"Please arrest me to the police station!"

The white man was still kneeling on the ground, with blue veins floating on his neck and constant trembling throughout his body, which shows that he is now in a state of extreme fear.

Sometimes life is so dramatic.

The perpetrator may become a pitiful lamb in the next second.

"You want to go to the police station?"

Ryan ignored the black man who seemed to be in a state of stagnation, and asked the white man instead.

During this period, he would kill a few gangsters almost every few days, but this was the first time he had such an x-number gangster.

"Yes, yes, yes, I want to accept legal sanctions!"

The white man replied with a firm look on his face, and his eyes involuntarily turned toward the sharp blade at the end of the Ryan cloak.

this,

It should be the rumored weapon of the Happy Manufacturer to kill people. He once saw a photo of the corpse. The flat wound on his neck can only be created with this sharp weapon.

"Ha." Ryan was a little happy, "When you just trampled on the law, did you think that one day you would accept legal sanctions?"

"Think about it." The white man nodded and said, "I thought about finishing this vote before, and then I went to the police station to surrender!"

“…”

Ryan couldn't stand it anymore. The white man's skin was thicker than he imagined.

“Please…”

Seeing that Ryan did not speak, hope seemed to ignite in the white man's eyes. When he was about to continue talking nonsense, a bright light suddenly appeared in his vision.

"Swish."

"Ho ho..."

The white man covered his throat weakly, but the blood that was gushing out slid down his arm, and then he let out a "bang" sound, and the man fell to the ground.

A thin red line appeared clearly in the middle of his throat, as if indicating that there was another scum missing in this world.

"It's time for you, do you have anything to say?"

A playing card with a dim fluorescent light appeared in Ryan's right hand.

This is the magic poker of the card master that he spent 1,000 points to exchange for. This poker really fits its name and does not appear in reality in the form of a physical body.

It's more like a kind of poker that is composed of complete and capable. Only when the magic power in the body will appear automatically, and the fluorescent light comes with its own bag, perfectly meeting Ryan's need for X-mounting.

"You can't let me go!"

The black man gritted his teeth, and his face showed a look of being forced into a desperate situation.

"You guessed it." Ryan nodded with a strange expression, agreeing with the other party's guess.

I have to say,

Although these two are just gangsters today, they are very clear in their hearts. Logically speaking, shouldn’t such gangsters stay at home peacefully during this period?

You should know that those crazy gangsters who were killed by Ryan some time ago thought they could fight back before the temporary period.

"Then you go and die!"

The black man suddenly pulled out a short spring knife from behind and was about to slash at Ryan.

"Sure enough, this is the familiar rhythm."

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief.

The inner confusion was finally answered. These gangsters didn't look as clear as they were on the surface. Most of the white man had pretended to be.

Looking at the short spring blade that was coming towards him, Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly, took back the magic poker in his hand, and then reached out and held the black man's right hand holding the knife.

"Do you know what are the three major illusions in life?"

He said softly in the black man's ear, and Ryan hit the black man's hand hard against the wall.

"Scratch."

The black man's hand bones shattered instantly, and the short blade in his hand also fell to the ground.

"The first one is that I can fight back!"

Seeing that the black man was not speaking, Ryan moved to the right, grabbed the black man's shoulder with his backhand, and then smashed him hard towards the wall.

"Bang!"

A red pigment was dyed on the gray wall.

The black man's head hit the wall directly. With Ryan's current strength, it was almost equivalent to the black man's head being run over by a speeding motorcycle.

Although the scene is not that spectacular, the final effect is not much worse. The Happy Maker once again cleaned up a piece of scum for the earth.

"Hey, are you okay?"

After dealing with the criminal, Ryan walked up to the girl and squatted down, asking softly, with the handsome face, which made him feel indescribable affinity.

As long as you have a handsome face,

Then you will get twice the result with half the effort when doing most of your work, even including the task of conveying happiness.

“Not very good.”

The girl raised her head nervously.

The scene of the fight just now made her a little scared, so she kept hiding in the corner like a quail and shivering.

only,

When she looked up and saw the warm smile, her uneasiness suddenly disappeared.

this,

Is it the legendary happiness maker?

A blush appeared on the girl's cheeks. Who wouldn't dream of being able to be saved by a handsome prince one day and then stage a romantic love story?

"You... can you send me home?"

The girl asked shyly, she was really frightened by the accident just now, and...

"My home is a little far from here, I'm afraid..."

Said,

The girl looked pitifully at the darkness in the distance, as if a demon might rush out of the unseen place at any time.

"Where is your home?"

Ryan frowned without a trace. According to his definition of his work, this service was not included.

but,

"Will you be happier if I send you home?"

Ryan felt that if he could pay overtime, he would take on this job. After all, the economy is in a serious downturn these days, and if he wants to gain something, he will have to make more efforts.

"certainly."

The girl raised her head and smiled slightly. This seemed to be the beginning of a romantic love story. Moreover, the other party seemed to care a lot about whether she would be happy?

The shock I had been before was soon dispelled by the sweet love that was about to come.

With a yearning for love, the girl stood up by herself,

Just as he was about to say something to Ryan as if he was weak, Ryan looked at himself with a puzzled look and said, "Are you not happy now?"

"Hmm?" the girl was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm in a good mood now. Can you help me?"

Her feet seemed to have been twisted in the struggle just now.

"All right."

Ryan supported the girl with one hand, and quietly showed a bitter overtime expression.

This happiness value is becoming increasingly difficult to obtain. I am not happy to be saved these days and I have to send it home.

Just now I've walked a few steps,

Ryan's cell phone suddenly rang.
Chapter completed!