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She took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "I hope you can help me, and I will pay you a satisfactory reward."

"Satisfactory reward?"

Tony sneered: "If I wanted any reward, I would have gotten it long ago. There is no need to waste time with you."

After saying this, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Hearing Tony's words, Renee's heart sank.

"As long as you are willing to help me this time, I can agree to any conditions you want."

She spoke again, hoping that Tony would agree, but unfortunately, her wishful thinking was wrong.

Tony paid no attention to her.

"Anthony Masters! Stop!"

Tony paused when he heard the name.

"Anthony Masters is dead. From now on, call me Taskmaster. I said, I will only help you this last time."

Tony had no interest in her reward, he just simply hated her.

Ignoring Reni who was gnashing her teeth behind her, he left the room without looking back, looking at the dark night sky outside, feeling very calm inside.

He is used to this kind of life and does not need to rely on anyone.

......

Joyce was feeling a little excited today.

Although it has been several months since I got a substitute, this is the first time I have gone out alone at night as a vigilante!

Hope to gain something.

Daredevil and White Tiger have been away for the past two days, and the gangs in Hell's Kitchen are ready to make another move.

But today it seemed that they were all petty thieves, and I didn’t see a few powerful people.

Once he discovered that a gang member was doing something illegal and criminal, Joyce raised his hand and struck down with lightning.

After he served as a vigilante for several days, another legend spread in Hell's Kitchen.

In the days when Daredevil and White Tiger are away, God's messengers will be watching here.

Whenever someone attempts to commit a crime, a majestic figure wearing a priest's robe will appear under the moonlight.

With every move of your hand, divine punishment will rain down from the sky.

Those hateful gang members will be struck by lightning.

A flurry of rumors has made Hell's Kitchen punks even more cautious.

I dare not wander around outside at night.

That night, Joyce patrolled another neighborhood. As soon as he reached the corner of the street, Joyce heard several screams.

The scream was extremely clear in this silent night.

After hearing the sound, Joyce paused, identified the direction, and then quickly ran in the direction of the sound.

Joyce came to the alley where the sound came from.

The screams in the alley continued, accompanied by several miserable wails.

Joyce frowned and quickly rushed into the alley.

still too late

In the deepest part of the alley, Joyce saw a man and several corpses.

The bodies were covered in blood, and each had a small dagger stuck in their chests.

These dead people should all be members of Hell's Kitchen. If you look closely, you can see that there is an acquaintance.

It was Sinko Ivanovich who had given him trouble for the first time.

After Banionis collapsed, he seemed to have gone off to set up his own business, but he didn't expect to die here.

At this moment, these people were all lying in a pool of blood, their eyes were round, their faces were as pale as paper, and there were a few traces of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.

He must have been tortured before his death.

At this moment, the strange man was standing behind several corpses.

He wore an Illinois fedora, a black hood, and a brown suit.

Why do everyone like to wear full-coverage hoods?Can you see clearly?

Joyce looked confused.

Although the expression on his face could not be clearly seen, you could feel that he was staring at Joyce who suddenly appeared.

"Did you do these people?" Joyce asked, staring at the man wearing the hat.

"Oh? Isn't this our dear Father Joestar?"

"So what if I did it? Do you want revenge?"

"I advise you not to waste your time."

The man in the hat smiled sinisterly.

"You know me?"

"Of course, I even personally investigated your information along with the priests who destroyed the Hand with those street heroes."

"How about just leaving like this? As long as you dare to take a step forward, I guarantee you will die miserably!"

After saying this, he took out a small dagger from his back and turned it twice between his fingers.

After hearing what this guy said, Joyce was stunned.

Who is this guy?Are you actually threatening me? !

"I've never been afraid of threats." Joyce responded with one hand in his pocket.

As he spoke, he opened his legs and walked towards him slowly.

Steel fingers appeared from behind.

A distance of about two meters is the best attack range for melee avatars.

The hat man looked at Joyce, with a slight hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that you are really looking for death. In this case, I have no choice but to give you a ride first!"

According to the report from his investigation, Joyce's boxing and kicking skills were average and he only relied on his physical strength.

Although he has a special ability and seems to be able to control the wind, according to other people's feedback and descriptions, it's just a 7 to 8 strong wind.

How can I fight against him when he can't stop blowing on a tree?

Laughing your ass off!

who am I?

Bennett Brandt!

The man nicknamed the Criminal Master!

How can I be the third-in-command in the company if I am just an ordinary priest?

I am someone who has been highly praised by the boss!

What Brandt didn't know was that his information was already out of date.

Thinking of this, Brandt, who felt that he could easily deal with Joyce, took a step forward and was ready to spew some trash talk again.

Then he made two cool moves and killed Joyce cleanly.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition arose in his heart, and the pupils in his hood instantly dilated.

A storm of attacks hit him!

He was unable to dodge the invisible attack, and was directly enveloped by the attack.

The steel chain fingers of Double A's strength and speed output wildly.

"Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali~"

Loud noises followed one after another, and Brandt's body flew out like a kite with broken strings.

It knocked over a nearby trash can, landed on a pile of bricks, and collapsed to pieces.

"Cough cough..."

A violent cough came from his mouth, and he looked up at Joyce standing there.

"You...ahem...you...how can you be so strong?!"

This is impossible!

This is completely inconsistent with the information he investigated!

Brandt struggled to get up from the broken bricks. The hat he bought for 200 US dollars had already flown to nowhere.

There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the hooded mouth.

His whole body was covered with fist-sized marks and he was trembling all over.

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