Capturing prey weaker than oneself is purely a compulsion of strength and crushing of intelligence, while hunting down prey much stronger than oneself requires extraordinary skill and extraordinary intelligence in addition to strength and intelligence.

In just two months, the name of the "Evil Death" has spread to all corners of the world, with more than 10,000 known members in all continents with high crime rates. But now, this number has begun to be drastically reduced, because these guys who "counter violence with violence" will not be recognized by international law, and have risen from a local problem to an international problem. For this reason, Interpol could not sit still and began their arrest operation...... Soon, most of the members of the organization were tracked down and arrested, and then a group of cadres who organized the reorganization and planning were arrested. The arrests were lightning fast and dismantled the organization, which had only been established for two months. It's just that every time they arrest a member of the organization, they hear a few cries that are so similar:

"You indulge in adultery and get away with it, but you go to great lengths to arrest and convict us, it's really a heinous crime! But we rejoice that our leaders are still as free as the wind, and continue to eradicate sin and alleviate the hatred in our hearts for us......"

Indeed, they have carried out many operations, but so far they have not been able to arrest the elusive "Grim Reaper".

And when he caught the leader who actually commanded the organization's actions, he drooped his messy blond hair, coldly, and roared with a proud glory:

"It's useless, our 'gods' will continue to act, as long as those 'evil ghosts' continue to emerge!"

After hearing this, the police officer standing next to him casually gave him a shot, and after a bright blood flower bloomed in his chest, he fell to the ground and died.

"Don't underestimate our Interpol! You murderer! The police officer, who had just shot and killed, yelled in displeasure. After the roar, he announced the immediate start of Operation "Dark Night", vowing to bring the pretending guy to justice.

According to the relevant information of the intelligence agency, and according to his own years of pursuit experience, he finally found the nest of the "Grim Reaper" in a slum. In order to avoid startling the snake, he instructed two burly police officers to guard the outside first, and he should go alone to the dark room, where he would meet the guy who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

The two police officers really didn't dare to slack off for a minute at the moment, if it were usual, they would have taken out their mobile phones to play "Temple Run". Now they all held their breath and waited quietly for the next instruction from the chief.

Soon, a steady and smug footsteps came. Hearing the familiar sound of footsteps, one of the officers breathed a sigh of relief and happily turned back to welcome their commander back safely.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and the soul was frightened. It was another officer who fired the gun, he picked up the gun in his hand, loaded it, and was about to fire a second shot, the muzzle of which was pointed in the direction from which the footsteps came.

"Hey! Man, how are you shooting your own commander! The officer asked his companion.

"Yes," the officer said, picking up the blood-stained hat from the ground, placing it on his head, and continuing in a disdainful tone, "are you two trying to rebel?" Dare to shoot your own commander. ”

"Bang-" The second shot rang out, and he fired it again. The officer immediately threw himself at his companion, snatched the gun from his hand, and scolded:

"Did you eat too many hamburgers and break your head? That's our sir! ”

He shook off his companion with a puzzled and blaming face, and calmly told his companion:

"That's not our sir, don't forget, our sir's least like to wear hats, and besides, he's not that tall. So tall guy who didn't tuck his hat into his military coat, do you still think of him as a chief? He snatched his gun back.

Having said that, his companion still hesitated, could he just deny his most respected commander with such a few things? But his instincts as a soldier told him that he could not be emotionally allowed at this moment. When the so-called chief approached and showed his face, he finally shed tears of pain.

"Sir!" While yelling, he pulled out his gun as fast as he could.

"Bang!" "Bang-" "Bang-"

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession. He shot at his most respected commander, but his companion didn't have time to shoot, and the two shots went straight to their bottom and fell to the ground where their chief's body was lying. He looked at the tragic death of his chief and his companions in front of him, and never dreamed that the abominable "Grim Reaper" would use the corpse of their commander as a puppet, and when he made up his mind to shoot, his commander became a living shield......

When the news of the death of the three Interpols returned to the headquarters, the commander sighed, and then reluctantly terminated the pursuit, offering a heavy reward for the heads of the "Grim Reaper" and the recovery of the bodies of the three policemen.

Who wouldn't want to try the action of taking the benefits? Of course, including him, who has been living a little poor recently, after getting the news, he drove his own modified motorcycle, "Diao Wolf", rushed to Jun's house as soon as possible, and told him all his thoughts.

