
Now, this "reformer" seems to be acting as a connector and recycler to take back the metal bug.
This behavior also goes well with the "recycling layer".
In this sense, metal bugs may be a very critical thing. Maybe it involves some deep secrets of Yan Yongbo
Thinking of this, Ronan's mental induction became more detailed. Although his soul body could not do anything at the moment, he wanted to lock the opponent's target in advance and then consider the next step.
The "Cyborg" must have been aware of his detection, just like it had sensed the "Battery Ram" before. However, his desire for the target obviously surpassed everything else. He just raised his head and glanced at it twice, without really locking Ronan's position, and continued to search with his head down.
Suddenly, the arm of the "cyborg" that reached into the center console froze slightly, and his always cold face changed, forming a slightly ferocious smile.
Then he pulled out his hand, holding a metal beetle the size of a grain of rice between his fingertips, motionless at the moment, looking more like a handicraft than a tool.
The "cyborg" held the metal beetle in front of his eyes, looking at it carefully as if he were looking at a treasure. With each additional glance, the smile on his face deepened, and the intensity of the red light in the mechanical eyes continued to grow.
Taking advantage of the appearance of the metal beetle, Ronan's mental induction continuously cut through it, trying to understand its internal structure.
But he found that it was not easy to balance distance and accuracy. At a distance of more than a hundred meters, his sensing accuracy is at most millimeter level, making it difficult to dialyze the inner layer.
Just as Ronan was considering whether to get closer, a high-power motorcycle roared from behind the roller. He quickly bypassed the hinge again and ran parallel to the deformed off-road vehicle.
On the motorcycle, Bao Yan made a provocative gesture to the cab: "Hey, if you have the guts to do it again, I can give you a hand!"
The "cyborg"'s smile faded slightly, and his cold mechanical eyes passed over Baoyan, but he didn't respond immediately.
Baoyan's provocation continued, but it was mixed with something else: "I, Baoyan, used to be from Coast Guard Area 55. Please sign up and I will burn incense for you later!"
In the cab of the off-road vehicle, the "cyborg" opened and closed his lips slightly and spat out for the first time, but it felt mostly sarcastic:
"Soldier..."
"you are not?"
Baoyan realized that there was something wrong with his judgment, so there was nothing to be polite about. He was about to launch a leap. But the next moment, the other party made a strange move.
The "Reformer" opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, put the metal beetle between his fingers, rolled it up, and then put the thing into his mouth, with an obvious swallowing movement.
He actually swallowed the metal beetle!
When Bao Yan was stunned for a moment, the "Cybot" smiled at him again: "My name is Jack... But you can call me Black Jack from now on. I'm the biggest here!"