Ed spoke very politely and sincerely. He felt that what he said was very polite and sincere. In fact, he did say it very politely and sincerely. In his style, there's no doubt about it.

But listening to Barflorenza's ears, he didn't think so at all.

"I've been humiliated enough today," he gasped lowly, Eddard's hands relaxed so that he could speak normally, but unfortunately what Ed said was not at all the same as Ed wanted to hear, "A mad who should have disappeared into the legend suddenly appeared, broke into the kingdom of me, a sick man, a businessman, a senior administrator of A.R.X. who insisted on principle and honor, and slaughtered all my loyal guards like an executioner. He also forced me to open my mouth with frenzied means, and my teeth were pulled out one by one...... No one can do that to me, you know? No one can do these things to me and be safe and sound and pay no price - I'm telling you, she's finished. She didn't kill me, and that would be the worst mistake she'll ever make in her life! I don't care what kind of ace elite she used to be, what kind of top killer no one dares to mess with—I see you fight her, I see your fists hit her, I see that even she feels pain and gets knocked to the ground - and that's the key, detective, that's the answer! ”

Pafrensa's smile became hideous and crazy at this point, and the whole person fell into a strange, almost morbid state of excitement. "She's not some invincible god of war, detective!" He let out a hoarse laugh as ugly as a male duck with his leaky beak, and the blood of the laugh flowed out from the corners of his mouth again, and the laughing Ed moved his torso slightly behind him involuntarily, "She's not a god, she's not a demon, she's not a monster beyond understanding, she's a human!" It's just like you, me, and the useless garbage out there that was killed as casually today as the broken dog toys! It's people who bleed, they hurt, they get tired, they get tired, they fail, they get killed! And I can promise, I can assure you, detective - as long as she can be killed, she will be killed! I will do everything in my power to take revenge, and I will take revenge for today's blood! ”

Pafrenza gasped, as if the roar had drained him a lot of strength, no less than Eddard, who had just been beaten by Tithe. But he still didn't mean to stop, the twitching of the corners of his mouth became more and more intense, more and more weird, and his eyes gradually turned red, as if he was about to shed blood and tears in the next moment.

"And when that time comes," he muttered softly, not looking at Ed, nor at anything, but staring at somewhere in the void with dilated pupils, as if he had entered another world, "until that time comes—that time will come, and I know that time will come—and then ...... after that."

With a slight twitch, Paflorensa's eyes regained focus and turned to look at Ed. Ed looked at the man with the same eyes as a bald cook with his hands full of vegetables like a fruit stall owner, and saw his blood-soaked red lips bloom with the most evil smile he had ever seen in his life.

"After that—after that is dealt with—it's your turn, detective." He laughed, stared down at Ed with wide eyes and unscrupulously, and raised his head high, as if it was just an insignificant bed bug in front of him, "Don't think you can escape, you impolite and unruly guy, your fate will be the same as that, you will all ......"

"Boom-"

Before Pafrenza could finish his last words, Ed slammed his fist into the side of his neck, knocking him unconscious and falling to the bed with his eyes rolled over.

Fingers pinched the center of his eyebrows, and Ed licked his lips twice with his eyes closed, and sighed. It was his fault, no doubt his fault. He really shouldn't have tried to have some peaceful, quiet conversation with a weak man who has just been stimulated by intense mental stimulation, which is simply impossible, and will suffer from a very chaotic and unreasonable backlash that the other person may not even know what he is talking about. The first thing he needs to do now is to calm this guy down.

Glancing at Pafrensa, who was lying flat on the bed with his mouth open, Ed was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the bedside table he had been paying special attention to. He opened the drawer of the cabinet, rummaged through the mess inside, and pulled out a cell phone.

It's like the kind of unique contact tool that is only used in special situations, specially tailored for individual characters, with only one number in it, and I don't know where it will go.

Ed looked at the phone, paused slightly, and put it in his pocket. This kind of thing is not guaranteed to be used at some point in the future, maybe, maybe. He'd had similar experiences in the past, mostly surprises, but of course some scares.

