One of the two bounty hunters in the cab stretched his body and walked towards the back row after hearing the collector's order.
His clothing combines the characteristics of a Western cowboy and an Eastern knight. He has an electronic samurai sword with a thick scabbard slung around his waist. All six LED lights on the scabbard are always on, indicating that the samurai sword has been fully charged.
"I am "Thousand Man Killer" Zwick, and I advise Miss Mu Yue not to act rashly. "
Zwick has a Western face, but he likes his black hair very much. He specially made a samurai hairstyle with a half-tied wolf tail on the top of his head, with a toothpick in his mouth.
Mu Yue watched Zwick approach her. Zwick quickly passed the collector and the female assistant, and was only two steps away from Mu Yue.
"'Thousands of people killed', right?" Have you killed many people? Should they all be killed? "
Mu Yue asked questions knowingly, or she was "inducing a confession."
Zwick made a "puzzling" expression: "People are killed just because they appear in inappropriate places. This is the kind of work that "Nanny" and I do. "
"Niecy" refers to the bounty hunter who is driving. The stout monk wears a dark bamboo hat and often mutters something in a low voice, whether it is scripture or a spell.
"So that's it, since you are the same species..." Mu Yue's right eye began to gather light, and she aimed carefully to avoid affecting the beast-eared girl on the collector's right.
Zwick suddenly pulled out the sword, and all 6 LED lights on the scabbard went out, which meant that the acceleration charge of the magnetic guide rail was used up at once!
The flesh and leather were pierced, the tip of the knife was stained with blood, and Mu Yue's reading of the ultimate move was interrupted.
Blood seeped out of Mu Yue's small police satchel. Zwick quickly sheathed the knife, returned it to the sheath and recharged it.
"You don't have to look at it, it's already dead." Zwick was confident in his knife skills. "From the moment you got in the car, you never completely sealed the zipper of your satchel, in order to leave room for the pet to breathe, right?"
The policewoman's heart sank. Before she got into the car, she bought another hamster to take with her. Due to time constraints, she only had time to name it "Hamster C". She didn't expect that the breathing hole she left would harm it.
The Collector no longer concealed his malice. He hid behind Zwick, his face full of greedy expectation.
"Hehehehe... Mu Yue, do you think I don't know the power "Moonlight Justice" you awakened when you were 8 years old? This is an existence rated as an "S-class power" by the company. There is no way I wouldn't have taken precautions early. "
The Collector held out two bony fingers.
""Moonlight Justice" has two soul bindings. First, you can only attack evil entities, and you cannot deliberately involve innocent people. Second, it must be used in the face of danger to protect your family. "
The collector's description is all correct. It is said that the company has the supernatural characteristics of everyone. As a being who is about to enter the company's Senate, it is not uncommon for the Collector to obtain inside information from the company.
Every time Mu Yue faces a battle, especially when she breaks into the enemy camp alone, she will buy a hamster or mini rabbit, treating it as a member of the family in her heart, thereby satisfying the spiritual vow of "Moonlight Justice".
"How ironic!" The Collector let out a hateful laugh with his weak body, "I am your family! I am an evil existence! Your pet is dead, who else can you protect here? Protect me? Haha. Ha ha ha ha!"
"Mr. Collector," Zwick asked his employer for advice, "if Miss Muyue shoots you, can I chop the bullet into pieces and kill her at the same time?"
The collector suppressed his smile: "You watch her in the car and wait until I come back to buy the painting before you do anything. If she resists, you have to cut off her hands while she is alive. The color of her hands will no longer be beautiful after death." "
Zwick used his tongue to move the toothpick between his lips: "It's okay to chop off the hand first and then kill it, but what about the body?"
Collector: "As usual, give it to the "Niechan" to burn. "
The two discussed openly and unscrupulously, completely treating Mu Yue as someone who must die.
Mu Yue did not show any fear when she was in a desperate situation. She took a sip of soda to replenish sugar.
The walkie-talkie on the shoulder strap of the police uniform was silent. Since leaving the inner city, the walkie-talkie has entered a signal failure state.
The task of escorting the Collector alone was assigned to me by the Inspector General of Police. The malfunction of the walkie-talkie cannot be a simple coincidence. It makes me unable to communicate with the outside world.
Could it be that the Chief of Police...Uncle, did he betray me? I do not believe! I must escape from here and go find my uncle to find out!
And you...
Mu Yue turned the corner of her eyes to the animal-eared girl. The poor girl was blindfolded. No matter what happened in the outside world, she kept her bent kneeling position and did not dare to make even a single sound.
Will you be punished horribly if you speak out? I can't imagine the hell you went through here.
I will definitely rescue you! When the collector goes to buy paintings, it seems that only Zwick will stay in the car, and then it’s time to escape!
In order not to alert the enemy, Mu Yue tried not to look directly at the beast-eared girl, but she began to connect her with Valei in her heart.
