It rains, and it is indeed a unique spectacle, where everything that is filthy is washed away, whether it is a slum or an aristocratic area. Leon had seen it more than once, but he was still fascinated by this natural wonder, and looking at the moist green in his eyes, he felt his soul cleansed, as if his soul had been cleansed.

Headquartered on the mountainside between the Greater Bay Area and the Xilu District, from the window of Peterpen's office, you can see the essence of the two districts, dilapidated and prosperous, crude and refined, even the colors are completely different, Leon looked at all this, and deeply understood the rules of this world - in any place, there are hierarchies, and the difference between the ranks will always be as deep as the abyss.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a group of energy carts, flashing a blinding orange light in the rain, heading towards the Guard headquarters,

"Report, the arrest party is back" An electronic voice sounded on the wall, breaking the dullness of the room, and the commander-in-chief, who had been standing there dryly, snorted, and said coldly:

"Marshal K, please"

Leon turned around, took Locke Dorjee and Xiu Mass, who were disguised as guards, and walked out proudly, followed by Peter Peng at the end, and glanced coldly at his guard, he had endured to the limit.

100 meters underground of the Guards' headquarters, there is a huge military jurisdiction, it is not difficult to see the traces of the old military base, but now it has been transformed into a torture department with various functions in one, and the equipment and devices have opened the eyes of the three mercenaries.

In the central hall, the arrest team had already sorted the "prisoners", a total of more than 20 people, all men and women in their twenties, and all of them from the lower city.

Leon looked at the group of people closely, he looked extremely carefully, did not shy away from the strong smell of their bodies or the blood stains of the beatings, and sometimes even reached out to touch the face of a certain person, looking left and right, until he saw the last person, he slowly turned back, and asked with a sarcastic face:

"This is the murderer who killed more than 200 people in the Left Ear family?"

"After the interrogation, they will confess, and the young marshal can visit our interrogation, but the scenery and sound will not be very beautiful," Peter Peng replied in a light tone, fully convinced that the screams and blood of the torture under the ground of the guards were enough to frighten this pampered noble boy.

Leon took a piece of white silk brocade from Lockdorge's hand, wiped his hands elegantly, and then threw it on the ground casually,

"Your people are just like you," he looked at Peter Peng with a puzzled look and continued with a sneer: "The same stupidity"

Then he did not allow the commander-in-chief to roar, and raised his hand to the crowd,

"You can use your own brain, if it still has even a little bit of wisdom. It's a bunch of prostitutes and thieves, and at most a butcher who kills pigs! He ......," Leon pointed to a prisoner's face, "Do you think this chick is going to stab a man of two hundred pounds?" and then he pointed to another man dressed in fancy clothes.

"Or do you think this pimping little rascal can run to the Deepp district and load a uranium bomb?" Leon sneered, looking at Peter Peng with contempt,

"You have nothing else to do but paralyze their nerves and tongues, pump them until they are dying, and have to bow their heads and confess?"

There was no more silence in the central hall, Peter Peng was already speechless with anger, surrounded by his men and low-ranking guards, but he was scolded by a yellow-haired boy in front of them, and the commander-in-chief felt that all the honor of his life had been tarnished.

As if he had made up his mind, his hand clenched into a fist and slammed it on the heavy military watch on his wrist, which looked clumsy, but it was more useful than just looking at the time, and it was more useful for control, controlling all the doors in this underground space.

With his movements, the gates began to fall around the central hall, and the yellow warning lights also lit up instantly, flashing and stimulating everyone's nerves. Two senior guards under Peterpen commanded more than thirty soldiers and quickly occupied the passage of the ascending staircase.

"What does that mean?" asked the Mass, and Leon stood there watching the change of sight.

A stiff smile spread across Peterpen's face, he sniffled, and turned to look around,

"There was a riot here, the murderer of the left ear blood case launched a surprise attack when he was escorted to the underground of the guards, and the murderers who were able to kill more than 200 people were forced into a corner by the brave guards, but they caught the young marshal of the Tuolan family who came here to inspect, and Lord K ...... "Speaking of this, he turned around and smiled, and that smile had become much more natural," And our young marshal K, of course, is superior in combat and has a fearless spirit of sacrifice, he pressed the closing gate, sealed himself and those murderers in the central area, and finally died with the murderers......"

There was a burst of applause, very loudly, Leon was clapping,

"What a good story, and then?" he asked with a smile.

