"I'm sorry!! It's us who were wrong!! It's us who have no eyes... We don't know you are so strong!! We really don't know anything!!"

The man who was particularly arrogant a few seconds ago is now crying. The holder of the powerful B-level magic seal is nothing more than that.

Hoes thought silently, always feeling a little tired.

Just as those people came in, he manipulated the vine and instantly killed everyone beside the man. Before the leader could react, the vine directly pulled his feet and pulled him inward quickly. In less than a few seconds, as the door behind him was suddenly closed, the man also realized what was going on.

This is definitely not the strength that the holder of the C-level spell seal has.

"B-level spell seal holder? Are you awesome?"

Hoes looked at him with a sneer, but that smile made the man tremble.

He didn't even react to what happened, it was over.

The people around him were instantly killed, and there was no power to struggle. Such a sharp murderous intent was hidden very well, and he did not react until he was completely pulled into the room.

"I was wrong!! I was really wrong!! Don't kill me!! Don't kill me!! I will definitely not dare to do it in the future!! Please let me go!!"

The man almost knelt on the ground and begged for mercy in tears. He noticed the gazes projecting around him, and a contemptuous chuckle.

The black-haired young man half-squatted down, he quietly looked at the man in front of him, and asked emotionally:

"Are you a local from District 9, or are you moved here from outside?"

"Local person!! I am a local person!!" The man hurriedly confirmed his identity.

"That's good." Hoes nodded with satisfaction.

"Do you know the news about the city lord?"

"City Lord... Are you talking about the prosecutor general of the ninth district?" The man was slightly stunned.

"Yes, I want his information. If you can give it, then I will let you go. If you can't give it, you'll die here today." Hayes smiled.

The man's face suddenly turned pale.

Although Haus' tone was very careless, he seemed to be just talking about something very ordinary. But he could realize that every word in the other person's words was serious.

He said that he wanted to kill himself, but he really wanted to kill himself, and it was not a joke.

...What's the hell of trouble for him!! He really just found a store to stay for a while, and then did the same thing as usual.

"I know!! I know the news about the city lord!!" the man hurriedly said,

"I know as long as it is!! I can say anything!!"

"Really?" Hayes was a little unbelievable.

"Really!" the man swears.

"That's great." Hoes was satisfied, and looked at Ye You, who had been acting as a melon-eating crowd on the side.

"Ye You, the interrogation will be left to you. It is enough for you to ask questions you don't know."

Ye You: “…”

Ye You: "Wait a minute, why is it me?"

There are so many big shots here, why do you fall in love with him?

"Aren't you all-new? If he knows what you know, then there is no need to ask." Hoes hugged his arm and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Or, you are actually unwilling to help me?"

"I'm willing! I'm so willing!!"

Noting that the gaze around him became sharp in an instant, Ye You had to stand up with a sad face.

"But I can't make sure if what he said is the truth... I can only work hard!"

"It's okay. If he dares to tell lies, I will kill him." Hoes looked at the trembling man and said lightly.

"You can also try to lie. If I don't know, then you will be lucky. If I know you are lying, you will be dead."

"I won't lie!! I'm sure I won't lie!!!" The man almost took out his heart and showed it to the other party.

He is obviously just a young C-level spell seal holder... Why is he so strong?

Also, what exactly are these people here for? If it were just an ordinary bounty hunter, wouldn't be fine, but he actually wanted news about the city lord?

He is not trying to rebel, is he?

"That's great, Ye You, come on." Hoes signaled the other party to go over, then walked back to the original place tiredly, and sat down against the wall made of plants.

In fact, he was also very tired, otherwise he would still want to do something like interrogation by himself.

After all, the Lock of Logos also has a certain mental control effect, but now he does not want to move the Lock of Logos at all, as his brain hurts when he uses it.

The spiritual department is indeed a brain-powered writer...

"You need a rest." Ji Zhao whispered in his ear, and looked at the puppet master in front of him with great anxiety.

"I'll look at him, you don't have to worry."

"It's okay." Hayes shook his head, "The Samans have good physiques, but they have used the power of heritage a little too much...I need a rest."

"It seems you still don't want to believe me." Frey was very sad. "What do you want me to do to believe me, Hoes? Could it be that I have to take down my spell seal and give it to you, and then break my own hands and feet so that you can keep me by your side with peace of mind?"

"How is that possible?" Hoes shook his head, "I'm still quite worried that you will bite my throat. Why not seal your mouth as well."

What I mean is that it is good for you and me if you say less.

"You are really straightforward, at least much more interesting than that God." Frey leaned lazily on the soft plants, and the plants automatically collapsed into a recliner with his movements, which looked particularly comfortable.

"But I also recommend that you have a better rest, otherwise it will be easy even if I want to kill you."

"Thank you for your concern, I will choose to adopt it." Haus said politely.

Even after the contract was made, the relationship between the two was still as bad as ever. Obviously, Hoes was unwilling to trust Frey, and Frey did not take Hoes seriously at all. The two actually reached a delicate balance.

Some people in the middle are more painful.

Heyman sat dryly, not daring to move casually on his body.

At this time, on his left was a big boss who was actually a full-level boss on the surface, and there was a guard who seemed not simple around him.

On the right is the world-famous pawn leader Puppet Master. As long as the other party wants, he can make his head fall to the ground with a slight move.

And he is just a bounty hunter who simply wants to make some money...

Why did it turn out like this? It is obvious that he never thought about provoking someone, or is he particularly prone to Mercury retrograde this year?

Heyman covered his face with pain, and looked at Ye You, who was still interrogating the man not far away.

At this time, only Ye You, who is an ordinary wanted criminal, could still give him a sense of belonging...

Damn it!!! Why did it become like this!!!

"That, Mr. Aaron..."

Heyman hesitated for a long time, but he still spoke to Hayes.

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Question?" Hayes glanced at him in confusion, but he agreed.

"Of course, what do you want to ask? Ah--and, just call my name in private, after all, you still have to get used to it in the future."

Heyman: “…”

What does it mean to get used to it? Have you already agreed that I will join your brigade?? I didn’t agree at all, okay!!!

"Ahem, then, Mr. Hoes, I can ask, what do you want to do next?" Heyman asked carefully.

"I will definitely not betray you, nor will I tell others any of your news, but I must know what I am going to do, right?"

He even had no choice but to make a contract with the puppet master to get the other party's strength. I'm afraid the man in front of him is very ambitious.

He is even a Saman. Of course, he is not Heyman discriminates against Saman. But most of the people who like to make trouble these days are Saman.

"Don't you know?" Hoes was a little surprised. "I haven't told you?"

“No.”

"I actually want to kill the city lord and replace it." Hoes said bluntly.

"It's not a big deal. You don't have to take action. Just participate. After all, there are very few people who know my true identity, so I deliberately keep yours, so don't care."

Heyman: “…”

He was really silent now.

What does it mean to focus on participation? Do you think this is a cheap lottery?? Still, it is about participation??

Instead? You don’t want to kill me!!!

"I, do I really have to go..." Heyman was about to cry, "I promise I won't say it, either?"

"No." Hayes was determined. In this regard, he has always been stricter than anyone else.

"I see……"

Heyman shrank into the corner with a painful face and went to sleep.
To be continued...