They both have black skin, and their ears and tails are similar in appearance. If I rescue her, she might become friends with me, right? It is not a fantasy that we will become like family soon.
She is my family, she is my family, she is my family…
Mu Yue began to hypnotize herself. After buying a pet and immediately treating it as a family member, this kind of psychological training is already familiar to me. This is the first time I have met the animal-eared girl and crammed into it temporarily.
Zwick is a formidable enemy and must not make any mistakes. He must completely prepare his "family" psychologically before the opportunity comes!
She is my family and I will definitely save her. She is my family, I will definitely save her...
As more and more emotions were projected, Mu Yue felt heavy sadness in her heart.
If time and space change, the person kneeling here might be Vale. This is the sin of our Han family. I am guilty of being born here...
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Residential area No. 49, arena auditorium.
Han Tiancheng didn't know that his daughter was in danger, nor that the collector's car was approaching. He watched the battle between the boy and the mutated wolfdog intently.
The butler Nestor's guess was correct. The fighting dog boy actually won in the end. As the red mutant wolfdog fell in the dust, a burst of curses broke out in the general audience:
"Fake match! Zinima refunds the money!"
"Inuyasha, you died so miserably!"
"The gladiator's wooden club must be quenched! Cheating, this is cheating!"
The young gladiator ignored these curses. He was also seriously injured. Half of his body was covered in blood while stepping on the corpse of the wolf dog, proudly showing off his toned muscles to the audience.
"Thank you! Thank you for your support!" Under the illumination of the surrounding searchlights, the young gladiator ignored the plastic water bottles dropped from above. "One day I will definitely participate in the Bullfighting Warriors Grand Prix in the inner city! I will also become a five-time champion and set a new benchmark for my predecessors. record of!"
The fat man with rosacea sitting on the right side of Han Tiancheng spat on the ground and drank again. He bet on the wolfdog to win and lost.
Han Tiancheng did not place a bet. He saw the young fighter exiting the ring and was about to pass by the VIP seats here.
"Nestor," Han Tiancheng asked the old housekeeper, "do you have a pen, letter paper and envelope with you?"
Nestor took these out of his black suit with ease. Han Tiancheng frowned: "Forget the pen, why are you carrying the letter paper and envelope with you?"
Nestor, who was wearing a gas mask, smiled slightly and said in a dull voice: "Because I am the housekeeper."
Using the back of the front seat as a cushion, Han Tiancheng wrote something on the letter paper and wrote an address on the envelope. When the young fighter passed by, Han Tiancheng stood up and handed him the envelope.
"Young man, this is a letter of introduction." Although Han Tiancheng's hand stretched out over the railing was trembling slightly due to long-term alcoholism, his face regained some of the demeanor of a deputy police chief, "At least there are some people in the police department who will look at me. To save face, go to the inner city and apply for the police academy and get a job as a city police officer. I don’t want to see you at the bullfight."
The young man was stunned. He thought Han Tiancheng had lost money and was going to spit on him.
Although his forehead and shoulders were bleeding, the boy's smile was bright and he accepted the letter of introduction.
"Thank you for your favor, sir. I will consider it. The day after tomorrow I will fight two wolf dogs at the same time. Why don't you come over and take a look?"
Han Tiancheng suddenly had a strong urge to scold him, but he soon realized that he was not qualified, so he could only hold on to the railing and watch the young fighter enter the backstage in silence.
"Master, a moment of kindness can't save many people."
After Han Tiancheng sat back in his seat depressedly, Nestor advised him from the side.
"After my wife passed away, I know that you have been unable to get out, sir. But do you have other people who need to be protected? Miss Mu Yue is alone in the police system. Master, haven't you ever thought about coming out again?"
"Mo Yue doesn't need me." Han Tiancheng picked up the bottle and tried to get drunk again. "Her uncle is the chief of police. With the chief of police as his backing, why does he need me, an annoying drunkard?"
Nestor began to consider his words: "Sir, your brother, Mr. Tianxiong... If that incident hadn't happened 12 years ago, shouldn't it be you who holds the post of chief of police now?"
Han Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled bitterly and poked the old housekeeper with his elbow.
"Nestor...it's not like you would do anything to sow other people's brotherly feelings. Tianxiong is different from me. He is loyal to the family wholeheartedly and regards Mu Yue as the star of hope for the family. To be honest, although I don't I'll admit it, but he's better suited to be chief of police than I am."
Nestor spoke no more on the subject. From the height of the VIP auditorium, he could just see the village road in the distance. Nestor saw a special car with an extra long model and an exaggeratedly luxurious appearance.
“Sir, isn’t that a collector’s car? What was he doing in such a remote place? "
The collector's luxury car slowed down at the entrance of the village, but soon accelerated again and drove away along the dilapidated road.
Han Tiancheng raised his eyelids slightly: "Who knows what that guy is doing here, maybe he is passing by."
