Chapter 247 An earlier planner! ~Ask for a monthly ticket~)
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When An was driving an armed helicopter to dump ammunition on the roof of the police station, Jelt, who was not far from the police station, showed a smile.
"Finally I caught you, little mouse."
Geert, who was tall, had short hair and fierce eyes, showed a ferocious but inexplicably perverted smile.
That smile is totally chilling.
He had been tracking down this group of 'rats' hiding in the dark for a long time.
Each time the opponent ran away.
Every time it's a little bit different.
The other party is very smart and knows how to use everything that can be used, hiding among the civilians at the bottom.
However, no matter how well you hide it, he will eventually catch you.
The clues after Bolton's death last time allowed him to roughly locate some targets.
But now, after a little use, the opponent finally showed his weakness.
As for Director Curno and Congressman Burton, who died in order to force the other party to reveal their flaws?
If you die, just die.
He's not an important person anyway.
Among the group of people he knew, there really were many of them.
After all, there are plenty of capable people.
The stages they lack are few and far between.
Or rather...
All stages are in the hands of a very small number of people.
And this handful of people use a game called 'rules' to control who is on the stage, the number of people on the stage, and when necessary, causing some vibrations on the stage so that these 'actors' can attract attention in front of the stage.
There is both honor and abuse.
The ‘actors’ reap everything on the stage.
The audience off the stage gave applause.
The guy in the shadow of the stage who thinks he is in control of everything is reaping the benefits contained therein.
It's all each other's choice.
But he, Geert, is different.
Here he is, not on stage, but... cooperating!
Cooperate with those very few people who can really be called big shots and control everything.
A very small number of people, called big shots, formulate more ‘rules of the game’ in order to consolidate their power.
And him?
Very simple, for power!
In the hands of those guys, they have the power that he has been waiting for for a long time - power that only those who are truly favored by fate can master, otherwise it is just a pile of waste paper.
Every time he thought of the uncomfortable expressions on the faces of those big shots who had unattainable treasures when they saw him, Gert couldn't help but want to laugh loudly.
He likes this scene the most.
It was almost as exciting as when he was hunting.
However, as he often saw those so-called big shots, his pleasure became weaker and weaker, and his threshold gradually reached a level he could not even imagine.
So, he was going to change his approach.
He was about to enjoy the long-lost pleasure of hunting.
Otherwise, given his status, it would be impossible for him to appear here.
"Follow me."
"Don't alert the enemy."
"This time, I'm going to take my time."
Geert stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
"Yes, Director."
The four men around Geert said at the same time.
Director!
That's right, Geert is the real director of the Abnormalities Investigation Bureau.
He is also the director of the Western FBI.
It was also the person who had just spoken to Kurno on the phone.
As a hunter, if you don’t personally participate in hunting, the pleasure will be half less.
With this belief, Jeter came to Star City half a year ago.
He observed many prey.
Bobbitt?
In the circles on the mysterious side of Star City, he is quite famous, but since he knows the details of the opponent, he is not very interested in Bobbitt. After all, he knows too well the flaws of Celtic blood sacrifice.
The Jeffrey Trio?
He was somewhat interested.
Especially Jeffrey, he was very interested in the secret technique of being extremely fast and flowing like light.
It's a pity that he was killed by a fledgling boy.
Goethe Winchester!
Geert frowned when he thought of that boy.
It's not because of what happened to that kid.
Although he has some strength, he is very weak. Otherwise, the battle with Bobbitt and Jeffrey would not have required so many arrangements. He did not take Goethe to heart at all.
What he really cares about is Winchester!
That kid's adoptive father, Winchester, is what he cares about the most!
He even suspected that Winchester was planning what Goethe did!
After all, Winchester sealed the ‘Hesa’!
That was power beyond his expectation.
You know, that's 'Heisa'.
Of course, Winchester was definitely seriously injured.
Otherwise, given the other party's character, it would be impossible for him to hide when he came to Star City half a year ago - under normal circumstances, although the other party is a bit rogue, he will never escape.
As for the ‘thing’ after sealing ‘Heisa’?
Geert is definitely not in Goethe.
If he were there, the equipment he was carrying would definitely react.
Therefore, when Goethe showed extraordinary power, he suspected that it was Winchester's trick.
That's why he was reluctant to take action.
Then, he made some interesting discoveries.
A 'resistance' organization unexpectedly appeared in Star City. Although he didn't know when it appeared, Geart thought it was a pleasant warm-up before feasting on his real prey.
Especially after several failures, Geert became even more interested.
He is enjoying it more and more.
Of course, there's also that Auston.
At any time, someone will disagree with him.
Auston is the one who goes against him.
Moreover, he is also closely related to several of the so-called big shots.
Therefore, in his plan to come to Star City, the other party is the second target.
He had been staring at the other student, the young man named Alex, but he didn't expect that the other party was captured by Goethe. Although he came out safe and sound, Goethe's actions made Alston so alert that he arranged
The trap is useless.
Fortunately!
