As if the roots have been dyed white from the base of the hair. They are translucent and dry, and only a part of the black can be seen in them.
It's not a miracle to go white overnight.
But within an hour, a healthy young man's head turned white. It can be seen what kind of terrifying mental torture Abra has experienced.
When many people saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp and feel an inexplicable chill rise in their backs.
They didn't even dare to imagine what Abra suffered. As long as they entered their imagination, they would turn white like him instantly.
"The effect is not bad."
Facing this situation, Zeke smiled slightly and put the helmet back on Abra's head.
As soon as the helmet was put on, Abra became mad again. He said vague words and howled like he was going crazy.
"Someone, take him down."
Zeke said directly.
"No! Elder Zeke, you can't do this!"
At this time, the Minister of Finance, Franco Lucente, rushed in.
He watched the whole process and wanted to rush out to stop Zeke many times. But he knew very well that if he rushed out at this time, it would not be just a matter of his son alone, but he might be implicated.
But when he saw Abra's full head of white hair, Franco couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed over and stopped in front of his son.
"He has been punished without rest. Elder Zeke, I beg you, for the sake of what I have worked for. Do well and let him go."
Franco pleaded.
His original meticulous hairstyle was messy, and there were tears in his red eyes, and his helpless face was enough to make many people feel sympathy for Franco.
It's a pity that this doesn't work at all on Zeke.
"Oh! Look at me. If you didn't take the initiative to stand up, I almost forgot about you."
Zeke looked stunned.
When Franco heard this, his face changed slightly, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.
"Bring me something."
As soon as Zeke raised his hand, a group of microbots rushed over again. It handed over a stack of documents that had just been printed out. There was still the residual temperature of the printer on the paper.
"Mr. Franco, stop acting like a loving father in front of me."
"During your years as the Minister of Finance, you have done nothing less than your son."
Zeke looked at it casually, "Ten years ago, after you took office, you used your power to indirectly control the mining project in Cebu City in the name of one of your subordinates, earning benefits. And the following lots of gold and silver jewelry, watches, gifts and more."
"Seven years ago, the pollution discharge incident of the Agrigen Chemical Plant had nothing to do with you, but you used your power to kill three people who took the lead in opposing the continuation of the chemical plant project. Later, this person helped you kill; the 'knife' has been wiped from the world as it should have been."
"Five years ago...."
Zeke is like pouring beans, shaking off all the ugly things Franco has done in public.
Franco's face changed drastically. His lips were white, his forehead was sweating coldly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Zeke in disbelief. How could he know these things?
The flashing lights of the reporters can't stop at all. There are too many hot reports today. Abra's head turned white, and Finance Minister Franco was exposed to his face. These are all headlines.
The crowd gritted their teeth, and their eyes' anger began to burn.
"...And then it's about your son! Abra hung that girl's family. So you're the one who helped him, right?"
"And the time your son murdered someone, you also solved it, right? You also did a security job for this. That's amazing."
"Then it was the case that Abra reversed the case this time. It was also because of you that interfered with it, kidnapped relatives of the evidence security, and bribed the witnesses, so Abra could almost escape under such circumstances."
Zeke patted Franco's face with the document in his hand and narrowed his eyes, "Unfortunately, he was very unlucky and met me. So now he is more uncomfortable than death."
"Say, death penalty or 60 days in prison?"
Franco shivered all over, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
But soon, he fell silent again.
He knew that he could not escape today.
Zeke knows so many things about him, meaning he has caught all his handles. So even if he can escape abroad and escape the accountability of the kingdom's law, how can he run from Zeke's palm?
Is there any place in the world that Zeke dares not go to?
Franco sighed heavily: "I ask the court to give me a fair judgment."
Zeke threw the document in his hand to the sky as soon as his voice fell.
The paper in the sky is falling like scattered flowers by a goddess.
"Judge, there must be a fair trial."
Zeke looked at the judge, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If there are any mistakes, I will personally intervene. It's hard to say how things will develop at that time."
Afterward, Zeke walked out amid the scattered papers in the sky.
"Good job!"
"Nice job!"
"Elder Zeke is awesome!"
"Elder Zeke, you are so handsome!"
...
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then everyone began to cry loudly.
Applause!!!
Applause sounded, the crowd automatically parted ways, and Zeke walked straight through the crowd.
At this moment, the passers-by watching this scene on the big screen outside the mall also stopped and applauded Zeke.
The audience in front of the TV was no exception. They were all applauding Zeke, and they still refused to stop even though their hands were red.
...
"Sir, many people have been conquered by your charm."
Jarvis' voice came through the earphones.
"How can I charm them without making any move?"
Zeke grinned.
"The preliminary program design of the Matrix World is very successful, Jarvis. Contact domestic manufacturers and buy me the 'Matrix Helmet' raw materials in large quantities."
"In addition, search for thirty to forty agencies for me and the land information of each city."
"Next, we have to do something big."
Zeke's eyes flashed.
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