Chapter Twenty-Four: Weird 2

'Hiss'

With a slight sound, the terrible wound that kept bleeding slowly closed again.

This time, however, Ron could clearly see the wound at a slower rate than the previous ones.

Although it is not much, it makes him feel that this inhuman resilience is also limited.

And, most importantly, through the battle just now, Ron found that the only advantage of this woman is that she is fast, and her recovery power is only a little higher than that man's.

The reason why he was almost injured at the beginning was just that he was suddenly attacked and didn't grasp the rhythm of the other party.

Ron narrowed his eyes at the woman whose thighs had fully recovered, and flicked the cross sword in his right hand.

"Let's see how many pieces of meat your resilience can help you grow!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to rush over this time.

The sound of 'ding-ding-ding' was heard again.

The continuous slashing of the two swords, coupled with Ron's strength far greater than this woman, after mastering the rhythm of the opponent's attack, Ron almost pressed and beat this woman.

After a while, the woman who had just recovered had several deep wounds on her body again.

A muffled grunt of pain came from time to time.

The black tight-fitting wallet on his body looked completely scrapped, revealing the white shirt inside.

After learning that the other party's resilience was just a show, Ron planned to capture the woman alive and torture her slowly.

Anyway, she has such a perverted ability, and she doesn't worry about accidentally dying, so Ron's attack is getting more and more aggressive, as if she really wants to see where the limit of this woman's resilience is.

'Poof!!'

The dagger slammed into the woman's sword-wielding wrist.

With a 'dang' sound, the rapier fell on the grass.

Then, Ron kicked her directly in the waist.

'Click!'

It was as if something was breaking.

The woman fell to the ground, red blood running down her wrist as if she didn't want money.

In embarrassment, the woman tried to pick up the spandexter next to her, but just as she was about to reach out, a black boot stepped directly on her injured wrist.

Ron leaned over slightly, looking down at the woman at his feet.

The other party's originally slightly red eyes had completely turned blood-red at this time, only the pupils were still black, looking very scary, and they were staring at him with vicious eyes.

Not caring about the woman's eyes, Ron crouched down and narrowed the distance between the two.

"Your recovery is already very slow, and you can use it almost now, so shouldn't we talk about your identity, by the way, and what is your ability? ”

Inhuman resilience, and this guy's weird eye color, Ron always feels a little like a vampire in his previous life, but he doesn't know if this woman sucks blood.

In response to Ron's questioning, the woman clearly did not intend to cooperate.

"Mortal, you can't kill me!!Don't force me!!"

"Huh!?" frowning, Ron slowly got to his feet, revealing a cruel smile. "I think you may have misunderstood me, when did I want to kill you? You still have a lot of things in your mouth that I want to know, and I'm also very curious about your ability, you say, wait a minute, if I cut off all your limbs, will it grow right away, or a little bit of dried blood, your body shouldn't be infinitely blood-made, right? Well, if your head is hurt, you won't die, so what if that's the case?"

With the words in Ron's mouth, the face of the woman whose eyes were still very vicious just now turned more and more pale.

She had no idea how the human in front of her could come up with so many terrible punishments.

For a long time, it seemed that the spirit of Ron's words broke down, and the woman screamed frantically.

"You damn demon, devil!!Kill me!!Kill me!!Damn me!!"

Hearing the shouting from beneath his feet, Ron closed his mouth and just quietly watched the woman vent.

It took a while for her to stop.

After a pause, Ron removed the boots that were on her hand and looked at the woman who was still lying on the ground with a calm gaze.

"What's your name?"

As if knowing her fate, the woman sat up from the ground and took a deep breath before speaking slowly.

"Penny Cucoo. ”

Hearing the answer, Ron looked at her with satisfaction.

"Alright, Miss Cuco, tell me who you and this man really are, the name of the organization, and what are you here for?"

In response to Ron's barrage of questions, the woman named Penny shook her head. "I can't say who we are, if I do, I'll die!"

"Will you die?" Ron raised an eyebrow, nodding understandingly, thinking of this guy's incredible abilities. "What about the rest, the purpose of your coming here, and have you seen me?"

"We're just in charge of gathering intelligence, and we're doing small tasks along the way. As she spoke, the woman looked up at his young face, blinked, and then said incredulously. "Is it you?

"Oh?" Ron narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the woman's expression. "Tell me where you saw me. ”

“”

It seemed a little shocked to see Ron's appearance, and it took a long time before she replied.

"It was in the hunt mission information from the previous day"

"Hunting mission?" Ron asked, after a moment's thought. "Who posted it? How many of you know about this task? What is the channel through which the task is released?"

"I don't know" The woman seemed to think of something, and with a look of fear on her face, she shook her head again. "Can't say. ”

"Can't say that either?"

Ron's expression became a little solemn.

With this level of secrecy, he had a feeling that the organization behind this woman was much more complex and huge than he had imagined.

Moreover, he was not sure if the woman really couldn't say it, or if she was lying.

However, when he contacted the man who had died before, he believed that it was true that the woman had seen him at least on the mission.

Although Ron had limited information from the woman, combined with the clues he knew, he had vaguely surmised something.

After thinking for a long time, he took two steps back and waved his hand at the woman sitting on the ground.

"Let's go. ”

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, Ron would say this, the woman was slightly stunned, and then showed a happy look.

"You mean, you're going to let me go?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded, seriously. "I have never killed women, and I don't want to kill them in the future. ”

“”

Suspiciously getting up from the ground, the woman picked up the thin sword next to her and stepped back cautiously.

After realizing that Ron really had no intention of attacking, the woman immediately turned and ran towards the grass behind her.

Ron, who was standing there, watched in the direction the woman had left, and then quietly followed.