The man subconsciously wanted to dodge, but in the end he couldn't dodge.

He was slammed into him by his companion who threw him, and he fell to the ground. Even the gun in his hand fell to the ground because of this.

With the sound of gunshots, the man looked at the door in amazement.

It was a lion-man with a breathing mask on his face and a golden glow of hair all over his body. In the midst of the storm, the lion's white mane was dyed with a brilliant golden glow and flew wildly.

It was like a sun god. Brilliant and sacred, it takes your breath away. It was so majestic that people subconsciously didn't dare to attack him.

It wasn't until the lion approached them, and without hesitation threw one of them out and smashed it at the man who was approaching the little jana with his gun, that they finally realized it and shot at the strangulation.

But this small-powered bullet means nothing to him.

He simply raised his steel right arm and blocked most of those bullets. Only a few hit the abdomen and shoulders, but they didn't penetrate the hallucinatory curtain of light.

After receiving the attack, Strangler opened his right hand and waved it at will.

It's like throwing a handful of golden sand out of the wine, and the streamer is like a comet, arcing and hitting their bodies!

The men wearing werewolf hoods had their chests, abdomen, and shoulders pierced by the light of the counterattack, and blood splattered from their wounds. One by one, they let out a wail of pain and fell to the ground weakly. But because their own bullets were so low that they themselves were not killed immediately.

And at this moment, the strangler bent down and picked up a gun.

Seeing this, the man who was hit by his companion suddenly looked nervous.

He reached for the pistols scattered on the ground...... But before his hand could reach it, he only saw a black shadow flash through his peripheral vision!

That's a pistol that was strangled and picked up!

He didn't aim and shoot, but just spun the pistol like a dart and threw it!

It slammed into the man's eyeball, the pain causing his consciousness to blur and his brain to go blank for a moment.

But he didn't have a chance to wake up.

Just as he was covering his eyes, lying on his side on the ground and moaning, a huge mechanical giant hand that could hold his face with one hand touched it directly.

The strangulation grabbed him in the face, and then a huge burst of force drove him straight to the ground

Up and up—he even felt the wind blow in his ears—and the next moment, the back of his head was slammed against the wall by a wolf!

Blood splattered straight in and out.

But the strangulation did not stop.

Still grasping the man's face intently, he slowly pulled him off the wall and slammed it again.

One, two, three.

With each smash, the blood broke out more. Like a bright and gorgeous peony, blooming on the wall. The man's head was no longer human, and his features were completely covered with blood.

It was only at this point that the strangulation finally let go.

And the person he smashed against the wall even looked like he was hanging on the wall. After letting go of the strangulation, his body slowly slid down, his knees falling and leaning back. A bright red "vertical" was dragged out, like a "1" written with a huge brush dipped in blood.

So far, the strangulation has not said a word.

Silent anger is like a raging fire. The pitch-black smoke rolled up in the fire, which was breathtaking.

He slowly rose to his feet, his tall body casting a reassuring shadow.

He didn't spare the others who were still wailing on the ground, or fainting.

The experience of growing up in the lower town of Happiness Island taught me the common sense that strangulation is necessary to mend the knife.

But he didn't even use his hands – he either kicked them in the back of the head, or he just stepped on their ears and pulled them back, twisting their necks. It only took a short circle around the room for him to dispose of all the people.

After that,

Only then did he squat down and look at Xiao Ya, who was looking at him, his eyes soaked with tears.

I don't know why...... For the first time, he remembered a legend he had heard.

Mermaid tears can be turned into priceless pearls, so it is preferred that they should always be grieved.

- What kind of brute does that have to be? I really want to give him two punches.

Strangler sighed silently.

He still had a sharp pinprick pain in his right arm.

He squatted down lightly, reached out and touched Xiaoya's hair very lightly with his fingertips. It's like stroking the head of a little milk cat, lest you touch too hard and hurt the other party.

