Looking at Will's back as he left, Hannibal's expression fluctuated.

He is now looking forward to tomorrow's news, and I wonder if our Mr. Grylls has received the surprise he has prepared.

If the red dragon wants to transform, of course it needs sacrifices.

He only needs to use some psychological suggestion to make the other party obey the rules.

However, sooner or later, the FBI will know that Francis had stolen his lawyer's phone number through technical means.

Before that, he had to let the red dragon notice Will Graham.

...

Curtis and his group drove all the way to Philadelphia with Francis Dorahed.

Finally, I stopped in front of a relatively dilapidated building on the outskirts of the city.

“This used to be an orphanage.”

Williams was holding a tablet computer and searching for information about his current location.

"It seems that this tooth fairy grew up here. The director of the orphanage was his grandmother."

Several people got out of the car and took out their own equipment from the trunk to put on it.

"Curtis and I go in, you guys are outside to support."

Swager put a helmet on his head with a night vision device and said to Williams and Sanborn.

They are not front-line combatants, and this kind of raid mission will not generally involve them.

Williams and the other two did not say much, but took out the drone from the trunk, "We will stare at the outside."

Swag nodded, and said to Curtis, "Then let's get that bastard out."

He was very disgusted with such a coward who swung his sword at the weak. According to his idea, as long as he was sure that the other party was the murderer, he could just shoot him at the head from a distance.

It is clean and neat and does not occupy public resources.

Anyway, there is no death penalty in America. Even if this guy is arrested, he will only be in jail for the rest of his life.

According to the current social atmosphere, this guy might gain a large number of fans and then publish a book to become a millionaire.

Compared to those who died, this is not just too cheap, it is simply ridiculous.

As for human rights, when did these people really care about this, and is that thing really considered a human?

"Be careful, the boss said there is something wrong with this guy."

This building occupies a considerable area and should have been a manor for rich people in the past, but I don’t know why it has been destroyed.

Many of these rooms have been abandoned, leaving only the living room, master bedroom and attic.

Francis rushed all the way to the attic, where all his secrets were hidden and his holy land.

He took off all his clothes with difficulty, and under the light, his strong chest was covered with purple blood.

Xu Chuan's elbow broke at least two of his ribs.

"ah……"

He knelt in front of the mirror like a wounded beast wailing, and his voice came far away through the sound-proof window in the darkness.

If there were no other buildings around the city, the neighbors would have called the police long ago.

Francis howled for a while, then slowly stood up, and his temperament changed again.

It seemed that the injuries on his body could no longer affect him. He raised his chest in front of the mirror, spread his arms, and had a complicated tattoo on his smooth muscles behind him.

Two curved corners stretched out from his shoulder blades, and the entire back seemed to be covered with abstract scales.

He stood in front of the mirror without the pain he had before, and his expression was full of anger.

The kind of anger that the superiors are offended by the lowly ones.

If someone else stood in front of him, there would be no doubt that he would be shattered by his sharp teeth.

At this time, Curtis and Swager were already crawling in through a broken window with guns.

"Be careful, this guy is not easy to deal with."

Swag held Curtis' shoulder and pointed to a string of bells hanging on the door.

A very simple early warning device.

Curtis pulled out the saber from his waist and carefully cut the tripwire.

Swag then pushed open the door in front of him.

Compared to this room that was obviously uninhabited for a long time, the corridor outside was lighted with soft lights.

There is a whole piece of carpet on the floor, so it shouldn't be cheap.

The Tooth Fairy seems to have a pretty good job and does a great job.

The two men were holding the current Umbrella standard weapon, a 300BLK caliber SIG MCX rifle.

He stepped on the carpet carefully, and a line of footprints immediately appeared on the white carpet, but the soft texture also covered the sound of their footsteps.

The two of them tiptoed up the stairs, and the well-maintained wooden stairs immediately creaked slightly.

They looked at each other and could only slow down again and try not to make a sound.

Swag pointed to the direction of the third floor attic, where a howling sound just came from.

When he arrived at the second floor corridor, Swag immediately pressed the PTT of the intercom twice.

Then all the lights in the building went out.

Williams outside was pulling a wire in his hand.
Chapter completed!