There is prey to enjoy right in front of you!
Geert was about to shudder as he thought about it, and he laughed uncontrollably.
Especially after seeing a flock of crows appearing like blocking the sky, the laughter became even louder.
"Winchester?"
"really!"
"You can't hold it anymore!"
"Come on! Come on!"
"Let me feel happy!"
Geert shouted wildly.
His four men came forward to greet him.
One of the women with a charming face opened her mouth directly in front of the flock of crows.
The mouth was opened to the extreme, and it seemed that it was completely freed from the restraint of the chin, so that the originally charming face became indescribably weird.
Then--
Buzz!
Amidst the sound of flapping insect wings, a swarm of blowflies flew out of the woman's mouth.
Tiny maggots hatched in this woman's stomach.
More flies flew out continuously and collided with the crows.
Crows and flies.
The crow should have the upper hand, but at the moment of collision with the fly, the crow fell in pieces.
It's not because there are too many flies.
It's because flies are poisonous.
Seeing this scene, the other three people all laughed.
Although my companion's secret technique is a bit disgusting, it works wonders every time.
The three people, who had been cooperating for a long time, acted simultaneously when their companions gained the upper hand.
Among the three people, one person raised his hands slightly.
laugh!
Along with the strong stench, green mist filled the air.
The remaining two people put on gas masks in advance.
One person escaped underground.
One person drew his knife and ran straight away.
Everything is as practiced in the past.
The Fly Girl is responsible for containing and attracting.
The Green Mist Man is responsible for blocking vision and assisting in attacks.
The man who escaped from the ground and the man with the knife dealt a fatal blow to the opponent.
Everything is no different than usual.
They didn't think anything unexpected would happen.
After all, they knew Goethe very well.
Following that adult, they knew that Goethe, who seemed powerful, was actually a 'rookie'.
Facing such a 'rookie', how could they lose?
Therefore, when the inferior blood crow flew out, the four of them were caught off guard.
Scarlet blood crows flew across the sky.
The speed, strength, and defense far exceeded that of ordinary crows, rendering those flies useless. The toxins that could kill ordinary crows were completely ignored by the inferior blood crows.
The inferior blood raven's beak and claws brought disaster to Fly Girl.
More than a dozen inferior blood crows circled around the fly girl, cutting the fly girl into bloody gourds as if they were cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
Green Mist Man is a bit more direct.
A lesser blood crow flew by.
His eyes were blinded.
His throat was slit.
The man who escaped underground was a bit more miserable. He was taken care of by the "Blood Crow Spirit".
Feel the sharp cutting feeling.
Feel the pain of flesh and blood being separated from the body.
The Escape Man appeared on the ground and shouted at Geert.
"Sir, save me! Help me!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
Gert witnessed his men being beaten with blood and bruises in the siege of the crows. Listening to the cries for help, not only did he not have the slightest intention to step forward to help, but he became more and more excited.
For Jeter, his subordinates are tools.
Tools are divided into easy-to-use and difficult-to-use tools.
It’s easy to use and of course you should take it with you.
If it doesn't work, then go die.
Compared to people like Curno and Burton, there are only a few tool people.
low?
No, it's not cheap.
It's a complete giveaway.
Those guys are willing to sell everything just to gain a little bit of power from him.
Naturally, this includes the body.
Seeing the fly girl who gave herself to him for strength, now lying in a pool of blood with her face changed beyond recognition, Geert grinned.
Seeing the green mist man who gave his wife to him for strength, his eyes were blinded by the crow, and the pain on his face when it passed over his neck made Zeart blush.
Seeing the escaped man next to him who had given his sister to him for strength, and when he cried out in pleading to him before he died, Gert shuddered.
Very enjoyable.
But, it's not enough.
"That's it! That's it!"
"Go on! Go on!"
He murmured in a low voice, staring intently at the last subordinate.
The man with the knife did not choose to trade with him.
But, he forced it.
He was very happy at that time.
He feels better now.
He widened his eyes and watched the knife-wielding man staggering and dodging under the crow's attack. His breathing became heavy again. Every time the crow left a scar on the knife-wielding man's body, his body was shaking.
Give it a shake.
Eventually, the jitters became one.
"Ahhh!"
Geert let out a meaningless cry.
As the highest pitch rose again, the knife-wielding man, who was already at the end of his crossbow and about to die at any moment, suddenly turned the blade and charged straight towards Geert.
The long sword returned to its scabbard, and the next moment——
Clang!
After a short period of energy accumulation, it slashes out at a faster speed.
The cold light is so dazzling that ordinary people cannot see anything.
The sharp blade is enough to cut anyone in half.
Geert closed his eyes, enjoying the aftertaste of pleasure.
Just when the long knife was about to pass over his neck, he slowly raised his hand and clamped the blade.
"Too slow."
Geert commented.
The man holding the knife pulled out the knife with all his strength, but Jeter's two fingers seemed to be welded together with the long knife, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.
Just like back then.
What made the knife-wielding man even more uncomfortable was the words in Jeter's mouth.
