Arica's public opinion exploded, the incident was exposed, and the dia reacted like sharks that tasted blood, unstoppable.
Front-page headlines in both major and minor newspapers were all dominated by the event nad "Ryan Reynolds Gate" by TMZ.
Television news channels broadcast the story 24 hours a day, constantly tracking and interviewing.
Videos exposed on the Internet skyrocketed in views, reaching first place in yearly clicks, topping all trending lists.
The public and various social groups were outraged.
Won's rights, child protection, and LGBT groups took to the streets in protest, with endless voices of protest and pressure.
Dirty as Arica might be behind the scenes, with every pore dripping pus, a functioning society always has its bottom lines and rules.
Many people have daughters or sisters. Could they beco one of the victims?
This was the public's overt anger.
So had ulterior motives, thinking, why can they do it, but we can only watch? If not retaliate against them, then who?
Especially online, not inviting soone to a party can be a cri punishable by death.
At this stage, Martin used his last move and cast a powerful summoning spell.
Among those rescued, including three underage girls, most were from Ukraine. Led by Alexandrovich, their social teams strongly demanded serious negotiations between the Ukrainian and Arican sides.
The Ukrainians straightforwardly established a delegation headed by Alexandrovich and sent it to Los Angeles.
Although not much could be done on an official level, with Martin's covert help, Alexandrovich quickly established connections with several leftist organizations in Los Angeles.
These organizations took the Ukrainians to the streets for marches, contacted the dia for interviews, and caused quite a stir.
...
Beverly Hills, Ritz-Carlton Hotel.
On the balcony of a luxurious suite, Martin watched the crowd on the street.
Leftist groups in Los Angeles had tead up with the Ukrainian negotiation team. Starting from West Hollywood, they were heading to Century City to hold a sit-in protest urging the judiciary to seriously investigate the "Ryan Reynolds Gate" incident.
After admiring the view outside, Martin looked down at Scarlett Johansson, busy on the balcony. Under extre sensitivity, his hair almost stood on end.
Scarlett sensed sothing was about to explode and hastened to avert the danger.
After a while, thanks to the Black Widow's efforts, the crisis was successfully averted.
Scarlett took her phone, turned on the front cara, and snapped a close-up selfie of her face.
She admired the photo; her face splashed with milk had a charm of its own.
"Am I especially beautiful right now?" Scarlett asked.
Martin pulled up a chair and sat down, "Taking selfies again?"
Scarlett wiped the milk from her face with her finger and tasted it, "Keeping it as a nto. In a few years, I'll look back on this and rember how I made Martin Davis pay a few billion."
Martin cautioned, "Don't store it on Apple's cloud, that thing can't stop hackers."
After eating and wiping her face clean, Scarlett asked, "Really? Apple advertises..."
Martin shrugged, "Everyone can boast."
Scarlett laughed heartily, wiped the corner of her mouth, glanced at the ti on her phone, and said, "Ryan Reynolds has been temporarily released on bail. I plan to go see him. Interested in joining ?"
Martin shook his head, "I have no grudge or grievance with him. No need."
"I have both a grudge and grievances with him," Scarlett snorted coldly. "As his ex-wife, of course I must visit him at this special ti."
With all the milk on her face now in her mouth, she cleaned up with a tissue and left the room without further cleaning, exiting the hotel.
Scarlett got into the car and drove southward, quickly arriving at Ryan Reynolds's residence.
"What are you doing here?" Ryan Reynolds looked extrely displeased to see his ex-wife, who had cuckolded him.
But Scarlett deliberately tilted her head and scrutinized him, her gaze finally resting on the electronic monitor on his ankle, exhaling a peculiar fragrance, "Of course, I'm here to congratulate you. This ti, you've truly beco famous worldwide."
Ryan Reynolds slled sothing strange and couldn't help wrinkling his nose, "Enough! You betrayed first!"
Seeing him falsely accuse her again, Scarlett laughed in anger, "So what? You'll spend a long ti in jail from now on."
She turned her head deliberately and blew towards Ryan Reynolds.
That strange sll ca floating over, hitting Ryan Reynolds's face, making him montarily stunned.
Ryan Reynolds regained his senses and realized what the seafood scent was, angrily shouted, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Exactly, I did it on purpose, otherwise why would I co to see you at this ti?" Scarlett, though publicly they separated amicably, harbored deep grievances only she understood.
She intentionally said, "It's Martin's scent, slls good, doesn't it? Let tell you, it's delicious."
Ryan Reynolds's hands started shaking.
Scarlett wasn't finished, adding, "During the tis we were married and intimate... many tis, I can't quite rember how many, I would taste Martin's scent and then co ho to be intimate with you."
She laughed, her blonde hair shaking, "Surprise or not, my ex-husband?"
That strange scent, along with her words, emanated from Scarlett Johansson's mouth, entering Ryan Reynolds's nose and down his throat.
Ryan Reynolds suddenly felt nauseated and vomited.
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