Chato Santana, the demon of vengeance.

He was not held in a solitary cell, but was dumped in an abandoned water tank by Amanda Waller.

The cylindrical box is connected to a water supply pipe at one end, and if the gate is opened, tons of water can fill the entire "cell".

This is a necessary measure to prevent Chato Santana from suddenly getting out of control.

The high-temperature flames he released didn't actually have any magical power, they were natural fires that could be doused with water.

"You're really fanfare."

Leo said with a smile before he walked through the barbed wire gate.

Behind him, two fire trucks were parked, and several high-pressure water cannons were ready to turn on at any moment.

"When dealing with demons, you can't let your guard down at any time."

Amanda Waller stood in the doorway, expressionless.

She was a little curious as to how Leo could convince Chato Santana.

If it was only in the form of threats, the vengeful demon would not necessarily give in easily.

"Just let Schrödinger and I go in. Private conversations are more helpful in reducing prisoners' defensive mentality. ”

Leo touched the black cat in his arms, and Shi Shiran walked outside the abandoned water tank.

Amanda Waller and Colonel Flegg remained at the door, while he bent his fingers and tapped on the rusty shell.

Knock knock!

A polite knock on the door is followed by a formal conversation.

"Hey, man, would you like to get to know each other?"

Through the round window, Leo's youthful face appeared in Chato Santana's sight.

And he also saw this so-called demon of revenge.

The other party's upper body was naked, as if he was not afraid of the cold.

The surface of the skin is covered with weird tattoos, most of which are terrifying images of some skeleton demons.

Even the face is not spared, full of distorted symbols and pitch-black branding.

Judging from this eye-catching look alone, he is an eccentric guy who can make people impressed.

"I don't want to know you, and I don't want to know anyone! So can you let me be quiet for a moment? ”

Chato Santana's attitude was so cold that he didn't even look up.

He would voluntarily surrender and give up resistance and go to prison as a prisoner who had lost his freedom.

On the one hand, it was because of the heartache and remorse for killing his wife and children by mistake that Chatto no longer attached to the business and power of the street gangs.

On the other hand, he is also aware of his own danger and does not want to hurt other people.

"At the moment, I'm afraid not."

Leo wasn't annoyed, he hugged Schrödinger and smiled.

He then raised his hand to open the rusty "door" and bent down into the abandoned tank under the shocked gaze of Amanda Waller and Colonel Fleg.

"Chato Santana, I'm giving you a chance to save yourself so that you don't have to lock yourself in prison anymore and repent every day for the mistakes you have made......"

Leo was half-crouched very ungracefully, and Schrödinger meowed twice.

The black cat broke free from his arms, ran to his shoulder, and stared at the tattooed man in front of him with those yellow pupils.

"Instead of staying in prison for the rest of your life, you should do something more meaningful. Even if you are full of sin, sooner or later you will be truly redeemed. ”

The vengeful demon sneered, unimpressed by Leo's words.

He sat cross-legged in place, his hands outstretched.

The flames burst from his hands, emitting real heat without harming Chato Santana's skin at all.

The bright light of the fire changed in the air, arranged into several letters.

Get out

"Oh, that's a bit bad."

Leo showed a somewhat helpless expression on his face, and his right hand casually drooped down, and he touched the deep ruby ring on his left hand.

"In fact, according to the normal process, after I have said the above words that are sincere enough, you should show complex emotions in your heart, from guilt and remorse to confusion and determination, and finally agree to join my team in order to redeem yourself...... In fact, many times the cliché is the most popular thing for people to see, because it means simple and straightforward, easy to accept. ”

"Dude, I don't understand why you're still here talking a bunch of nonsense! You're just like the woman who came before, just trying to turn me into a weapon! So- trouble get out of here, okay? ”

Chato Santana was a little impatient, even a hint of anger.

The reason why he is willing to stay in this prison with peace of mind is that he doesn't want others to disturb him.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me."

Leo smiled kindly and said softly: "I just want to tell you one thing, sometimes the best way to solve the problem is to solve the problem with a cannon, it can make both sides not have to get hurt. ”

"For example, you may not feel good next."

…………

Minutes passed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A rumbling sound came from the abandoned tank, and Amanda Waller and Colonel Fleg, standing in the doorway, glanced at each other, each feeling a little strange and nervous.

The former waved his hand to signal that the high-pressure water cannon was ready to standby, while the latter reached for the pistol at his waist.

Boom Boom Boom –

The violent tremors became more and more frequent, like a continuous dull thunderclap.

The metal casing of the discarded water tank, with obvious signs of bulge.

It was as if a ferocious beast was being held inside, and its roar was the sound of its roar.

Wisps of smoke came out from the outside, as if they were being scorched by high temperatures, and they faintly glowed red.

"Sir, I don't think Mr. White should be left alone in such a dangerous situation."

Colonel Flegg's expression was serious, and he had read the archives of Chato Santana.

The other party can be said to be an absolute unstable factor, and the terrifying ability to get out of control at any time makes this revenge demon like a time bomb.

I don't know when, the whole person will explode emotionally, releasing the flame of anger that burns everything!

And a vengeful demon can be no worse than any terrorist.

"Wait. Leo would never do something he was not sure of, and he would not take his life lightly. Losing his mind and putting himself in dangerous situations is not his style. ”

Amanda Waller's eyes narrowed, and her facial expression changed slightly.

Fleg, who didn't know how to read words and feelings, did not find the entanglement and hesitation in his chief's heart.

For the Sky Eye Society, for her, is the death of Leo White more beneficial than disadvantageous, or is it the other way around?

That's what Amanda Waller is pondering.

Boom!

There was a muffled "boom", like a heavy object slamming down on the abandoned water tank.

The round metal lid looks like a cannonball, and it bursts out with enough strength!

Immediately after, Chato Santana was kicked out with a heavy kick.

Like a ball, the whole person rolled around on the muddy ground a few times before struggling to get up.

Large puffs of smoke poured out of the tank, and a blurred figure gradually emerged.

Still in the same black trench coat, with Schrödinger lying quietly on his shoulders.

The young face was calm, and no emotion was visible.

"Please slow this down."

Leo put his hands in his pockets and shouted.

The high-pressure water cannon released a powerful and violent water jet, which was poured on the outside of the water tank, and the sound of "sizzling" immediately sounded.

The smoke is steaming and the white air is filling!

That tank was like a hot sauna, with billowing smoke.

Boom!

Leo kicked his foot, and some hot shiny leather shoes slammed into Chato Santana's face.

This vengeful demon has fallen to the ground again!

The heavy force even caused blood to flow from the corners of his mouth.

"I said you wouldn't be good then."

Leo said condescendingly.

Chato-Santana's eyes were filled with rage, and his body glowed with intense fire.

He was just about to release the anger and strength in his heart when he was pinched by a powerful palm around his neck.

The suffocating pressure rushed to his mind, and the flames that emerged from his body instantly dimmed.

The crimson ring on Leo's left hand glowed faintly, and the high-temperature flame seemed to be cut off.

He looked deeply at Chato Santana and proposed, quite sincerely—

"Let's talk again, shall we?"