"If you have time to play with them, you might as well go find your next target." Arthur walked out of the villa and walked directly to Butcher under the attention of several people.

Lift him up.

"No, Arthur, you can't stay with him anymore. He is a complete bastard..." Xiu Yi stood aside, lowering his voice and chattering.

The soldier boy looked deeply at Marvin and left in the direction he came from.

Marvin wanted to catch up, but was held back by Starlight.

They are not his opponents yet and must make new plans.

The heat vision burned the rope, and Arthur turned around and walked towards the car in the distance as if he ignored Xiu Yi's words.

Butcher pulled off the rope, patted the dust on his windbreaker, and yelled at Xiu Yi in a low voice: "Shut up! Xiu Yi, you are like a fly, buzzing non-stop. Can you grow up a little and do something like that?"

A normal adult?"

Before he finished speaking, a heavy punch struck quickly. Butcher staggered, stood upright, and turned around to look.

Marvin was disappointed with Butcher: "You bastard, Butcher."

Wiping away the blood flowing from the wound at the corner of his mouth, Butcher nodded generously and admitted: "Yes, I am an asshole, and you will see me do even more asshole things next."

From the moment he first set foot on this road, he knew what he had to bear.

It doesn't matter if you can't be understood by them.

Being hated by them doesn't matter.

Everything, everything, doesn't matter to him.

"I'm going back. It's still too late to shoot and kill me." Butcher's tone was soft, not like he was lying.

Marvin watched him slowly turn around, slowly move away, raised his pistol, and breathed heavier.

"Marvin." Starlight saw his struggling expression, becoming more and more dangerous, and called out his name: "You can't become him."

Several times he made up his mind to shoot, but his index finger could never pull it off. Finally, Marvin collapsed, stamped his feet, and cursed.

…

Inside the B&B.

"Are all men like this now?" The soldier boy was half leaning on the bed, looking at the actors raising children on TV, feeling a little dazed.

Arthur swiped the phone screen and prevaricated: "Diversity and inclusiveness of the world."

Crunch!

Butcher entered the house from the outside: "The problem is, you gave me 11 clues about the final destination of Psychic Storm. So far, I have checked three, which are completely dead ends. I am as confused as a headless fly.

change."

Butcher was very anxious. He wanted to kill the people of his motherland as soon as possible and end this never-ending nightmare.

"Three items have no results, and there are still eight items to be investigated." The soldier boy didn't care, he just wanted the results.

"That will take a few weeks, and I don't want to wait any longer."

"The deal is, you have to find my team members first, and then kill the people of the motherland." The soldier boy said calmly: "I have told you that Psychic Storm can hear other people's thoughts. Those things drove him crazy. He

I can only keep buying houses all over the world.”

Seemingly feeling that Arthur and the two didn't quite believe it, he added: "If you have that ability, you will do the same."

"Butcher, there is an old saying in the East, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Arthur didn't even raise his head and provided him with a clue: "Try to ask Mr. Legend, I believe he will definitely know something.

"

This sentence woke him up, and Butcher nodded and left again.

"You actually know the legend?" After the soldier boy said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong: "Yes, he was the former vice president of Walter International. It's strange that no one knows about it."

"That guy is your little follower?" Changing the subject again, the soldier boy hadn't talked to anyone for too long, and his thoughts were a little wandering.

"The cooperative relationship is probably the same as yours."

"Why do you want to kill the people of the motherland?"

"Everyone has enemies, right?" Arthur put away his phone and leaned against the wall.

"A perfect reason." The soldier boy crossed his arms on his chest and nodded in agreement.

On the other side, in an unknown apartment.

The people of the motherland were wearing casual clothes, holding a glass of milk in their hands, watching the Jupiter Hunters on the TV show, and scolding.

That should have been his place.

But he soon felt relieved. He smelled the fragrance of the milk and had endless aftertaste: "Go to hell, Walter International."

At this moment, he was like a angry child.

Make Walt regret it by disappearing.

"Black is missing, Maeve and Starlight are useless, they have no way to kill this level of terrorists. It's only me, and it must be me." After drinking the milk, he was extremely satisfied with his analysis.

Jupiter Hunter?

What can a newcomer do?

The stupid uniform looks like a dung beetle covered in filth.

Nothing but nausea...

Thinking of this, the people of the motherland couldn't help but laugh: "You should really see Edgar's face that was in panic because he couldn't solve the problem."

…

On the mountain road, a black car parked slowly on the side of the road.

Arthur and the three of them opened the car door and walked out.

Open the trunk, grab the necessary tools, and walk deeper into the mountain.

"Hey! Man, can you tell us what we will encounter?" Butcher looked at the soldier boy walking in front of him and said loudly.

Soldier Boy stopped, turned around, and took the cigarette out of his mouth: "Just know that if he tries to make eye contact, close your eyes."

His tone was extremely relaxed, as if he could handle the psychic storm at any time.

But Arthur disagrees. People with psychic powers are the most difficult and powerful opponents.

If you are not careful, the car will overturn.

Continuing to approach the target, the soldier boy suddenly turned around and asked: "What did you say?"

Arthur: "What?"

Butcher: "Nothing, no one said anything."

Watching the soldier boy continue to turn around and move forward, Arthur whispered: "We have been discovered."

Butcher nodded slightly, indicating that he understood: "Keep a distance from him to prevent accidents."

The next second, the soldier boy was blown away by the mine, a large amount of soil was splashed in all directions, and thick smoke spread out from the explosion point, obscuring his vision.

"Close your eyes."

Arthur's command-like tone made Butcher subconsciously close his eyes.

A middle-aged man with messy hair took advantage of the terrain and quickly came behind Arthur and the two. He stretched out his arm and patted Arthur on the shoulder.

Trying to turn him around and trap him in a permanent nightmare.

Death from dehydration.

Arthur felt a strange movement on his shoulder, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

Since that guy wants him to turn around, then he should turn around and show him.

However, when it turned to the body, heat vision burst out from the eye sockets, quickly cutting through the air and cutting off the tree trunks.

A black line was plowed out of the mountainous area, which was particularly dazzling.

"Ah!" Soul Storm screamed and fell to the ground. His legs were cut off by the heat rays, and he fell to the left and right.

The soldier boy recovered from the explosion, heard the screams, and secretly cursed Arthur and the two for their ineffectiveness.

He was ambushed so quickly.


Chapter completed!