The next second, a frightening loud noise suddenly came from outside the alleyway!

"boom!"

Thales was shocked.

It sounded like a body hit the wall...

There were chaotic shouts and shouts from the other side of the wall.

"No, this bastard..."

"Greveaux, are you here?"

"Copy guy..."

But it's not over yet.

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound, which to Thales sounded like a fist fight!

The crisp sound of bone cracking was accompanied by a cry of pain.

"Damn it, give him... ah"

"Swish!" This time it was the sound of a knife cutting into flesh!

"This son of a bitch..."

"Crack!"

This time there was a sound like cracking bones.

"Ahhhhh"

"Fuck, how did he do it?"

"Kill him for me"

Continuous screams from the crowd rang out from outside the alleyway, and Thales, who was listening, became more and more nervous.

What happened?

"What about the flying knives? Use flying knives to deal with..."

The chaotic crowd began to appear hysterical.

"Ah ah ah, I swear, we will not, will not let you go, no! Everyone you cherish, we will..."

"Boom!"

Another dull sound of a human body falling to the ground cut off this sullen voice.

"Give me the knife quickly"

"Tsk! Hua la la la..."

Thales's heart skipped a beat: This sound was both unfamiliar and familiar to him. The soldiers on the battlefield had their arteries slashed, and blood spurted out and spread all over the place.

The crowd's voice became increasingly panicked.

"No, no, wait a minute, we have something to talk about"

"Bang! Bang!"

The deadly dull sounds sounded again one after another.

Thales behind the wall was frightened when he heard this.

The crowd's voices became increasingly sparse.

"No, no, no, I'm just an errand boy."

"boom!"

Thales was suddenly startled: the wall he was leaning against trembled slightly, as if someone was hit and a lot of dust fell.

After this, the noise outside, whether it was cries for help or fighting, became much less frequent.

The last loud voice begging for mercy came with a cry:

"Don't, don't, whether it's to follow you or to catch you alone, it's all their idea... I'm really not the same group as them."

But the next moment, a chilling crisp sound sounded:

"Crack!"

Thales closed his eyes: he also recognized this voice.

It was the sound of the neck being violently broken.

After more than a dozen thrilling loud noises, it finally became quiet behind the low wall.

The chaos outside seemed to have subsided.

Thales then opened his eyes solemnly and carefully, holding his breath.

No way?

In the frightening silence, there were only two breaths left behind the alley.

A calm, thick, slightly panting voice.

A panic, anxiety, and rapid frequency.

Even if he activated the power of Hell River Sin to the maximum, he could not hear the breathing of other living creatures.

Only... two people left?

Thales closed his mouth in shock.

A few seconds later.

The rude male voice that had not sounded for a long time came again with a muffled groan:

"Hmph, damn those with superpowers, they think they have some means and they act mischievously. It really hurts."

There was a scoffing sound, like the blade being pulled out of flesh and blood.

The sound of metal falling to the ground.

Following this sound, another breathing sound from behind the wall became even more rapid and erratic.

"You, you, you, Ge, Ge, Griva, old, boss, I, I, I, I'm not..."

The voice was trembling.

In response, Grivet's faint sneer came: "Humph, a dozen people."

"I can't even do this for a disabled person in a wheelchair."

"I'm so ashamed of you."

Thales frowned tightly: What?

There are more than a dozen of them, and there are also people with super powers, all of them...

The remaining cry was so frightened that I couldn't even speak.

"Hey."

But Griveaux's next words made him breathless:

"You're in luck, little man, I need a tongue to spread the word..."

The owner of the trembling voice seemed to have figured out the meaning of this sentence and suddenly relaxed.

The next second, he hurriedly spoke out, feeling as if he was crying with joy: "Of course! Boss Griwal, no matter what you say, I will..."

"Humph." Grewal snorted coldly, forcing the survivor's flattering and trembling voice back.

In the breathtaking silence, Thales, who was listening in the corner, did not dare to speak out loud.

Obviously, the person behind the wall is a dangerous character.

"Listen up, scumbags."

Grivet's rough and unpleasant voice slowly sounded: "You think you can force me to submit with threats and violence?"

"You know, Urad used all his methods for more than ten years. In the end, he even brought in the military crossbows from the Black Sand Territory, but he still couldn't kill me..."

There was a rare ferociousness in Grivet's voice: "Humph, let alone missing legs and eyes..."

"Even if I can't speak, my eyes can't see, my limbs are rotten, and I'm paralyzed from now on," the rude warrior's voice was low, but his words were as strong as iron. "I can still grit my teeth and jump out of bed, and kill you one by one..."

"Chew to pieces."

Snapped!

A scream sounded from behind the wall.

Thales could feel it: The survivor was lifted up by Grievor.

"You think it's scary for the Fallen Stars to run rampant in the city and go crazy? Ha," the rude man's voice sounded more and more terrifying: "When you piss off Grieve, you will know..."
To be continued...