Hughes...

He was worried about his life after he really killed someone, whether there would be a company to accept him after he left Seges, and that he would really become a homeless person and wander on the streets.

So, he didn't dare to do it.

To be more precise, he was unwilling to do it, but he hid this reluctance behind his fear.

Even if he was bullied like that in Segsri, even if he could kill the demon who killed his best friend at this time, he would still not want to.

Jiang Shu took all this into his eyes through the mask.

At this moment, he finally realized something.

It seems that the role card system brings these lonely people not only the constraints on their positions, but also the spiritual ones.

Now Hughes has no such bloodiness, so it is no wonder that he has fallen to this point.

Jiang Shu also sighed, which was quite a sense of mourning his misfortune and angering his inconvenience.

However, he wouldn't really force Hughes to do anything. After all, all this was Hughes's own choice and he didn't want to interfere.

"You guys hurry up, come and find me!" The president yelled at the communication device. He had entered a state of hysteria. He could clearly feel the pace of death was approaching.

Although Hughes did not choose to kill him, he still knew very well that the people from these trick groups would not let him go.

The last time must be used.

"We are looking for you, but..." The voice at the other end of the communication device was a little hesitant.

"But what? What's wrong?" The president seemed to feel his hesitation and asked without hesitation.

"Someone stopped us." The voice on the other end said the same thing, "It was the people on the nearby street. They were watching the live broadcast, they knew our purpose and recognized our clothes, and then formed a wall of people to block the middle of the road, and we couldn't get through at all."

"Stop..." The president was stunned for a moment. He did not expect such a thing to happen.

It was raining all night long. At this critical moment, those untouchables actually did such a thing.

"Crash over! I'll be responsible if something happens!" The president immediately continued to yell, and he kept saying, "Or just give them money, give them money, one person has 100,000 yuan, let them help you find it, hurry!"

"I understand." The head of the supervision team on the other end of the phone responded instinctively, and then he looked at the crowds of people blocking the streets in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of water, not knowing what to do.

After hesitating for a moment, he found a loudspeaker from the car, stuck his head out of the skylight and shouted: "Have a huge reward to help us find the people in the magic group together, and everyone can receive 100,000 yuan."

"Hurry, if you have money, you can get out of here, let's go together." The more the leader of the supervision team shouted, the less confident he felt because he did not get any response.

The wall in front of him was just looking at him indifferently, not moved by the hundred thousand yuan.

One hundred thousand coins, the purchasing power of the lonely city is definitely not a small amount. For ordinary people, it is also a fortune that can be squandered for several months.

However, no one in front of the crowd blocking the streets moved, and there were a hint of sarcastic smile on their faces.

"The person who found the president must have a huge reward, 10 million...10 million is possible!" The head of the supervision team was still shouting at the crowd, but he shut up as he shouted.

These people seemed to be deliberately encouraged by someone. They were neither impulsive nor came up to smash and loot their convoy, nor did they insult and insult them, but they were just blocking normal traffic.

That's all.

Strictly speaking, there is no way to really punish them. In this case, so many people are like this at the same time. Even if the police come, they are just verbally criticizing and educating, and they can't even be detained.

After all, there is not so much room for these people in the detention center.

A little sweat dripped from the forehead of the supervisory team leader.

What's going on now?

How could such a human wall really hit you by a car?

If he really wants to hit him, he will not have to squat in prison for the rest of his life?

And suddenly, he suddenly thought of something.

Yes, according to this situation, the president will definitely die.

Since this is the case, why do I still care about this?

Shouldn't we hurry back to Segs and destroy some of his illegal and criminal records?

Thinking of this, the head of the supervision team also instantly realized what he should do, so he mutes the phone watch and said to the deputy leader in the back row: "Second, I'll go back to the company. You told the president that I'll get off the car and look for him."

Even now, he still doesn't want to break up with the president.

In this case, if the police station rescues the president first, he won't be too embarrassed.

So he put down his watch, got out of the car quickly, and turned toward the Segs Group.

