Recreating Cybertron in the Marvel Universe

Ronan threw Cecil heavily in front of Hansen, - "Now, he is yours!"

He flew off the rooftop and came to a nearby alley, where Rubens was smoking.

The fight at the door of the bar had ended, Arcee and Optimus Prime had left, so the police began to officially 'take over' the case.

Their task is very simple, they just need to clean up...

"Thank you." Ronan came here specifically to say thank you.

"It's nothing. If possible, I actually want to rush in with a gun." Rubens put out the cigarette in his hand and asked: "What are you going to do next?"

"Me?" Ronan thought for a while. He wiped out Cecil's family, but the territory left behind would definitely arouse the prying eyes of other gangs, and it might cause new turmoil...

"I may continue to finish things! Now that one has been solved, let's take care of the others!" Ronan said.

"There is actually no point in doing this. If you kill one, there will still be another one. There will eventually be gangs in this world, and there will still be some young people who advocate violence..." Rubens said objectively.

The times are developing, Armstrong landed on the moon, the Soviet Union has disintegrated, and there is an iron man flying around in the sky every day...

But only the gangsters have never changed, they just changed people and names one after another.

"Then just keep typing it off. Anyway, I've been relatively free lately. As long as it happens more times, someone will definitely have a memory."

"Not always."

As a police worker, no one knows the extent of human forgetfulness better than Rubens. As long as the wounds are not on their own bodies, there will always be people who want to try.

but……

"You are different from us, maybe you can really succeed."

Rubens took a deep breath. At this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the roof of a nearby building and hit the ground hard. Blood spattered. It was obvious that he was already dead and could no longer die.

Ronan shrugged, pointed at Cecil who fell to the ground and said: "I just threw this person down, but it was a little high, so... I didn't fall down until now!"

Don't worry if you have too many debts, don't be itchy if you have too many lice, let these things stop with him!

"Okay, I will report this matter." Rubens did not point it out, but when Ronan activated the armor and flew away, he couldn't help but said: "I know what you did is right. , but some people don’t know. I’m sorry, but the police station will continue to arrest you..."

"It doesn't matter." Ronan didn't feel depressed at all. The tail flames of his armor pierced the night sky and took him flying into the distance.

If he hurry up, he might still be able to make it to the party.

But when he came near Tina's house and put his hand into his arms... then he realized that the gift he had prepared had been lost by him at some point.

It seems that I am really not suitable to go in again...

……

Tina cast her gaze out the window from time to time. She prepared this party by herself, so she only invited some friends and classmates.

"It's time to cut the cake!" A friend patted her on the shoulder, and Tina quickly came to her senses.

Amidst the blessings of friends, the cake was cut, and everyone gave her the gifts they had prepared, while Walker Wallen kept encouraging Tina to open the gifts.

For this party, he had obviously been carefully dressed up. His golden hair was neatly combed, all his clothes were custom-made by hand, and the gifts he prepared were very expensive.

But after hearing his instigation, Tina subconsciously touched her pocket, and there was a silver bracelet lying in her pocket.

--what to do?It seems that I have done something wrong?

It would definitely be embarrassing if we were discovered...

……

"Help!" A slender woman dressed in white-collar clothing screamed crazily as two gangsters with lewd faces gradually forced her into a corner.

Just when she closed her eyes and was about to resign herself to her fate, a black shadow fell from the sky.

After waiting for a long time without hearing any movement, the woman opened her eyes and found that the two gangsters had disappeared.

"Who is...?" she asked tremblingly.

"Although I really want to say that I am 'your good neighbor' or something...but that would seem to steal other people's lines. Just think of me as a kind-hearted person passing by!"

The sound came from the sky above. The woman raised her head and discovered the black figure.

"It's you!" the woman shouted in surprise.

"Yes! Goodbye!" The figure waved, grabbed the two gangsters in his hands and flew away from the alley.

"Thank you!" the woman shouted cheerfully, "Do you want to leave my phone number? I'm not that kind of person...but...forget it! You can come to me at any time!"

Her shouts came from far away, but Ronan flew too fast, always feeling like he missed something...

……

"What about things?"

Two groups of men in black were secretly trading on a deserted river bank, but just when they were about to exchange the boxes in their hands with each other.

It was as if a cannonball was fired at their feet, blowing up countless sand and gravel.

"Don't move! You are already surrounded by me."

Ronan raised the ion pistol in his hand and stepped heavily on the roof of a car next to him.

But these people are all desperadoes...

"Don't be afraid! He's only one person..." Before the leader could even finish his words, Ronan shot him four to five meters away. It was obvious that he would not survive.

Smart Guy had already found out his identity through facial recognition. This man was full of evil, so Ronan shot him without any hesitation.

The other boss standing opposite him was trembling with fear, touched the blood on his face, and stammered: "You...don't you...don't kill people?"

They obviously didn't know what was going on tonight on Cecil's turf.

"I didn't kill before," Ronan explained: "But later I realized that it was too naive to expect that punishment could be used to turn bad people into good people. I'd rather leave this kind of thing to the police. I chose ——Fight violence with violence.”

If you want to change a person's nature, fear is the most powerful weapon, but gentle methods will never make people afraid. Since Ronan intends to stop these gangs, he has to get close to the darkness first, even if he just wears a A mask.

He finally embarked on this path...

"There's no way, my strength doesn't allow it!"

……