I! Cleaner!

Someone is coming down!

Hearing the footsteps coming from the stairwell, Leon, who had already demolished more than half of the dungeon, immediately stopped, pulled the policewoman back, and then reached out to hold the black goat's horns.

"Director?"

Looking at the scarred man walking out of the stairwell, the policewoman couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in her heart even though she was well prepared.

Although my own director is a bit "courageous", always shying away when things happen, and doesn't want to get into any trouble, he is actually a pretty good person.

The two had worked together in the Secret Investigation Bureau for several years, worked together on nearly a hundred missions, and even experienced several life-and-death crises together. In my heart, he was almost the same as his uncle's elder relatives.

But who would have known that the director turned out to be a gangster lurking in the Secret Investigation Bureau, and that everything he had experienced in the past was all fake! Even the crises he encountered might have been planned by the other party!

"Isa."

After looking at the complicated-looking female police officer, probably remembering her experiences in the past few years, the scarred-faced man's expression softened slightly, and then he sighed:

“Now that we’ve reached this point, I won’t say anything more.

In fact, I don’t hate you, but it’s a pity that you are the daughter of the Minister of Defense, and we are not the same people after all. The harder people like you work hard, the deeper the kingdom will slide into the abyss...

So I'm sorry, it's not just him today, you are also going to die here. "

After hearing what the scar-faced burly man said, the policewoman couldn't help but grit her teeth. She didn't answer his words, but said with sullen eyes:

"Aunt Martha was traced by gangsters last year. She was kidnapped on the way to pick up her daughter from school, and her body was finally dumped in the garbage dump on Bridge Street. Is this...?"

"I didn't do it, but I did send the news back."

The scar-faced strong man sighed and said:

"Martha is a good person, but she is responsible for connecting with the royal guard of honor. She is the only one who knows the route of the princess and the prime minister, so I can only report her address back.

And it’s not just her. Of the more than 40 people who have died in the bureau in the past few years, about one-third were killed or captured because I leaked information, including your friends and acquaintances.

Sorry, they are not all damn bastards, but people are like that sometimes, they always have to go against their own hearts and do something..."

"boom!"

"Well...in that case, let's stop talking here."

After reaching out and touching the blood hole between his eyebrows, he looked at the policewoman in front of him who maintained a shooting posture with a look of shock on his face. The scar-faced man couldn't help but shook his head, and then turned sideways towards Lyon, who was blocking the policewoman. Looked over.

"Isadu shot me, why didn't you take action? I went to Lane Manor to see it. You should have an abnormal object with terrible lethality."

"..."

After taking a glance at the scarred-faced man who was still alive and kicking after being shot through by a bullet, he judged that this guy was not the type who would reveal his abilities easily. Leon simply ignored his inquiry and continued to search for the opponent's body. s position.

The moment he heard the footsteps, Leon, who was always vigilant, had already checked the opponent's situation with the help of the black goat's soul vision. Although the "scar-faced strong man" in front of them had a body, there was nothing in his body. There is no soul, just a strange empty shell.

What's even more strange is that in Black Goat's field of vision, the entire world has not changed at all, and the souls of the people in the Secret Bureau are all normal. It seems that the huge noise made when he demolished the dungeon does not exist at all.

As for the souls of other prisoners and guards in the dungeon, they were still in those empty cells. There was even a guard's soul floating quietly not far in front of him, but in fact it was nothing at all. None, it seems...

It seems that I am not on the same "layer" as myself!

…

On Leon's side, he was constantly pondering the true nature of the scar-faced man's abilities. On the other side, the policewoman who did not believe in evil gritted her teeth and emptied the magazine, firing six nails in one breath.

When she encountered the American Iai with whom she was highly proficient, the scarred-faced strong man did not make any dodge, and his face was beaten to a bloody pulp. No matter how heavy the mask was, he would not be able to appear on TV.

But he was still not dead, and he even still opened his mouth to say something. It was not until the female police officer replaced a new gas tank and shot him in the throat again that he lay down honestly. .

"It seems you are really not ready to take action."

With the sound of steady footsteps, another "scar-faced strong man" walked out of the stairwell, kicked off his own body on the ground, and stood in front of the two Lyons again.

Looking at Leon who just glanced at him and then started to frown in thought again, the new scarred man shook his head helplessly.

"You're being cautious... okay."

As the scar-faced man spoke, he pressed the buckle on his armed belt. In less than 0.5 seconds, he completed all the postures of drawing the gun, turning on the safety, and aiming. The black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Leon's. Ajna.

However, even though he was already very fast, he was still not faster than the female police officer who always kept her gun in hand.

Probably having discovered that hitting the head was useless, the policewoman changed her target this time and shot the scar-faced burly man directly on the wrist, preventing him from shooting Leon in advance.

"Well……"

Looking at his wrist bone that was shot through, the scarred man glanced at the policewoman with some dissatisfaction, as if he was very unhappy about her interference, but the next second he was shot in the throat again, and could only fall on his back again with a plop.

"What a trouble!"

Accompanied by a slightly dissatisfied grumble, the two "scarred men" actually walked out of the stairwell at the same time, and then directly took out their guns from a distance.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Not caring about being shocked why the director had so many, the female police officer gritted her teeth and raised her gun and fired continuously, finally shooting the two directors to the ground at the same time before the other party fired.

However, the next step was quite neat footsteps again, and more than a dozen "scarred men" walked out of the stairwell one after another, and opened the buckle on their waists in a uniform manner...

What the hell are these things! ! !

Seeing the chiefs raising their pistols in unison in the distance, the female police officer, with a tingling scalp, kicked open the door of the interrogation room next to her, ready to pull the "scared" Leon in to hide.

However, this time, it was obvious that the scarred chiefs were one step faster. The female police officer had just grabbed Leon's shoulders and had not yet pushed him into the interrogation room, when the black muzzles of the guns were already raised to the right angle.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

More than a dozen triggers were continuously pressed, first synthesizing a deafening loud sound, and then, the dense gunfire, like a heavy rain in June, rang out in the dark and narrow corridor of the dungeon.