"If you don't plant it, it's no problem to check it."

Franka still remembers the resentful faces of the hooligans before they died, which they found when they tracked down the stray materials in the barracks—

"That's them! They sold it to us! ”

"Then I just heard from you that I plan to stalk them and get revenge on them?" The strong man squinted his eyes and saw through the tricks of this little person at a glance, "You still have the courage to move the spokesperson of the military?" ”

What is this not planting? When did these little hooligans in the dark street become so bold?

“…… emmmm "Goldenbeard Jonathan was stunned, "Fake! They're just fake! They are not the spokesmen of the military! ”

Look! Sure enough, it's a fake! Falsehood!

Inconsistencies and self-defeating.

The strong man sneered shamelessly: "Their identities are fake, and you still say that they took the bullets for you to sell?" ”

"Really! It's really the bullets they took for us to sell! Jonathan was so anxious that his mouth was a little hairy.

"Poof!" The cold mangs slashed, and the head fell to the ground, "Hello! ”

The strong man's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he turned to look at the others, "You say, who gave you the goods?" ”

In the face of these rotten people in the outside world, strong men don't have the slightest tolerance, this kind of people are thousands of dead, and no one cares about it.

Hearing that the other party's words did not match the previous words, and he still wanted to frame the blame when he died, he had lost all patience.

This kind of person should be killed!

Anyway, he is not the only one who has secretly colluded with the people in the black street and the barracks, and if a line is broken, another line can be started.

Kill!

The younger brothers were silent, subconsciously looking at each other, and their big eyes were full of confusion - how to answer this?

If you tell the truth, you want them to make one up?

Seeing the look of resignation flashing in the eyes of those little brothers, the strong man was even more impatient.

These scum!

It's been a long time since I came out, and I don't have much of the Demon Attack essential oil left on my body, so I'll use you to supplement some!

The strong man stretched out his hand, and a ripple suddenly appeared in the space in front of his palm, and a tool made entirely of black steel slowly emerged from the turbulent space.

After appearing to at least half of its size, the strong man suddenly pulled it out-

On one side, the four sides of the bronze tripod-like furnace.

Soul Crucible, a special creation that scathesizes the souls of sinners to obtain precious essential oils that can be used against demons.

What can inflict real damage on those high-dimensional demons that are incomprehensible to mortals can only be done by the products of the same sacrifice of souls.

Even mortals who do not have psionic talent still have enough psionic power to scream in pain when they face a painful death.

If they want to fight demons in the Inquisitor Tribunal, they are often more demonic than demons, more psionic than psionics!

The Arbitration has a large furnace that burns the souls of countless sinners all night long to provide the Executives' daily operations with essential oils for demons, and Executives who have reached a certain level on long-term missions are also allowed to carry a small furnace for easy access to local materials.

This is the first time that the strong man who has been stained with the light of the eldest lady has used this thing, and he regrets that he has not had the opportunity to show it.

Now is the perfect time to use it.

"Ah~ah!"

"Ahh

Thrown beside the furnace and caught in the scorching flames of their souls, the thugs let out a howl of pain that reached deep into their souls, the flames did not harm their bodies, but the temperature was more unbearable than any physical torture.

Watching this scene, Franca, who couldn't bear it, walked far away and blocked her ears with psionic energy.

Some people are kind even if they believe in demons, and some people are disgusting even if they are humans.

Franka, who knows some background, also hates these people, but she still can't bear to look at this soul-based torture, but she can't do anything about it.

This is both a punishment for sinners and an arsenal of weapons that can be used to counter demonic powers.

In the face of the demons who have truly descended from the high-dimensional space, without this special substance supplied by the soul, even the executive of their arbitration office will find it difficult to bargain.

Fortunately, the soul of this ordinary gangster is barren and weak-willed, and it can't support it for too long in the face of the burning of the soul flame.

The soul was burned to ashes, and the body that had lost its soul master went limp and collapsed to the ground.

The brawny man picked up the furnace from the ground and carefully caught a puddle of charred and viscous liquid flowing out of it with a special glass bottle.

"That's it." The disappointment is palpable.

"I'll keep it." Franka snatched it.

"......" The strong man moved his mouth, wanting to refuse, but he couldn't.

……

Since those gangsters mentioned these guys before they died, it doesn't seem to be a problem to touch them and take a look.

Even if there is no suspicion, then they must be stamped with a "good person".

Franka looked at the three odd fellows with interest, expecting what they wanted to do.

……

"It's always right to do a little more and prepare a little more."

"Indeed...... Be prepared. ”

Kwong Xin and Dai Lian happily prepare the trap, intending to shock the NPCs who dare to covet the swallow.

The sky was getting darker, Gong Yan shrunk her arms and covered her arms with both hands, "Do you feel a little cold?" ”

The perception of danger like a pinprick stimulated the skin, and Kuang Xin subconsciously looked in a certain direction-

Under the dim sky, the green glow is like fireflies floating in the forest......

"! Here they are! ”

Old rivals! Cry wolf!

"Don't dig it, get ready to kill!"

Now it was different from the past, they were no strangers to facing this old opponent with experience, and the remaining wolf blood on their hands had not yet dried up, and these animals appeared in front of their eyes again.

Aside from the fact that the timing wasn't quite right, they weren't too afraid.

"I haven't killed you for so long, I can't wait to send you to death, don't you!" Kuang Xin wielded a battle axe, bravely like a super ancient god of war.

"Lead to the trap! Lead to the trap! Dai Lian jumped sharply in the back, the more muscular this gorilla is, the lower the IQ.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, a good man is hard to beat a pack of wolves, you are still invincible!

Give him a few more months of development, I'm afraid that he will dare to go directly to those zerg, orcs, demons and other natural disasters alone!

……

Looking at the chaotic scene, the corners of Franka's mouth, hidden in the shadows, twitched.

It seems that these people are very experienced in dealing with wolves, but they will not be in any danger.

And these traps are there to deal with these wild wolves?

When the strength is insufficient, it is also true that the help of external objects is needed.

But even if the strength is insufficient, we have to do this "difficult" thing...... Just because it's good for the people?

During her time wandering in the Black Streets, she had heard that some people had quietly cleared up many wild wolves in the Black Forest, so that there were many fewer cases of "disappearance" among the civilians living nearby.

It's not something very difficult, but few people are willing to do it.

Delegations that do not have an employer to pay a commission are always difficult to complete.

It looks ...... right now

"That's what they did?"

Was it their spontaneous idea, or was it the order of the mysterious boss in their mouth?

Franka blinked, becoming more and more interested in the leader behind the organization.

The fight lasted for a long time......

Looking at the three people who were still experienced in ending the battle and were gasping, Franka put her hands behind her back and took the initiative to step out, "Let's go, go out and talk to them......"

(End of chapter)