The Devil’s Cage Chapter 19: Another party

The old inspector froze for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and turned to stare at his that person temporary assistant.

And the other party?

Originally, I was still pale and full of fear, but when the old inspector looked at him, his face was still pale, but the fear in the expression was gone, and replaced It is a ceremonial smile.

"Inspector Oak, please leave temporarily."

"Some things, I need to talk to Mr. Ethan Hunter separately."

This temporary assistant, formulaically speaking.

There was no answer, nor too much expression. After a cold grunt filled with dissatisfaction, the old inspector turned and left the office.

Boom!

The door was closed heavily.

The sound of closing doors echoed in the office, like the roar of the old inspector.

Wrath, and... helpless.

Kieran’s keen Intuition can even hear the old inspector walking away from the door punching the wall.

In response, Kieran secretly shook his head.

Persevere must suffer.

When everything the adherent insists on, in turn attacking the adherent, those without despair are all warriors living in.

Such a person is admirable.

It also deserves respect.

But most of the time, it will not be understood.

Kieran understands this, but this understanding will not make Kieran forget his identity at the moment!

He is now Ethan Hunter, a villain and **** that is expanding rapidly.

It is no longer the 2567 which is known as ‘Bird of Death’.

So, when he looked at the temporary assistant that person, his eyes were unscrupulous, fierce, and aggressive.

"Talk?"

"What qualifications do you have, talk to me?"

Kieran sneered.

"I appear here, naturally qualified to talk to you."

"Please rest assured."

"And, my main purpose here is to confirm some things."

"It's not something that's being pointed at you."

"Of course, all the premise is your cooperation."

The other party looked very calm in the face of Kieran.

Or it can be said that it is an arrogance.

A kind and polite expression that conceals your proud hypocrisy.

It was like a normal, proud king suddenly saluting a beggar one day.

Without any sincerity.

All you have is a show.

Not only annoying, but disgusting.

Kieran looked at the other party, took a decorative pen in his hand, and started tapping the table top again and again.

Da, da, da!

Every hit is just right, and it falls between the heartbeats of the temporary assistant in front of me.

Da, da!

Boom, boom!

The gap between tapping and heartbeat is getting tighter and closer.

The other person's breathing began to become messy.

But this way of influencing others is not new to the other party. Soon, the other party adjusted his breath and faced Kieran again with a calm attitude.

"I think...poof!"

When the other party was ready to say something, there was a mixture of turmoil and a smell of sulfur, which hit him like a sap.

The other party's blood spurted out uncontrollably.

However, this is not the end.

The following gaze is what really made this temporary assistant collapse.

What kind of gaze is that?

It's as if shooting straight into the heart!

It seems that all the hidden things are invisible in this way.

The temporary assistant felt like he was standing in front of Kieran.

No!

Not the whole body. Red. Fruit.

Instead...

Skin peeling!

Blood dripping.

Blood flesh.

The temporary assistant looked at him with a bright, sharp knife, starting from the scalp, running down the forehead, the bridge of the nose, and across the lips, past the chin.

Fragile skin with flesh and blood turned up on both sides.

A pair of powerful Dexterity hands stretched out their fingers and pinched the turned skin.

Next, apply force.

whoosh!

His skin was torn off.

With muscles.

Or, large chunks of meat, like torn beef, have clear lines and clear organization.

It hurts!

It hurts!

The uncontrollable shout came from his mouth.

"Ahhh!"

The temporary assistant screamed out of his mouth, and then the screaming stopped abruptly.

Because the other party’s head burst.

The brain plasma flutters.

Except for the direction of Kieran, the whole office was stained with red.

Boom!

The door of the room was pushed open, and the gang members who were guarding outside rushed in, each holding a weapon. They ignored the corpses on the ground and just looked at Kieran nervously.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Krey asked anxiously.

The name of the adult is given by Kieran.

He doesn’t like the honorary titles of Boss , leader and the like.

Just like he doesn’t like the temporary helper who has died.

Obviously just a wayfinding chess piece, but you have to pretend to be clear, know everything, and vaguely threaten.

Such a person is really looking for death.

"Nothing."

Kieran waved his hand and looked at the old inspector who followed.

"This is not what I did."

"From the beginning to the end, I have been sitting here without even moving."

"If you don’t believe me, I have surveillance video here."

Kieran said to Krey while speaking.

Soon, Krey handed the videotape to the old inspector.

The old inspector said nothing, turned around and left.

Compared to the temporary assistant that person, the old inspector seems to know more.

Not the kind of pretentious.

However, the old inspector is obviously not willing to participate.

Looking at the back of the old inspector, Kieran's eyes became clear.

"Sure enough!"

"The senior management of Flame City must be familiar with everything about Fiend. Not only will Fiend be completely handed over to a professional organization like Funeral Society, but it will also provide some convenience for Fiend."

"As long as it does not cause too much consequences, I will choose to ignore it."

Kieran takes a deep breath.

When he killed the Demi Fiend that controlled the Flame City underground world, or simply the leader of Fiend, Kieran had speculation.

And with the advent of the that person temporary assistant ~IndoMTL.com~ this kind of speculation became obvious.

Naturally, with such guesses, Kieran also got more information.

The most direct: ‘Great Swamp’ attitude towards city management.

Not a dictator, nor a tyrant.

Instead, it tends to do nothing by people.

But...

"Don't you know the terrible heart?"

"Still you..."

"Has another plan?"

Kieran sat there thinking quietly, waiting for a response from the Flame City senior.

However, some people took the lead and visited Kieran.

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