"Then, hehe, rest assured, we'll put your tattered body in order and send it back to Volcano Castle, and of course, we'll give the sad Marshal Tuolan a medal," Peter Peng said and pouted, "She may not lack a medal, but her grandson is missing, where else will she find a Hyde this time?" Peter Peng smiled sinisterly, looking at Leon with a deep meaning.

"It seems that Hyde's disappearance was also directed by you?" said Locke Dorjee in a deep voice,

"There are stories happening every day in this place, the upper city is a big stage, and the small characters often don't last long, and they must be eliminated" Peter Peng shrugged his shoulders and snapped his fingers casually, and the surrounding guards immediately picked up the weapons in their hands, which were not patchwork weapons in the wilderness, but the energy laser guns of the guards in the upper city, and at this moment, there were thirty black holes aimed at the three people in the middle.

Leon frowned slightly, he raised a hand and made a stop gesture,

"I'm curious, there should be a lot of cameras in the underground torture chamber, how do you explain this video?" Leon's expression was full of curiosity, making Peter Peng laugh out loud,

"Don't worry, Mr. K, those cameras have now been replaced by still footage, and the central system has received a picture that is just a quiet empty field, and if I'm in a good mood for a while, I can create a little distraction and give those blurry images to the marshal."

Leon had a suddenly realized expression, and then his eyes instantly became hideous, and he gently spit out a few words from his mouth:

"That's easy"

Peter Peng was no longer patient, he looked at the young face in disgust, his arm fell, and the laser guns around him instantly began to shoot blue beams.

Locke Dorjee and Xiu Mass immediately pushed down the prisoners around them, but a few people were still swept by the laser, and blood was splashed everywhere, and even severed limbs and broken flesh flew into the air, dyeing the people around them scarlet. But they all fell as silent as wood, without even screaming, and their paralyzed nerves and tongues could not respond to the physical, but died without the slightest pain.

Leon's Naiqi had already wrapped himself and several people around him, and although the energy laser was much more powerful than a bullet, it still encountered a strong obstruction when it encountered a transparent invisible force field, which bought them ten precious seconds.

The long-unused illusion of the wind sprang out of Leon's arm, turned into a chain blade with a red knife tip, swept around, and the rapid dance brought a sharp whistle, which made Peterpen's eyes widen, and in only ten seconds, his cronies' guards had lost six people, and died extremely horrifying, either by slashing his throat or piercing his stomach. Blood splattered and stained the silvery metal walls of the central hall red, and this was no longer an underground cage at the Guard headquarters, but a bloody slaughterhouse.

"It's a mercenary! He's a mercenary! Kill him! Kill him!" Peter Peng clung to the guard officer beside him, screamed loudly, the composure and smugness of the previous moment were all gone, he hurriedly pressed the watch on his wrist, wanting to open the gate behind him, just want to leave this crazy central hall quickly, leave the devil mercenary who danced the red killing weapon.

Peter Peng eagerly slapped the heavy gate, the heavy mechanical door rose very slowly, the bloody breath on the tip of his nose became more and more intense, listening to his subordinates keep screaming, those lasers shooting everywhere extinguished a lot of the highlights overhead, in the chaos, Peter Peng felt like he had fallen into hell. However, the gate finally rose twenty centimeters, and the commander-in-chief, regardless of his image, lay on the ground and squeezed outside. It's a pity that he has been sitting in the position of commander-in-chief for a long time, his belly has long been blessed, and the gorgeous uniform on his body has too many decorations to hinder his progress, and he is finally stuck under the gate without embarrassment.

Peterpen's guard was just as desperate as he was to crawl outward, his stature was much slimmer than that of the commander, so he quickly overtook Peterpen, but unfortunately, after a scream, his lower body remained in the central hall forever.

Peter Peng's limbs were limp and his mind was in chaos, he couldn't understand how the young marshal of the dignified Tuolan family could be a mercenary, and the next moment, the urgency between life and death made him have a flash of inspiration, and suddenly smoothed out all the clues, the missing Hyde, the inexplicable return of Sting, and the sudden appearance of K...... The old woman who dragged Lan was really scheming and bold enough.

"Do you understand?" an eerie voice sounded in Peterpen's ears, and the commander's body was jerked back.

"Don't kill me!" shouted Peter Penn with his eyes closed,

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I'm going to make a deal with you," said the gloomy voice, and Peter Peng opened his eyes and looked at the man standing in the central hall that had turned into a bloody hell, with a stump and a broken arm, not a trace of blood on his body, but like a demon king.

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ps: This season is really hard,