Then he moved his ass off the bed and stood up and moved his body. Just now he wasn't just listening dryly to Baventenza's boring, nourishing nonsense, he was also resting, quietly recuperating. Although he would not have been able to recover without supplies, he was at least much stronger than when he first entered the door. This gave him an idea.

He straightened his clothes, turned and walked out of the room. After a while, he came back with an extra basin of cold water in his hand. He poured the basin of cold water all over Pavrenza's head.

"Ahh

Whether it is to wake up a person in a coma or to refresh a person who is lying in bed, this trick has always been tried and tested, without exception, the magic doctor rejuvenates the miracle doctor. Not only did Pafrensa wake up, but he was so energetic that he almost had a Thomas spin for three and a half weeks.

Ed pushed him back and didn't let him fall overboard. He felt so kind.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Pafrensa." He said, with a polite voice in his voice, "I hope you're sober now." ”

"You ......"

Mr. Pafrenza, who had just been "sobered up", was obviously still a little dazed and a little confused. He sat there, his face covered in droplets. The pot that Ed poured on him was a full pot. A full pot.

Then his mind began to spin again, and he recognized Ed in front of him, and all his memories were restored.

"I can't believe you would dare to do that!" He let out a shrill howl and glared at Ed with a vicious look on his face, "You're dead, I assure you, detective—you're dead!" No one can ......"

"Good, good, good, Mr. Pafrenza, I see. You're absolutely right. Ed waved his hand, trying to calm down the still very emotional Baflorenza as much as possible. But his words seemed to have no effect, and Pafrensa's eyes were still as big as the bodhi seed that had been crossed with grapes, and her face was twisted and she kept opening her mouth and babbling wildly. Ed took a breath, his face sank. His patience ran out.

Grabbing Pafrenza's wrist once more, which had not been broken by tithe, Ed's five fingers twisted hard, counterclockwise, causing the entire arm to twist into a strange shape. Pafrenza screamed like a groundhog standing on a high slope.

"I'm hungry, Mr. Bafrensa." Ed lowered his head and approached Pafrenza, his voice as calm as the face of a black pool of dead red fish floating, "I want to finish as soon as possible and then go back to the city to find a place to eat." I hope you'll be able to cooperate with me so that it can be easier for both of us. ”

"You ......" Pafrenza didn't finish his sentence as Ed twisted his arm and pressed harder. Paflorenca screamed again.

Ed looked at him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth opened to reveal a somewhat exaggerated smile, his white teeth gleaming.

"Do you know what I like most about you guys, Mr. Pafrenza?" He opened his mouth softly, with a strange slowness in his tone, "I like that you belong to the identity of 'people from that side of the world' like me...... The principle of civilization is that we must be merciful to the criminals than they are to the victims, because we cannot allow ourselves to be reduced to the same level as the criminals, which is the taboo of civilization, and the most fundamental reason why we abandon homomorphic revenge - but you, you and I, we are not part of civilization, at least not part of the good side. We are...... A more primitive kind of thing, a more backward kind of existence. ”

Giggling, Ed adjusted his position to sit more comfortably. He looked at Pafrensa, the man who had now calmed down and was looking straight into his eyes. There was something different in his gaze.

"Do you know what that means, Mr. Pafrenza?" Ed continued softly, in a tone like a grandmother lulling her grandson to sleep, "This means that after paying the heavy price of standing in opposition to civilization in the relative sense, we can do things that people in civilized society are not able to do without impunity under certain circumstances. ”

“……”

"Miss Tilo has done something very excessive to you," Ed let go of Baflorence's wrist, and his fingertips touched the side of Baflorence's face, gently touching it as if he were his closest lover, and then squeezed Pavrensa's mouth open.

He looked inside. That's right, almost half. Tithes pulled out half of his teeth.

"Freehand," he shook his head with some sigh, "I really don't know how she did it...... I'd like to give it a try, too. ”

"Whew-"

Without waiting for Pafrensa, whose eyes widened suddenly, to open his mouth again, Ed directly broke his mouth and put his hand in his mouth.