Franka still remembered the resentful looks of the gangsters they found before they died when they were tracking down the supplies left in the military camp——
"It's them! It's them who gave it to us to sell!"
"Then I just heard you say that you plan to follow them and take revenge on them?" The strong man squinted his eyes and saw through the tricks of such little people at a glance, "You still have the guts to touch the spokesperson of the military?"
Isn't this a frame-up? When did these little gangsters on the underworld become so bold?
"...emmmm" Golden Beard Jonathan was stunned, "Fake! They are simply fake! They are not the spokesperson of the military!"
Look! It’s indeed a lie! A lie!
Inconsistency will lead to self-defeation.
The strong man sneered shamelessly: "Their identities are fake and you still said they took the bullets and asked you to sell them?"
"Really! It's true that they took the bullets and asked us to sell them!" Jonathan was so anxious that his mouth trembled.
"Pfft!" The cold light slashed through the head, and the head fell to the ground, "Hey!"
The strong man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he turned to look at the others, "Tell me, who gave you the supply?"
Facing these rotten people in the outside world, a strong man has no tolerance at all. Even if hundreds of such people die, no one will care at all.
He had completely lost all patience when he heard that the other party's preface and last words were inconsistent, and he wanted to frame someone for his death.
This kind of person should be killed!
Anyway, he is not the only one who secretly colludes with people in the underworld and the military camp. If one line is broken, another can be started.
kill!
All the younger brothers were silent, looking at each other subconsciously, their big eyes full of confusion - how to answer this?
Telling the truth will kill you, do you want them to make it up right now?
Seeing the confused looks flashing in the eyes of the younger brothers, the strong man became even more impatient.
These scum!
I just happened to be out for a long time, and I don’t have much of the special anti-demon essential oil left, so I’ll use you to replenish some!
The strong man stretched out his hand, and ripples suddenly appeared in the space in front of his palm. An instrument made entirely of black steel slowly emerged from the turbulent space.
After it appeared to be at least half of its size, the strong man suddenly pulled it out——
On one side, there is a furnace like a bronze tripod on four sides.
Soul Furnace, a special creation that burns the souls of sinners to obtain precious essential oils that can be used to deal with demons.
Only products obtained by sacrificing souls can cause real harm to those high-dimensional demons that are difficult for mortals to understand.
Even mortals without psychic talent possess enough psychic power to scream in agony when they face painful death.
If they want to fight against demons, they have to be more demonic than demons and more psychic than psychic!
There is a large furnace inside the Arbitration Institute that burns the souls of countless sinners all night long to provide the agency's executive officers with special essential oils against demons that they need for daily operations, and those who go out to perform long-term missions and reach a certain level
You are also allowed to bring a small furnace to facilitate local materials collection.
This was the first time for the strong man who had taken advantage of the eldest lady to use this thing. He was quite regretful that he never had a chance to show it off.
Now is a great time to use it.
"Ah~ah!"
"Ahhh"
The gangsters who were thrown next to the furnace and caught in the flames of their souls howled in agony that reached deep into their souls. The flames did not harm their bodies, but the torture of the temperature was more difficult to inflict than any physical torture.
People bear it.
Seeing this scene, Franka couldn't bear it and walked far away to block her ears with psychic energy.
Some people are still kind even if they believe in demons, and some people are disgusting even if they are human beings.
Franka, who had some background knowledge, also hated these people deeply, but she still couldn't bear to look at this soul-based torture, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.
This is not only a punishment for sinners, but also a weapon arsenal that allows humans to fight against the power of demons.
Facing the demons who truly came to the world from high-dimensional space, without this special substance supplied by the soul, even the executive officers of their arbitration office would have difficulty getting any benefits.
Fortunately, this kind of ordinary gangster has a poor soul and a weak will, and cannot endure the burning of the soul flame for long.
The soul was burned to ashes, and the body that lost the master of the soul fell limply to the ground.
The strong man picked up the furnace from the ground and used a special glass bottle to carefully catch the pool of slightly browned and slightly viscous liquid that flowed out of it.
"That's it." The disappointment was palpable.
"I'll keep it." Franka snatched it away.
"..." The strong man moved his mouth, wanting to refuse, but he couldn't.
…
Since those gangsters mentioned these guys before they died, there seems to be nothing wrong with touching them and taking a look.
Even if there is no suspicion, they still need to be stamped as "good people".
Franka looked at the three strange guys with interest, looking forward to what they wanted to do.
…
“It’s always good to do a little more and prepare a little more.”
"Indeed... well prepared."
Kuang Xin and Dai Lian happily prepared traps, intending to give those NPC players who dared to covet the swallows a little shock.
The sky was getting darker, Gong Yan curled up her arms and covered her arms with her hands, "Do you feel a little cold?"
The sense of danger like needles irritating his skin, Kuang Xin subconsciously looked in a certain direction——
Under the dim sky, the green light is like a firefly floating in the forest...
"Fuck! They're coming!"
Old rival! The wolf is coming!
"Stop digging, get ready to kill!"
Today is different from the past. They have experience and are no stranger to facing this old opponent. Before the wolf blood remains on their hands has dried, these beasts appear in front of them again.
Apart from the fact that the timing of the appearance was not quite right, they were not too afraid.
"I haven't killed you for so long, so you can't wait to die, right?" Kuang Xin dual-wielded battle axes, as brave as a super-ancient war god.
"Lead to the trap! Lead to the trap!" Dai Lian jumped behind him anxiously. The more muscular the gorilla is, the lower its IQ is.
Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, a hero is hard to beat with a pack of wolves, but you are still invincible!
If I give him a few more months to develop, I'm afraid he'll be able to fight those zerg, orcs, demons and other natural disasters all by himself!
…
Looking at the messy scene, Franka, who was hiding in the dark, pursed her lips slightly.
It seems that these people have a lot of experience in dealing with wolves, so they are not in any danger.
And these traps are just to deal with these wild wolves?
When strength is insufficient, external help is indeed needed.
But even if you don't have enough strength, you still have to do such "difficult" things...just because it is beneficial to the people?
During the time she was wandering the black streets, she heard that someone had quietly eliminated many wild wolves in the black forest, which reduced many "missing" cases among civilians living nearby.
This is not a difficult thing to do, but few people are willing to do it.
It is always difficult to complete a commission without an employer paying commission.
Right now it looks like...
"Is this what they did too?"
Is it their spontaneous idea, or is it an order from the mysterious boss they say?
Franka blinked, becoming more and more interested in the leader behind this organization.
The fighting lasted for a long time...
Looking at the three experienced people who were panting after the battle, Franka put her hands on her back and took the initiative to step out, "Let's go out and talk to them..."