After the head of the supervision team left, the subordinates in the back row also looked at each other. They looked at the direction of the team leader leaving, as if they understood something.

"This, let's put the watch here first. I have something to do. Let's go first." The deputy team leader who took the watch saw that the team leader had gone far away. He threw the watch to his subordinates around him, and then quickly got out of the car.

He also has a lot to do.

For example, destroy some evidence that is unfavorable to you, such as going to the Segs Building to get the wealth you have accumulated over the years, and then slipping back to the F-district.

Where did you come from and where to go back.

He came to Seges empty-handed, and he could save up 100,000 or 200,000 when he left, which was not in vain.

However, the two members of the supervision team who stayed there also looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

"Bang--" The car door opened and closed for the third time.

In the end, there was no one in the car.

It was empty, with only a watch on the seat.

"Hey? Where are you? Hello?!" The president's voice kept coming from the watch, but no one responded to him.

As the president's voice became more and more desperate, the room fell into a dead silence.

Suddenly, the fox seemed to have thought of something. He walked to Jiang Shu, picked up the flying knife, and then came to the side of the security team leader, cut off the restraint belt tied with the team leader's hands with one knife, and handed the knife to the other party's hands.

"Come on, you kill him, or you die." The fox said softly in front of the security team leader.

The security team leader took the flying knife silently and stood up from the ground.

Holding a knife in hand, he looked around the people around him.

No one carries a weapon.

Looking at their waists and bodies, there were no traces of pistols hidden.

He has a lot of experience in street fighting. If he fights desperately, he may be able to control the situation at the scene in an instant.

However, this thought only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

"Sorry, President." He did not throw out the flying knife, but walked to the president and said to the president face to face.

"You! Go and kill them! I'll give you so much money..." When the president saw the security team leader being untied, there was a trace of false hope in his heart. He was still hoping that his security team leader could seize the opportunity to kill the members of the magic group present.

After all, this is the security team leader he chose from a hundred, and his personal force value has even reached the t2 level...

"Puchi--" The security team leader did not reply, but just interrupted the president's words with the knife in his hand.

The knife pierced directly into the president's throat.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and sputtering blood appeared on the ground.

The president covered his throat with his left hand. He kept opening his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was pierced and he could no longer speak the same way as before.

After all this, the security team leader threw away the flying knife, and returned to the place where he had just squatted, wiped the blood on his hands on the ground, and then squatted back to the spot.

He did not have the idea of ​​hurting people at all. Instead, he acted like a docile little sheep, without showing any threats in exchange for hope of life.

Jiang Shu looked at the security team leader, then looked at Hughes, who was still sitting on the ground beside him and the president who was angry on the turntable, and remained silent.

Now he just felt a little ironic.

After a long time of excitement, Jiang Shu felt a sense of boredom.

He looked at the president who was unwilling to close his eyes even though he died, and finally sighed.

He died in a bit hasty, completely different from the script he expected.

Although this ending has become extremely ironic after such modifications from the fox.

He walked out of the camera and left the picture to the fox. The next thing was the end time of the fox. He had no interest in continuing.

After all, it was the guy's words that affected him.

The words of Black Clow conveyed by Red Clow.

"Wildfire" is the next weapon that Heiklow left to him.

And at this time, when the Segs Group incident broke out, the "wildfire"...

No, it is now the "torch", and the "torch" has arrived in the Thirteenth District, and a new round of storms is about to be set off.

Jiang Shu had already made a prediction in her mind. At this time, he only needed to release Hong Kloe to gather the old faction among the "Tungsten" and then engage in simple factional struggles. Then he could become the behind-the-scenes driver of the "Tungsten" and directly obtain such a semi-religious organization that is well-used and can be called a magical tool.

For him, it is definitely a good thing to accept such a huge organization that costs almost no cost.

The daily life of managing the "torch" only needs to be handed over to Hong Clow. As long as you add some restraints to Hong Clow, it should be difficult for Hong Clow to escape his control.

The only uncomfortable point is...
To be continued...