Chapter 589 The First Person in Ancient and Modern Times

After a loud bang, glass shards flew all over the street, leaving many scratches on the vehicles parked on the roadside, and the paint peeled off, revealing silver traces.

The passers-by were still in shock. Many people were stunned for two or three seconds before their legs began to move. They ran away in a panic, without a destination, just knowing to get away from this place.

Some unlucky people had their throats cut by glass shards, or were covered with glass fragments, turning into bloody people, falling to the ground with their breath dying, or ran too fast to get the protection of the sound barrier armor, and were blown away by the shock wave, and could be taken away by the god of death at any time.

Soon, ambulances and police cars sirens rushed to this prosperous street. No one would have thought that anyone would be so bold as to commit a crime here, which shows that the criminals are determined to die.

The outside of the bar was in a mess, and the inside was even more chaotic, filled with the smell of gunpowder. The explosion covered everyone's screams. No one dared to guarantee that Lucio's method would work. But after the explosion, although they all fell to the ground in a mess, their bodies were intact. Occasionally, a few people who were close or bumped into hard objects and sharp weapons felt pain.

But then, accompanied by the moving music, it seemed that groups of fireflies were flying in the air. The yellow light was extremely weak and disappeared in an instant, but the physical condition and mental fatigue were relieved.

Originally, being bombed like this, even with the protection of the inexplicable green armor, it was still a bit unbearable for ordinary people, especially the psychological destruction. At this moment, the mood was relieved, which allowed people to face it all calmly.

"I didn't hear any applause!"

Lucio was very satisfied with his performance, and he couldn't help but put his hands on his waist to enjoy the grateful and admiring eyes of everyone.

Everyone applauded and thanked sincerely, knowing that it was Lucio who saved them. The powerful Watcher was the last high wall to defend the peace front, and no one could cross it.

"You still want to run after this hour?" Lucio's cold eyes shot straight at him.

The guy who acted as a "human bomb" climbed up weakly, never expecting that his body was close to the explosives, and now he was still half alive. As soon as he raised his head, his eyes met Lucio, and he felt fear in his heart.

This result was something he had never considered. No human bomb would think about what responsibilities he would bear if he survived by chance. But he survived!

His deeds will probably be recorded in the history of human bombs. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person in ancient and modern times.

Damn God, I dared to come here with the determination to die. I did psychological work for several days to persuade myself to die generously. This determination was not easy to come by, and I arranged everything properly. I have no worries about this world. I went out today and was under unspeakable pressure. In the end, I didn't die?

Are you kidding me? !

His fate was to be blown to pieces. Who knew it would be like this? If he had known, he would have hidden a poison in his mouth. He could have taken the poison now, but what happened now? Haha!

Several strong men nearby held him. Lucio walked over and said with a smile: "Brother, I saved your life and you want to leave without even saying thank you. Isn't that too rude?"

"Bah! Who the hell asked you to save me? I was already half dead before I left the house. Who knew you intervened and didn't let the god of death take away the other half of my life? Fuck you!"

The man had a square face, nothing special, the kind that you can't find in a group of shameful people. At this time, he gnashed his teeth and his face was red and his neck was thick. Whether he died or not, being arrested and interrogated was the inevitable result. What if he couldn't stand the torture and confessed the mastermind behind the scenes, what would happen to his old mother and children? Damn it!

Lucio was not angry. He had seen too many people like him and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. The next thing was left to the police.

"Tell me, who sent you here and why did you want to kill him?"

Thomas wanted to know more. He turned his body to one side, revealing Jeremiah who was sitting behind him, breathing and calming down.

"Who said I wanted to kill him? I am just dissatisfied with this fucking society and want to kill some people for revenge." The man who did not die by self-explosion said.

"Looking at you like this, I know you are not good at lying, and your previous performance shows that your target is him. If you just want to retaliate against society, you would have detonated it in a crowded place, instead of having to come here."

"What do you care about me."

Thomas smiled and turned around and said to Jeremiah, who was still frightened: "Tell me, have you done something bad that caused others to retaliate?"

Jeremiah hesitated and didn't say anything for a long time, but with the ability to observe words and expressions that Thomas has trained in various places over the years, he knew that he must have done something bad and might have owed a lot of romantic debts.

"Okay, why are you asking so many questions? Just hand it over to the police. We can go now. Yawn, I'm sleepy." Lucio had no interest in being a detective and just wanted to go back to sleep.

"Okay." Thomas followed his advice.

The two of them gave instructions to the two people who were escorting the desperado and left.

Before they took two steps, they saw a disheveled woman walking angrily and stopped in front of them. Because of her height, she had to raise her chin, with fire in her eyes, and shouted: "Compensate for my boyfriend!"

? ? ?

Both of them were confused. What's wrong with you? Is it okay to force a beautiful man to be your boyfriend in public?

Later, they found out that her boyfriend was killed in the explosion, and the reason for the accusation was why she failed to protect her boyfriend?

Lucio was drunk. It was terrible when a shrew made trouble unreasonably. Considering the current situation, her boyfriend obviously ran too fast and didn't get the protection of the sound barrier. He happened to be in the explosion range. Who should he blame for his death? Who told him to be disobedient? If he had run back a few steps, nothing would have happened.

"Hey, let's get one thing clear first. Your boyfriend left you alone and just ran out. Haven't you ever thought about what he was thinking at the time?"

Thomas is indeed a frequent bar goer. He knows women's hearts. As soon as the topic was changed, the woman really got entangled in that matter.

She squatted on the ground with a sad heart, without saying a word, and then burst into tears.

Lucio and Thomas looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and then continued to walk.

Outside the bar, the ambulance and the police car just stopped. The paramedics took out the stretcher and took the injured back to the car. A police officer and several police officers got off the car to inspect the scene.

A passerby died because of being implicated. It was a complete misfortune. But there is no way, I can only say that you are unlucky, and it is destined that you will die in an accident today.

The family members of the deceased gathered around and cried bitterly. A few irrational people rushed up to question Lucio, "Aren't you a dignified Watcher? Isn't it the Watcher's responsibility to maintain peace and protect the people? It sounds good, but now that someone is dead, what can I say? There is no doubt about it! You are the murderer!"

The police pulled the irrational family members of the deceased away, collected evidence at the scene, and took the criminal back to the police station, asking Lucio and Thomas to take a statement.

On the way back from the police station, Lucio said, "Look, you saved someone but were still called a murderer. This is why I don't think highly of the Overwatch concept. In this day and age, just do your best. Why bother yourself? It's just troublesome and annoying."

Thomas sighed helplessly. Who made this career inevitable? Peace and sacrifice have always been a good pair of partners, and neither can do without the other.