Shame on you!

Little Bancy looked at Griffin's appearance, couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips, and then, put the futon on his head.

"We are the Four Horsemen of Xinde City!"

His head is buried in the crook of his right arm, his left hand is raised diagonally upward, his right leg is slightly bent, and his left leg is straight.

Jason, Edward, and the female pastry chef didn't look at the two of them, and walked straight out of the alley.

Can't talk to Griffin or Bancy Jr. too much.

After all, a low IQ is contagious.

……

'Dog's Paw' Brooke is not famous for having a dog's paw on his hands, but for having a 'dog's claw' birthmark on his face.

As the boss of the Hound Gang, Brooke's poor reputation is well known from far and wide.

Even, to some extent, fame.

Because, Bruker is in the business of 'lending'.

Of course, it's not formal.

What he is best at is seven out of sixteen and 'blood loan'.

The former is necessary to keep the gang running.

Latter?

It was his interest.

It was as if at this time, a couple on Black Pepper Street had just signed a contract.

The husband took 7 dollars.

The wife returned to Brooke.

The gagged wife has a pleading eye in her eyes and her body is constantly struggling.

It's a pity that it's useless.

"Flip the book!"

"Flip through the book, I'll pick you up!"

The husband said so.

Then, without paying much attention to his wife, he just walked out.

Woo, woo!

The gagged wife whimpered.

Brooke watched with interest.

He just likes to watch things like that.

The misfortune of others can bring him excitement.

So, he never gets tired of it.

"Hate or hate?"

"Grievances or not?"

"Do you want revenge?"

Brooke asked softly as he stood behind the wife.

The wife bowed her head and remained silent.

Brooke laughed.

He had seen so many of these things, and he had a great deal of experience, so he grabbed the wife by the hair and dragged her in the direction of the door.

"Don't you dare?"

"I'll help you!"

Brooke said.

The gang member, who acted as a squire, opened the door directly, and through this door, the wife saw her husband surrounded in the garden by several members of the Hound Gang.

"What are you going to do?"

The husband asked, frightened.

"What a bold man, he dares to steal something here!"

A gang member yelled.

The husband shuddered.

"Nope!"

"I didn't!"

"I ......"

Burst!

The husband tried to explain, but before he could finish speaking, a dagger pierced him from the back, completely losing his ability to speak.

Life passes.

Death shrouded.

Brooke dragged the other man's wife in front of him.

"Come!"

"See clearly!"

"I've avenged you!"

Brooke smiled excitedly, and the 'dog's paw' mark on his face began to distort, making his whole face full of flesh more and more hideous.

Then, he pulled out the rag from the other wife's mouth.

He looked forward to the next scream.

"No!"

Just as he expected.

A scream rang out.

Carefree!

It's so enjoyable!

"Hahaha."

Brooke laughed, and he raised his hand to grab the other wife's again, but this time, instead of just grabbing the other party's hair, he was also tearing at the other party's clothes.

The husband hadn't completely lost his breath.

At this time, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Come, look."

"Take a good look."

Brooke grew more and more excited.

Then......

Burst!

The excitement on Brooke's face froze.

His head flew high.

A broad-bladed short-handled machete swept across his neck.

A tall figure wearing an ice hockey mask appeared behind Brooke at some point.

According to the plan, they were going to infiltrate.

Sometimes, however, plans don't change as quickly.

There are some things that I can't help but do.

Ordinary infiltration, failed.

Jason Choice, the perfect way to dive in.

He's good at this.

Under the hockey mask, Jason's face is unintelligible.

But at this moment, Jason's eyes were cold and murderous.

"Boss!"

"Boss Brooke!"

The surrounding gang members exclaimed.

And Jason doesn't stop walking, and the knife in his hand doesn't stop.

In the flickering cold light, people's heads rolled.

In the corner of the garden, Edward's face changed several times, and finally, he turned his head to look at Griffin, "Brooke has been doing this?" ”

"He's a pervert."

"The kind with a good reputation."

Griffin shrugged.

"Damn it!"

Little Bancy said coldly.

"Kill?"

"Brooke isn't alone in this bastard."

"He's just one of them, and it's not too much."

Griffin looked at Little Bancy playfully.

"Then I'll kill these guys one by one."

Little Bancy gritted his teeth.

"Hey, don't forget who you are."

Griffin reminded.

Little Bancy was stunned for a moment.

Edward, on the side, lowered his hood again.

"We are now the 'Punishers'!"

With that, Edward walked to the main building, where more gang members rushed out, the revolver in his hand, and pulled the trigger again and again.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of gunfire woke Bancy Jr.

"yes."

"We are now the 'Punishers'!"

Little Bancy raised his 'typewriter' and began to shoot at the men.

Griffin blinked.

Finally, it was a show.

"Well, you guys won."

With that, he rushed to the side of the building.

It was the bedroom of the 'Dog's Paw', which was also the secret room.

If anything, it will definitely be hidden there.

By the time he arrived, he had already made everything clear.

The rest?

It's about finding the crucial evidence.

Then, it will be possible to confirm whether Brooke 'Dogpaw' knows that he is the agent of the 'Ghost Squad'.

Wait a minute!

'Dogpaw' Brooke has been taken out by Jason.

Even if it is confirmed, what can it do?

A twitch appeared on Griffin's futon-clad face, who had suddenly come back to his senses.

"Impulsive!"

"It's so impulsive!"

"You should interrogate and kill that bastard."

Griffin, who was thinking like this in his heart, kept walking.

With one in ten thousand hopes, he rushed in.

Then, to his surprise, he found a 'code book'.

Not an ordinary 'code book', but a radio 'code book'.

What does a gang boss want a radio codebook for?

In an instant, something occurred to Griffin.

Involuntarily, a happy color appeared on his face.

Then, it's time to look through the codebook.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his hand touching the codebook.

Unable to help himself, Griffin began to scratch his hands.

But the more you scratch it, the more itchy.

The more itchy, the more I want to scratch.

And, soon, it's no longer in hand.

It's the whole body!

He's tearing his clothes!

Streams of blood began to emerge on Griffin's body.

However, he still couldn't help it.

The blood path gradually became a blur of flesh and blood.

The fleshy body made the itch finally stop.

But then comes pain!

White maggots emerged from Griffin's bloody wounds.

They squirm.

They nibble.

They have ......

Jason's general face.