The strangled mouth opened and closed slightly, and he stopped talking. Fortunately, the white mist in the mask covered his mouth, so that his expression was not exposed.

Rest assured, it's all right now - Strangulation originally wanted to say that.

After rescuing Xiaoya from under the gun, this sentence immediately poured out in the heart of the strangulation.

But he didn't say it.

— because he hated it so much. A violent feeling of disgust hit his heart before he could say it, and pulled the sentence back into his stomach.

Say "It's all right"... It's ridiculous.

Only those who are already late will say that. It is precisely because they are late that they will cause others to be frightened and even victimized.

But as long as you say something high-sounding like "it's all right", it seems that you can write off the sin of being late.

"....I'm sorry."

That's why Strangulation says.

But hearing this, Xiao Ya showed a hesitant, confused and uneasy look for a moment.

"Why...... I want to apologize...?"

"I'm late."

Strangler whispered, "If I have been delayed on the road for a few fewer seconds, if I have run two steps faster...... You won't be scared to this extent."

「… Mr. Strangulation, it's very gentle."

Don't disgust me—

Such a response immediately appeared in the heart of the strangulation.

If it had been said by someone else, he would have said it without hesitation.

But he was silent for a moment, and only sighed: "Only people who can do nothing will boast of his gentleness.

"I want to be strong more than gentle. If I am strong enough, I can eradicate all tragedy. No one will have to leave me." It's the truth. It was from his heart.

The strangulation did not take the anger of the mother's death out of the former inferior. Even if the direct cause of that incident was precisely because the inferior led the executive department to clean up the ***, but the root cause of that incident was the fault of strangulation.

And he didn't manage to escape with his mother, he couldn't be afraid of the company like his godfather, he couldn't defeat the inferior in a head-on battle...... That's why tragedy happens.

He didn't have much affection for his mother, and he didn't even have some hatred. But after all, she is the one who is "closer to herself than others", but her departure has made Strangling feel unforgettable pain.

- It is precisely because of this that Strangulation has never dared to have real friends.

Every time he meets a friend who is worthy of being delivered, he will take the initiative to take a step back. Tell the other party frankly why he fell in love with the other party, what his bottom line is, and under what circumstances he is likely to betray the other party

If you say this kind of thing directly before the relationship is good enough, it will block the way to further develop the relationship.

Although the strangulation said that it was because of his pride, disdain for betraying others without warning...

But only by strangling himself did he know in his heart that it was because of his cowardice.

Even his mother, who is not so close to him, will bring him such a degree of pain...

If he really met a brother who could deliver his life, and met someone he could really fall in love with, but he couldn't protect the other party...... Strangulation couldn't imagine how painful it would be.

Because of this, he chose to retreat cunningly and fled timidly.

He did not refuse the friendship of others, but only made a statement of betrayal beforehand. In this way, if he had to abandon the other party and flee for his life, he would not feel sorry for it; If a friend dies in front of him, he will not feel pain and remorse.

— because they're not that familiar.

Because the possibility between them has been cut off by strangulation personally.

It's like a student who is worried that he won't do well in the exam, so he will keep saying "I failed this exam". In this way, when you really fail the test, you won't be hit too hard.

It's like a teenager who has a premonition that he is going to fall out of love, and he begins to show that he doesn't care and pretends to look down on his feelings. It seems that if you treat it like this, you will let yourself go from being dumped to being dumped, and it will not be so painful.

Because the strangulation fears his own powerlessness. He didn't want to apologize to the air anymore.

Because Mopila didn't want to be like a child anymore, crying and questioning his powerlessness.

Because he doesn't feel like his name can be a "great hero". He doesn't deserve that glorious name. He's not that strong and can save the people he wants to save.

He's just strangled.

"Because I'm not strong enough."

Strangler clenched his fists and whispered, "Even you...... I'm not 100 percent sure I'll be able to save it."

Because of this, he can only be strangled.