Chapter 24 Captain’s Strength

Author: Yan Youwu

Chapter 24 Captain’s Strength

Kick, kick, kick!

Dante immediately retracted his hand, took a few steps back with his gun in hand, and stood next to his captain.

Leon took off the windbreaker on his body, handed it to the relieved Dante, and said with a smile: "Take your clothes and go to the side to have a rest."

He ignored the vigilant and panicked gaze of the pastor, and pointed at Joseph in the "floor tile can":

"Do you take the initiative to release him, or do I kill you and then release him?"

As expected of the captain, look at his tone, eyes, and attitude, he is so handsome. Dante sighed with emotion, feeling as if he had survived a catastrophe.

No wonder there are always scenes in novels where the hero saves the beauty and the girl promises him her body. Who can handle it?

Compared with the relaxation here, the middle-aged pastor opposite became obviously nervous and no longer maintained his high posture just now, saying:

"I did not cause any actual harm to these two Special Bureau members."

Leon shook his head impatiently, sighed, took out an exquisite and gorgeous pistol from the gun bag on the inside of his suit, and skillfully opened the safety.

Aim at the floor in front of you and pull the trigger.

For a moment, Dante only saw a string of fiery flashes of light ejected from the muzzle of the gun, shattering the floor tiles surrounding the position where the priest was standing.

After a bunch of bullets were fired, Leon opened the magazine with an expressionless face, and the cartridge case fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Mental harm also counts."

The pastor stood there and did not dare to move at all, with a few drops of cold sweat even falling from his forehead.

Leon Norfinx, the extraordinary person ranked eighteenth on the Sect of Truth's crime list, a fourth-level Twilight Knight, has killed 176 members of the sect and arrested more than a thousand believers.

A series of information emerged from his memory, and he couldn't help but curse a certain guy in his heart:

"Damn it Owen, he never said the FBI sent this butcher!"

As a third-level apostle of reason, he can easily defeat second-level fighters, but he will never be a match for the Twilight Knight.

That is an Extraordinary who has been promoted to the intermediate stage. No matter in terms of strength or spirit, he naturally restrains himself in his special job!

Dante looked at the priest who was caught in some complicated emotions with great interest, and compared with the relaxed and comfortable attitude of the captain next to him, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Is this how high-level extraordinary people crush lower-level people? The other party doesn't even have the courage to resist.

When can I achieve this effect?

I'm still a newbie!

"Although the panic and fear you are showing at this time are exactly the same as those lunatics from the Truth Sect before, for the sake of the third level, I am still willing to give you another chance."

Leon imitated the pastor's previous tone, took out a pair of silver handcuffs from his pocket, threw them over, pointed forward with the hand holding the pistol, and said:

"Copy it yourself."

A trace of struggle flashed across the pastor's expression, his expression kept changing, and he gritted his teeth and said, "God has never taught us to surrender without restraint."

"So much nonsense."

Leon threw the pistol to Dante aside and smiled: "Next, look carefully."

Before Dante could react, his figure instantly disappeared on the spot, leaving only an afterimage.

"boom!"

Before he even had time to turn his head, Leon had already grabbed the priest's collar, pressed down hard with his right hand, and slammed the priest, who was also unresponsive, into the floor tiles.

A burst of smoke dissipated, and the priest felt as if he had been hit hard, and blood continued to flow from his mouth.

On the ground, with the circular collapse as the center, the floor tiles around it were all cracked, like spider silk webs, criss-crossing.

The pastor struggled frantically, waving his hands and feet wildly, but he couldn't get rid of Leon's hand.

Dante jogged a few steps forward and said, "Captain, Joseph is still trapped in there and can't get out."

"Let him stay inside for a while. He has been in the action team for such a long time. He can still make mistakes with new people."

Leon didn't take it seriously. Even though his behavior seemed particularly violent, his expression still looked calm, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

He tilted his head and looked with deep eyes at the priest who was spitting out blood:

"You are lucky, because you are the first one I caught after coming to Nuolan."

After speaking, he pressed his left hand on the pastor's forehead, lowered his eyes, and recited a few words softly.

"me."

The priest tried to say something, but the blood blocked his throat, and in the end he only let out bursts of inaudible sobs.

As Leon's recitation ended, the priest's struggling body softened for a moment, and like the ordinary people who had been released by Dante before, they tilted their necks and fell into a deep coma.

Leon stood up, took out a square towel from his pocket with his relatively clean left hand, wiped the blood on his right hand, and threw it on the extraordinary man of the Truth Sect.

Then, he walked to the "floor tile can" and tapped the toes of his leather shoes. The floor tiles that were closely together shattered, revealing Joseph who looked very aggrieved inside.

"Captain, me."

"It's good that everyone is fine." Leon interrupted the fighter who was about to speak and said with a smile:

"Take him back for interrogation. After that, go find Old Tom for an additional month of training."

"Yes." Joseph got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, looking a little depressed.

Additional training?

Can I participate?

Dante pricked up his ears and heard the word next to him.

Through today's battle, he had a strong and uncontrollable desire to become stronger.

Although he has a lot of Taoist skills, he is limited by the low level of his special job. He is almost out of power just by using the golden light spell and the simplest exorcism technique, not to mention his extremely bad marksmanship.

You can't always pin your hopes on the captain showing up in time.

Dante thought of this and said, "Can I join you?"

"Normally speaking, this is the treatment that belongs to the official team members." Leon put one hand in his pocket, walked over slowly, took the pistol, and put it back in the gun pocket inside his suit.

"Okay." Dante said a little discouraged.

"However." Leon stopped and looked at him with a smile: "Judging from your performance today, our secret reader seems to have some different abilities."

Captain, it turns out you have been here a long time ago

Dante opened his mouth. He couldn't hide the situation at that time, but now it became unexplainable.

After all, things like Taoism cannot be explained clearly.

Fortunately, Leon had no intention of going into details. Those blue eyes stared into his eyes and said:

"Everyone is allowed to have a secret, as long as it's not bad, but you still have to make sure there's no risk of it getting out of hand."

"Okay!" Dante nodded repeatedly.

"As for the additional training," Leon passed him, put his windbreaker behind him, and his mellow voice came from afar: "When we get back, let's do it with Joseph."

"Copy that, Captain!"
Chapter completed!