"Sneaky guys, how long do you want to hide?" The man in the trench coat said as he looked towards the corner of the alley: "Do you want me to ask you to come out?" ”

Hearing the trench-coat man's words, Farr and Slaughter stopped, and at the same time looked in the direction of the trench-coat man's gaze.

But the alley was empty at all, quiet, and there was no one hiding in it.

"Murderous maniac, where are there still people in the alley, don't delay here because you're afraid of death." Farr said to the man in the trench coat.

Slaughter looked skeptical, and he didn't think much of anyone else would be wandering the streets at this time.

The man in the trench coat glanced at him twice, not bothering to explain.

He hadn't noticed Farr and Slaughter at the first time because he was absent-minded, but when he came back to his senses and became serious, he immediately noticed something else wrong.

Seeing that there was no movement in the alley, the man in the trench coat sneered, in front of his senses, this kind of hiding was meaningless.

Since the two little mice still want to hide, then I will personally invite them out.

The air around the trench coat man began to surge, causing the hem of his clothes to flutter, and the nearby waste paper flew up into the air and whirled.

Seeing this, Farr and Slaughter suddenly became nervous, ready for each other's attacks at any time.

But the man in the trench coat was not targeting them, and in the next second, the air in the alley trembled, and a breath pressure that was indistinguishable to the naked eye was pushed out, and it crashed into the wall not far away at a rapid speed.

Just when the air pressure was about to hit the wall, two black shadows that had been hiding for a long time finally jumped out uncontrollably.

With a bang, the wall was smashed and the rubble flew around, and dense mesh cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the wall.

Looking at the two people who appeared, the man in the trench coat smiled silently.

The two of them glared, obviously feeling a little stunned, they really didn't expect what the trench coat man said to be true, there were really other people in the alley besides the three of them.

"Who the hell are you two?" Before the man in the trench coat could speak, Farr couldn't help but speak first.

The two men who appeared later were both men, wearing the same black hat, black suit, black leather shoes, and most notably the blood-red tie they wore on their chests.

The two men in suits ignored Farr and simply focused on the man in the trench coat.

"Miracle killer, corpse killer, Serra, from the northernmost province of Reims to the current city of Xhate, you have caused us enough trouble, now that we have found it, you can be captured, so that you can suffer a little less." One of the men in a suit with a dark face spoke.

"Trouble? What's in trouble with me? I just did what I felt I had to do. Serra, the man in the trench coat, said.

"Don't you feel a little guilty about killing so many innocent people as an executioner?" The black-faced man asked.

"Those are all cancerous abilities, and getting rid of them is the best thing for humanity and the world, why do I need to feel guilty?" Serra replied as a matter of course: "Besides, they are not all innocent, what have they done, I will not say it here, don't you know yourself?" ”

"Ordinary people are human beings, and people with abilities are also people, and anyone can make stupid mistakes and do wrong things, which can't be a reason to be treated differently at all, but what you do now is all about the superpower."

"The impact of the two is not the same as the harm they can cause."

"In any case, you are not a judge or a policeman, what right do you have to try other people's crimes, and what right do you have to decide the life and death of others at will?" Seeing the other party's indifferent look, the black-faced man said angrily: "Do you know how many innocent families have been destroyed by you, and how many children have lost their fathers and mothers?" ”

"Judges, police? They do have the power to arrest and try ordinary people, but they have nothing to do with the supernatural. "So I don't need to be them, since they can't, then I'll judge them in my own way." ”

"Then you're just a murderer, an executioner, and a person who takes pleasure in killing, don't think of yourself as so great!!" The black-faced man took a step forward and said through gritted teeth.

"You're wrong, I'm not great, and I don't feel happy killing at all." Serra glanced at the black-faced man, then lowered her eyes and whispered.

"Calm down, Link, it's useless for us to say more about this kind of obsessive guy." The black-faced man's companion reached out to stop him, and the man was pale compared to the black-faced man, staring at Serra with a pair of eyebrowless eyes under the brim of his hat.

Link's emotions came and went as fast as he could, and as soon as his companion Dogberg persuaded him, he quieted down, as if the anger he had just felt was just a delusion.

"Hey, hey, you're enough!! It's so hot to talk over there, isn't it too much for anyone to see, have you forgotten that we are still there? At this time, Farr, who had been watching the play, interjected dissatisfiedly.

Seeing the eyes of the two people who came later, Farr raised his finger and pointed at them and said, "Who are you two?" Where did it come from? ”

"That's what we should have asked, you two don't even know us??" The black-faced man Link said.

"Are you amazing? Why do we have to know you, I'll make it clear here anyway, this guy. Farr snorted at Serranu and continued, "This guy is our target, please leave quietly for you lates." ”

Link and Dockberg looked at each other.

"We are Deacos II Link and Docberg of the Board of Governors' Adjudication Action Team." Link introduced, "This man is a dangerous Psychic Killer, and has been designated a dangerous wanted target by the Council, and we are going to arrest him now, so you better get out of here." ”

Hearing each other's self-introductions, Farr and Slaughter looked at each other's outfits again, and then seemed to remember something.

Farr burst out laughing, as if he had met some great event, and Slaughter looked suddenly embarrassed.

Their reaction was greatly unexpected by others, whether it was Link and Docberg, or Serra, they were all stunned.

"Tonight is really our lucky day, it turns out that you are the members of the Scarlet Council." Slaughter was obviously less talkative, and it was still Farr who spoke first, and without waiting for the other party to respond, he continued: "Very well, you can stay aside and be a witness, and witness that I will do justice and destroy this corpse-splitting murderer. ”

"Do you know what kind of opponent you're facing?"

"I'm ......," Slaughter was about to speak, but immediately stopped interrupting.

"You remember, I am Flame and Ice, a powerful combination that will soon be known to all the Awoken, and we are destined to be the most powerful Awoke!!" Farr took a step forward, his head held high, his hands on his hips, and announced in a loud voice.

As soon as Farr finished speaking, the alley fell silent for a while, Slaughter covered his face with his hands, turned his body and couldn't bear to look at it directly, and the other three remained motionless as if they had been petrified.