"Hehe, Kaede, I didn't expect you to have a time when you were short of money to spend." Joon smiled playfully.

"Cut, aren't you also idle at home and have nothing to do? If you don't go out during the winter vacation, I don't know what you're busy with all day. Kaede replied a little unpleasantly.

"Well, what are you going to do?" Joon suddenly became serious.

"Do what you planned, it's up to you." Kaede is very skillful in throwing this sentence.

Joon looked back at the data on his computer. Since the summer vacation, he has also been tracking the actions of the "Obscene Death" organization, especially the behavioral characteristics of the elusive "Grim Reaper".

"Alright." He put down the mouse, stretched on the bench, and asked Kaede again, "When are you going to act?" ”

"Tonight." Kaede put down the finished Coke and replied without thinking.

After hearing his answer, Joon couldn't help but laugh. When he laughs, it means: the hunt has begun!

The gears of time turn back to that amber moon night.

"Ahh Kaede faced the actress in front of him and wanted to perform, but he couldn't do it.

"It's coming!" Joon's voice came through the Bluetooth headset.

The policemen hidden outside the walls all stared with bated breath, raising their vigilance a hundred times. Feng Zheng swallowed his saliva, broke out a few drops of cold sweat, and reluctantly forced himself to lean towards the dedicated actress. What they are about to stage is a good show of rapists bullying girls, there is no director, but now, what everyone wants most in their hearts is the passerby A who comes to smash the field, and that passerby A can also be regarded as a hero, and that hero should naturally be played by the "Grim Reaper" who came to save the beauty.

Kaede took off his shirt and lay on the actress's plump body, looking at the actress's expression, he felt so uncomfortable, thinking to himself why didn't this stinky death come quickly, he originally planned to find other men to play this play, why didn't anyone have the courage to give it a try? Isn't it acting......

Just as he was impatiently putting on his clothes, the bell tied to the string rang - and before he could react, the Grim Reaper was already standing behind him with a long knife.

"Ahh Oh, she won't be afraid to run away when she sees death coming, she is dedicated enough.

Kaede couldn't go far if he wanted to, and he was about to get up, but his clothes were grabbed by the actress, and his legs were so frightened that he saw her like that. Just as he was about to tell her to let go, the Grim Reaper swung a knife at him.

"Sizzle, sizzle—" said too late, and when the knife was cut, it was stopped by strings and made a screeching sound. Immediately afterward, more strings appeared from both sides and wrapped around the long knife, and the force interacted with each other, making an even more piercing grinding sound.

The "Grim Reaper" subconsciously tried hard to shake off these obstructive strings, but Kaede, who broke free, took advantage of the loophole and kicked him hard in the knee, trying to put him down and carry out a more effective next attack. Unexpectedly, not only did he not put him down, but he didn't have a reaction to any pain at all, and if someone else had been kicked by him, he would have already suffered a crushed fracture.

The moment he was still retracting his legs, the Grim Reaper's hands let go of the knife and reached out at him, grabbed his legs, and threw him towards the wall with all his might—the moment he was about to hit the wall, Kaede quickly pulled the strings in his hand, weaving a cohesive "spider web" in a space only one centimeter away from the wall and his body. Although he still hit the wall in the end, with the cushioning effect of the net, his strong body is no big problem.

When the Grim Reaper came to the scene, he seemed to know that he had fallen for someone else's job, but he didn't mean to stop there, because it had been so long, and it was the first time he had met his opponent, and besides, now his opponent was still a little devil who could hit twice. He was very excited, the muscles all over his body were tense, his hands and feet were bruised, he had killed so many people one after another, he was exposed to his true bloodiness at the moment, and his face was as hideous as if he was going to eat people, he wanted to kill this arrogant imp!

He believed that the hunt was for him, and he was the hunter! Leaving aside the useless knife, he gasped frantically and rushed towards Kaede, intending to tear him to pieces...... It's a pity that just when he was close to Kaede, the countless strings appeared again, just like his knife just now, the tough strings wrapped around him with flesh and blood, so that he could only stare dryly, viciously releasing a murderous aura at Kaede, who was wiping the blood on the side. At this point, the scene is as described at the beginning of the second chapter.