"Go on, resist with all your strength."
"Just like before."
"The more you resist, the more excited I become."
Jeert's face, which had just been normal, turned red again at this moment.
"drink!"
The man holding the knife, filled with shame and anger, let go of his hands holding the knife, and hugged Geert with his whole body, hiding the explosives in his body as he pressed the detonator.
boom!
The fire flashed and the roar shook the sky.
The smoke and dust scattered, and all of Gert's clothes were destroyed.
The man with the knife was shattered to pieces.
"Oh, still so strong."
Geert chuckled, not caring about his appearance at the moment, and just looked at Goethe on the side of the road.
He is in a pretty good mood.
However, when he saw the disgust in Goethe's eyes, Geert's mood immediately worsened.
"Are you disgusting me?"
"Um."
"You are one of the most disgusting people I have ever met."
Goethe nodded.
He thought that this kind of psychological abnormality would not be found in other places except in his "hometown" club, but he didn't expect to meet Geert here.
Immediately, those bad memories appeared in Goethe's mind.
In fact, if that bastard hadn't been prepared to use force at that time, Goethe would not have taken the risk and destroyed the entire club.
"nausea?"
"How dare you really say that I'm disgusting?"
"Didn't your adoptive father tell you who I am?"
Geert looked at Goethe quite surprised.
He thought that after he asked what he said just now, even if Goethe hated him no matter how much he hated him, he would not answer directly. At most, he would continue to express his thoughts with his eyes.
However, most people don't even dare to show their eyes.
Those timid guys only dare to express their anger deep in their hearts.
In front of him?
More obedient than dogs.
If you are told to lie down, lie down; if you are told to raise, please raise yourself.
Goethe's outspokenness made Gert "interested".
He hasn't met such a person for a long time.
"I should be glad that my adoptive father never mentioned people like you to me. Otherwise, I would be so sick that I wouldn't even have the appetite for dinner, right? It's really off-putting."
Goethe said happily.
These words were enough to make people angry, but they did not anger Geert.
He was getting more and more excited.
He couldn't help but say.
"Come on, say a few more words."
Listening to such words and looking at the disgusting look on Geert's face, Goethe couldn't bear it any longer.
He didn't want to say another word to the other party.
That would keep him awake at night.
I don't even want to have any substantial contact with the other party.
That would make him unable to resist disinfecting it with alcohol ten times.
In fact, he didn't even want to look at the other person again.
That would give him nightmares.
so--
Goethe turned around.
Seeing Goethe turning around, the already excited Geert couldn't bear it any longer. He strode over, but the next moment, Geert's expression changed wildly.
He felt threatened by death.
Unconsciously, Geert looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, dark clouds began to gather.
Electric snakes blooming with silver light shuttled through the dark clouds.
Disaster!
Without hesitation, Geert turned around and ran away.
But how can it be possible to pass the thunder that carries the power of destruction so fast?
Boom!
"Auston!"
Amidst the roar of thunder, Zeart turned into fly ash with his own roar, and was completely purified in this world.
Goethe took a deep breath and turned to look at the roof of the building.
[Thunderfall] requires vision.
And with his 'Blood Crow Spirit' vision, it can be said that he has a 360° view with no blind spots.
Therefore, Goethe was not only able to lock on to Geert, he was also able to see some people hiding nearby, especially when [Lightning] fell, and the other party revealed his clues with a shocked look on his face.
Alston stood on the roof of the building and looked at Goethe downstairs with a look of disbelief.
"How is that possible?"
"How is this possible?"
The man who had been secretly watching Geert, looking for an opportunity to strike, murmured softly.
As if the whole world had been turned upside down, Alston's whole person was in a daze.
Why did he choose Star City?
Because, Winchester is in Star City.
His original plan was to work with Winchester to kill Geert.
I just didn’t expect that Winchester would be injured because of sealing ‘Heisa’.
etc!
‘Hesa’!
That thing!
Auston seemed to have thought of something.
He glanced at the watch on his wrist - it was a machine that sensed that thing. It looked like a watch and would vibrate when it came close.
At this time, there were no changes to the machine, but Auston didn't care at all.
It's a machine!
There will definitely be a malfunction!
There’s nothing surprising about this!
Winchester must have given that 'thing' to the other party's adopted son.
This allowed the opponent to transform from an ordinary person to an extremely powerful person who could kill Geart in a short period of time.
Thinking of this, Auston felt quite envious in his heart.
However, there is no jealousy.
Because Goethe's eyes were fixed on him.
Alston, who has a great reputation on the mysterious side, does not dare to show the slightest bit of strange emotions.
He didn't want to follow in Geert's footsteps.
As for resistance?
Even the stronger Geert was instantly killed in one blow, so what did he care about?
Thinking in his heart, when he noticed a hint of coldness in Goethe's eyes, Auston immediately jumped down from the roof and asked softly in an enthusiastic but not excessive tone -
"Your Excellency Goethe Winchester, I heard that you are looking for something related to 'Prophet George'?"
