The 'Vulture' is dead.

The 'Vulture', whose head was twisted 180 degrees to face his back, fell to his knees on the ground, his upper body fell forward, and he made no sound anymore.

And a tall figure also wearing a cloak followed the fall of the 'Vulture', no longer blocked, and appeared in the sight of everyone in the field.

The moment they saw this tall figure, everyone around them took a breath.

The ferocity of the ‘vulture’ frightened these people.

And how terrible would it be for someone to break the neck of a ‘vulture’?

Without any hesitation, these people retreated subconsciously.

Suddenly, a large open space appeared.

There were only two people in the open space.

The man in the cloak who spoke before spoke.

And then a tall man wearing a cloak appeared.

Seeing the similar outfits between the two, especially when the cloaks were of the same style, some smart people immediately became thoughtful.

Are they from the same organization?

These people are guessing.

And immediately, this guess was confirmed!

"You want to reveal the organization's secrets?"

The tall figure asked coldly.

"We don't want to live in their shadow!"

"We just want to survive."

The voice of the man before was bitter, with a hint of pleading.

"live?"

"Everyone wants to live!"

"But something was wrong and must be punished."

The tall figure said coldly.

Even the onlookers could hear the killing intent, and the man before was naturally not unaware of it. He immediately shouted loudly:

"we are……"

Click!

As if he had guessed his fate, this man was about to say something regardless, but the tall figure reacted too quickly, and his neck was broken before the other person's words came out.

The crisp sound was no different from the sound made when the 'Vulture' was twisted before.

Then, the tall figure picked up the man's figure, jumped up to the roof on one side, and disappeared after a few jumps.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

When the people present came to their senses, only the body of the 'vulture' was left on the ground in front of them.

They looked at each other and finally dispersed.

But when they left, everyone had shock and surprise on their faces.

Unknown organization!

And there are existences more terrifying than this unknown organization!

us!

them!

Such words are enough to make these people speculate.

With such speculation, some people's footsteps involuntarily became faster.

Among them is Kuya.

‘Night Owl Court’!

And the organization that challenges the ‘Night Owl Court’?

It’s just that this organization was obviously divided into two waves. One wave obeyed that organization, and the other wave wanted to resist, but the resistance failed!

Obviously, ‘Flying Jazz’ belongs to this organization!

Kuya, who was sorting out her thoughts while walking, walked faster and faster.

She didn't see that in the dark, a line of sight followed her vaguely.

It wasn't until Kuya returned to the secret stronghold of the 'Holy Snake Society' that this line of sight completely disappeared and returned to an independent apartment less than 500 meters away from the 'Holy Snake Society'.

In the room, Alas was smiling and showing Esther how to make a crisp sound like a broken bone with his bare hands.

"The point is air and knuckles!"

"As long as the speed is fast enough, the sound is no different from the cracking of bones!"

Alas said while performing another performance towards Esther.

I saw that Alas raised his hand and quickly turned it in the air, as if twisting his head.

Click!

The crisp sound appeared directly.

Although he had experienced it personally once, Esther couldn't help but admire it when he saw it again.

"Your Excellency Alas, you are really versatile."

"Not only can he change his voice, but he also has such special skills."

Faced with such praise, Alas scratched his head in embarrassment.

"This is not a skill I created. My dad often does this. When my mom just raised her fist, he would make a 'bone breaking' sound all over his body and fall to the ground in an instant. Then, when my mom put it away,

When I punched my fist, I stood up again intact and went to bring my mother foot-washing water."

"The technique like 'fake decapitation' just now was taught to me by my father. He was always worried that I wouldn't survive and thought that I must learn some survival skills so that I can use them when I go to the gym again.

."

"However, my mother was very angry that my father did this and beat him directly."

"But after my father had a day's rest, he quietly taught me these skills in private."

Alas, who was simple-minded, spoke without any concealment.

"Your father is really, really... a father whose love is as great as a mountain!"

Alas wanted to describe his mood at this moment, but when he opened his mouth several times, he came out with words that were not very relevant.

He originally wanted to say that it is not easy for your father to live.

But looking at the tall and strong Alas, he chose these words wisely.

At least... that way, he doesn't need to be beaten.

"Father's love is like a mountain?"

"My dad?"

"He is very light, not like a mountain. I could lift him at the age of five."

Alas shook his head.

Suddenly, Esther felt even more sorry for the old father.

What kind of things happened that made you choose your wife and give birth to Alas.

Is it love?

Or responsibility?

only……

How did this responsibility arise?

You must be forced to do so, right?

You are truly a hero!

Esther fell into deep thought. He felt that in his plan to live a long life, he needed to add one thing: not to fall in love with any direct or collateral women of the Arras family.

Alas, who had no idea what Esther was thinking, heard the sound passing through the window and immediately turned his head to look to one side. When he realized that it was Jason who came in, he couldn't help but smile.

"Jason, how am I doing?"

Alas walked up to Jason like a child showing off and asking for praise.

Squeak, squeak.
To be continued...