"Do you have anything to say?" Evanson sat behind the counter, his hands on the table with gloomy colors.

In front of him was his demon pets standing from high to short. Taylor Choi Puxi didn't do anything wrong at all. Although Sarah's hair was messy and she seemed to have just passed a big battle, her face was radiant and rosy. She stood on the side with her hands on her chest, firmly drawing a line with the three guys. As for Habs, well, he was not there, logically, with his demon's recovery, he should have been better, but for some reason, he was just in the stray dog ​​retention center and refused to leave.

"What a big deal, is it so mad?" Faced with Evanson's questioning, before Taylor and the others could explain, Claya, who was sitting beside her, spoke first, and saw that she looked indifferent. "The group of laundry detergent dealers from the Poison Scorpion Gang have committed many evil detergent lives. Now your subordinates have handed them on the spot. Is this a good thing?!"

Evanson glanced at Claya in surprise. Why did he beg for love?

"Yes, the mistress is right, the mistress is right every day!" Cui Puxi immediately jumped three feet high and sang a praise loudly!

"Hahaha, wherever there..." Claya raised her orchid fingers and blocked her mouth, and swung her hands repeatedly, looking humble, but her eyes that were narrowed into crescent moons showed that she was very helpful to a certain title.

So that's it... Evanson now understands it. This is to win people's hearts with kindness to establish his position as the mistress of the palace!

"But... Claya... do you really think this is a good thing?" Evanson frowned and said carefully.

"Isn't it a good thing to have more superheroes in this world who punish evil and eliminate evil?" Claya would plead for Taylor and the others this time. Although she had the idea of ​​winning people's hearts, it was mainly because this time Taylor killed all the gangsters who were guilty of countless crimes and evil. She felt that this could not be considered a bad thing.

"Superhero? Ha..." Evanson shook his head, and he did not refute Claya. He picked up the TV remote control and pressed it, and the TV began to play the scene of Taylor killing the crowd last night.

It was a fierce police and gangster firefight. Although it was in the dark, the gunfire had already reflected like daylight. The thugs of the Scorpion Gang were holding various guns and shooting wildly at the police. This was ridiculous. A gangster composed of dozens of people suppressed all the police, including the SWAT team in a big city like New York. There were also many SWAT team members who were trying to rush in. They were shot and fell down and kept wailing on the ground. This has to be said that the United States' gun control policy is really in place!

"Now New York has become a battlefield! The police are no match for the gangsters at all! And where is the mayor now? He is on vacation in his own private estate!" The reporter who recorded this video is now crazily complaining about the mayor of New York City. "Hey, mayor, please don't take a vacation, come back quickly to promote the majesty of the law!"

These were two special police members, holding bulletproof shields, lowered their bodies and moved forward slowly, trying to pull back the injured teammates in front of them. However, at this time, the leader of the Scorpion Gang, a Mexican with disheveled hair, took out a Chinese lake grenade launcher and pointed it at the trigger of a car behind them.

With a bang, the hit car exploded violently. The powerful impact force pushed the two special police and the wounded to the sky, and then fell heavily and died.

The situation was getting worse and worse when the police were facing the increasing disadvantage. Just as the commander at the scene was wondering whether to ask the National Guard for help and asked them to send armored vehicles over, a huge figure appeared.

He was nearly three meters tall and was wearing a black leather coat with a knee-length hem. He was directly wrapped in a sack on his head and tightly wrapped with iron wire. He walked out of a dark alley with heavy steps. The sound of his footsteps was mixed with the sound of harsh metal friction. Only then did people realize that it was dragging a huge axe that was longer than his height!

After the appearance of this skinned giant ghost-like figure crawling out of hell, the fierce firefighting sounds stagnated for a moment, and everyone's eyes were gathered on him.

But the figure was not stunned. He let out a loud roar, and his feet exerted force to remove the cement road surface under his feet. He rushed into the front of the personnel of the Poison Scorpion Gang in an instant like a black whirlwind. At the same time, he slashed heavily with axe in his hand. The bandit who was as brave as a tiger, who was as brave as a tiger and was shooting at the police with two Uz submachine guns, was now stunned as if scared, and let the axe split him neatly in half.

His blood and internal organ fragments sprinkled directly all over his companions. The guy felt the hot blood on his body and realized what had happened just now. But he had only had time to tremble all over his body and let out a terrifying scream. The figure waved his axe with his backhand and cut him into two slashes.

"Ah!!!" After this bloody killing, the others from the Scorpion Gang immediately raised the guns in their hands, howled, and shot wildly at the figure.

But the figure was not afraid at all, letting the bullets shoot on the body without dodging, rushing into the crowd and killing left and right, with internal organs and blood flying together.

"Monuka!!" Facing the members of the Poison Scorpion Gang who were not afraid of the police, they finally collapsed in this feast of blood and internal organs. They screamed and left their weapons, and began to run away in a panic.

But this figure did not intend to let anyone go. At a speed that was completely inconsistent with his figure, the villains who were hunting who finally knew fear, were either chopped into several pieces by him or slapped heavily by the axe, and his entire upper body turned into bloody mud.

In a blink of an eye, there were few people living in the Poison Scorpion Gang. The figure waved the giant axe again, but this time it failed to harvest life. The reason was that the boy was so scared that he collapsed on the ground. When the axe was chopped down, he was stuck in the car behind him. However, the figure didn't care. He raised the axe and raised it together with the car, and directly hit the guy hard.

The leader of the Poison Scorpion Gang hid in a bus with his last men, hiding under his seat and hoping to escape his life, but the bus was cut from beginning to end as if it was cut into slices of bread.

After all the storms subsided, when people found these three people from the ruins, they had been split into several sections, and the bodies were broken together. If they didn't look carefully, they wouldn't tell who was who they were.

"This is how the death of a villain should be! The Hell Mad Axe that reaps the lives of a villain, please continue to work hard and clean up all the garbage!" At this time, a reporter appeared again and gave Taylor a nickname. Then he pointed to the bodies of the Scorpion Gang and shouted loudly, "The mayor who is on vacation now, please continue on vacation! We don't need you, we need a tough hero to lead us out of the predicament!"

"What an inciting reporter..." At this time, Evanson turned the TV and turned to look at Claya. "Do you still think he is a superhero?"

"Well..." Claya's eyebrows were almost twisted together, and after pondering for a long time, he said with a laugh and crying "To be honest, just his look... if it was placed in the game, it would definitely be a guard boss, and this game would have to be that kind of biochemical horror game!"

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Chapter completed!