New Gods of North America

As an ordinary modern man and former sheriff,

Wayne actually knows that he has some "bad habits".

For example, when you see an enemy, you often unconsciously take action based on the possible "sentencing" of the enemy.

If you feel that the other party deserves the punishment or is committing a crime, you can kill him on the spot without hesitation.

But if they feel that the other party's crime does not deserve the death penalty, or that the other party has given up resistance, they will habitually think about capturing him alive.

Even when there is enough power, sometimes people will consider subduing the criminal first, and then go through the trouble of sending him to trial and let the law punish him.

It's a bit not decisive enough.

This time it almost went wrong.

After Wayne found the "target", he pretended nothing happened, and then planned to secretly call his friends to come over for a righteous fight, intending to catch him first and then slowly interrogate him.

It turned out that the other party had a keen sense of danger, and took action while Wayne was still pretending to appease him.

Then Wayne realized the gap between "ordinary people" and so-called "professional agents."

The purpose of the opponent's actions was very clear, they wanted to stop Wayne's actions and prevent him from making calls or abnormal noises.

So the tactics used by the opponent were a bit similar to the so-called "ju-jitsu". He suddenly jumped over and fought closely at close range. He first tried to knock Wayne out quickly, but when he failed, he immediately tried to cover his mouth or lock his neck.

Wayne still has some basic fighting skills, and he has the ability to heal himself, so ordinary "fist to flesh" is not a problem at all.

But the opponent didn't give Wayne any chance to "punch him hard". He used some force-releasing and positioning joint techniques. His movements were quick and efficient while trembling, giving people the illusion that they were fighting with cotton and taffy.

After a few consecutive moves, the opponent and Wayne rolled on the thick carpet and started fighting.

After a twist,

Wayne's wrist was grabbed by the opponent with both hands and twisted tightly, while he continued to pull it outwards.

The opponent's leg was bent to cover Wayne's mouth, and his leg was constantly pushing Wayne's neck and head to the other side.

The other leg pressed on Wayne's abdomen to prevent him from turning over and struggling.

It didn't sound very powerful, but Cardwayne couldn't use most of his strength, and soon he felt a suffocating feeling as if the blood was rushing up his head.

The other party's tone was cold: "If you promise not to make any noise, I will let you go. Stomp your feet if you agree."

Wayne was still far from surrendering.

His other hand immediately touched the other person's ankle, trying to inject spiritual power into it.

It is different from the feeling of injecting spiritual power into "dead things".

When injecting spiritual power into the opponent's body, it is as if encountering an invisible "barrier" that seems to prevent the spiritual power from "invading".

But the problem is not too big. The barrier is like a layer of plastic film, which is waterproof and airtight, but cannot withstand violence.

“Bang!”

Soon a circle of blood and flesh exploded on the opponent's ankle.

The opponent was obviously in pain, but still wanted to continue locking down Wayne at first.

Until the other party discovered that the spiritual power began to gather on Wayne's captured hand, and it seemed to be coming more violently.

The other party then quickly let go, crawled back a few steps using his hands and feet, then quickly stood up and got into position again.

But it's no use.

As soon as the distance was shortened, Wayne had already taken out his revolver, "Don't move, put your hands up."

Since you allowed me to surrender before, I will give you a chance.

But if you resist or try to escape, that would be rude.

…

To be honest, the young maids in Mr. Ben Harmon's manor,

Except for Lina, the "temporary worker", although there is no particularly beautiful one, it is not a big problem to generally say that they have "regular features and good looks".

Wayne had previously fought a young maid in close combat, and although the experience was not very good,

But psychologically it's okay.

Until the other party was tied to a chair by Doug and his extraordinary ability was released,

He turned into a middle-aged bearded uncle who looked ugly and made the maid costume bulge out...

And the fabric on the chest became even tighter. What the hell?

The big spider Peter stood on his head, and Lina leaned against the wall at the door and watched - she found an excuse to "help clean up the scene" and came to see who she had missed.

Wayne sat across the table from him.

He calmed himself down secretly, "Tell me, who are you? Why did you attack Mr. Ben Harmon? Were you the maid before, or someone else?"

The other party answered the last question first: "The lady is now in a closet in a room on the left corridor of the first floor lobby. She should be fine, she just fainted."

Wayne was shocked, "You took off someone's clothes?"

"Just take off your outer skirt and headdress. Ladies don't have only one skirt on." The other person looked up at Wayne, as if he thought his reaction was a bit exaggerated.

All right……

Wayne motioned Doug to go and rescue the people, and continued to ask, "Back to the previous question. You should explain it as soon as possible. As you can see, we are also professionals. This way, it will be simpler for everyone."

The other party did not doubt Wayne's words at this time, especially after Lina tried to exchange a few secret words with him and made him choose to release his extraordinary ability.

He sighed slightly:

"My name is Damon MacCready, and I'm a free man now. I didn't know that the target was someone secretly protected by other organizations. I just accepted a commission and wanted to make him temporarily lose his health and unable to work normally in the short term."

"Are you from the Old World too?" Wayne asked.

Damon MacCready shook his head. "I have always lived in America, but I was once employed by a secret agency in Windsor to help them arrest some criminals who were fleeing across borders."

Interpol?

However, this should be considered as overstepping the boundaries of law enforcement, and these days it is probably still the responsibility of spy agencies.

Wayne glanced at Lina silently, and Lina shook her hair as if it had nothing to do with her.

So Wayne continued to ask, "But you just said that you are a free man. Since it is a secret organization, can you just quit it?"

"I'm not sure whether I can still contact the headquarters in the Kingdom of Windsor.

"I was recruited in Georgia and trained in Atlanta. Our team discovered that the local leader who recruited us would make 'deals' with some criminals in private, asking them to pay money in exchange for their freedom. Several of these criminals had caused casualties to our companions during the capture process.

"After we obtained evidence that he had released the criminal without permission and expressed our dissatisfaction, he labeled us as traitors to the organization. All of our teammates are now dead, and the local police have also put us on wanted lists."

Hmm...

Wayne thought for a moment and said, "Then have you ever thought about exposing him to your organization?"

"Secret agencies usually only accept internal contacts, and most of them are single-line. We also tried to send letters to Windsor, but it probably didn't work."

Damon MacCready shrugged his shoulders. "So we should just look for opportunities to simply avenge our companions."

Wayne joked:

"Looking at the way you beat around the bush when you gave me the drug tonight, and the way you fought with me, I thought you weren't the kind of person who would choose to kill for revenge."

"No," Damon MacCready shook his head, "My companions and I share the same philosophy of not harming innocent people as much as possible.

"But this is done so that when we really face evil people, we can choose to shoot without hesitation.

"Knowing why you take up arms, you won't shrink from facing death."

Although the other person actually looked quite handsome when he said this,

However, Wayne still "poked" at his dark history, "But you did secretly drug someone tonight. Mr. Harmon should not be your target of revenge, right?"

Damon MacCready fell silent for a moment:

"I have no other choice but to control the dosage as much as possible."