hero?it must be me

Zheng Qi's freezing air really scared him.

With just one movement, he almost thought that the skin all over his body was peeled off in an instant.

That terrible pain, if he could, he really didn't want to go through it again.

Moreover, J. Kyle found that his fingers were a little out of control.

It's normal that frostbite often causes the extremities to lose their original functions first.

Even if the double feedback damage is so, J. Kyle can't imagine what will happen to human beings if they are directly exposed to this fog.

Obviously this man didn't look like this!

Is it because the cold air is also part of the body double, so it can't hurt himself?

No, now is not the time to think about these things. These security officers can react so quickly, I am afraid it is because of Hornhaus.

Don't miss this opportunity!

Zheng Qi frowned.

He knew that the Hanged Man was telling the truth.

In a situation like this, even if he speaks out to stop him, the security guards outside will not be at peace for long.

Like now, the other party may continue to break in at any time.

That being the case...

Zheng Qi moved.

Today's last Shenyu lens, open!

With the help of scanning, Zheng Qi violently pulled away the wine glass blocked outside, and precisely grabbed the glass wine glass where the Hanged Man was hiding.

"Wait--"

Just as the panicked Hanged Man wanted to make a sound, a tablecloth was covered.

"—Ahhhhhhhh!"

Forced to move again, the Hanged Man screamed again.

"You, you in the end!"

"Just turn you into a cripple before they rush in."

On Zheng Qi's hands, a golden flame burned.

That is strengthening the body with the help of pride and ripples.

Relying on the scan, he once again accurately found the reflective object where the Hanged Man was hiding.

Zheng Qi glanced over, and before he could catch his breath, all the non-existent hairs on the Hanged Man's body exploded!

"you--"

J Kyle's hoarse and sharp voice spewed out from the Hanged Mouth.

"—Don't come near me!!!"

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"you know?!"

Polnareff grabbed the homeless man in front of him.

The homeless man was thin and thin, and was pulled by the tall Polnareff, and he was a little out of breath.

"Wait Polnareff, you're going to hurt him like this!"

"Well, sorry!"

Responding, Polnareff let go of his hand.

At the same time, Abdel took out some currency from his pocket, and stuffed the currency into the pocket of the homeless man at an angle that was not easy for others to notice.

"Please take us on a trip, this is very important."

Although the wanderer was a little scared, for the sake of money, he took Polnareff and the others to the location of the broken wall.

"It's there."

The wanderer pointed from a distance.

Polnareff and Abdelbi compared the drawings in their hands, and they were indeed basically the same. The wanderer did not lead the wrong way.

"Finally, let me catch you!"

Polnareff immediately started running on the sand!

"Thank you, you can leave as soon as possible."

Abdel ordered the homeless man, and hurriedly followed.

"Silver chariot!"

"Red Magician!"

The two summoned a substitute in no particular order.

"Show your true colors, J Kyle!!!"

Roaring and rushing out from behind the broken wall, Polnareff fixed his eyes on the shadow under the broken wall——

"Well?!"

"Um……"

Abdel, who was a step behind to catch up, also saw the scene in the shadow.

Polnareff's expression was complicated.

The excitement and excitement of the imminent revenge, and the feeling of loss at this moment are entangled with each other, forming his somewhat confused face at this time.

"It seems that Zheng Qi is one step ahead."

Looking at the corpse in the shadow, Abdel concluded.

In the shadows lay a dead body wrapped in thick clothes.

The corpse's face was beyond recognition as if it had been smashed by something, and blood was splashed on the wide goose-yellow robe.

Since he couldn't see his face, how could Abdel be sure that this guy was J. Kyle?

The answer is, the two right hands that are limp under the robe.

"That's it, that's it..."

Clenching his right fist, Polnareff slightly lowered his head.

There was a little unwillingness in his expression.

If possible, he wants to personally...

"Zheng Qi is a considerate person, but the battle situation between stand-in messengers is changeable, even if it is him, you shouldn't ask too much."

Abdel patted Polnareff on the shoulder.

"I know, it's just..."

Polnareff raised his head and took a deep breath.

"...Let's go, it's time to meet everyone."

"I, my vengeance has been avenged."

With that said, Polnareff was about to turn around and leave.

J. Kyle, you bastard, let you die so easily, it's really cheap for you...

Thinking of this, Polnareff couldn't help but take a last look at the corpse.

"……Um?"

His steps suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Abdel looked at him with some doubts.

"The hands of this corpse..."

Polnareff frowned and walked towards the corpse.

"hand?"

Hearing this, Abdel also looked at the corpse again.

"Um?!"

The hands of the corpse were indeed right hands.

However, if you look closely, the two right hands seem to be different.

First of all, in terms of skin color, one of the two right hands looks darker, and secondly, the length of the two right hands is a bit strange. Based on the posture of the corpse sitting on the ground with its back against the wall, the two right hands should be the same length when it collapses .

One of the corpse's right hands, however, appears to be longer.

These are details differences that are difficult to detect at first glance, especially because of the wide robe, it is easy to miss these differences without looking closely.

Difficult to say——

Abdel's heart tightened.

And Polnareff had already come to the corpse.

He let the tip of the silver chariot's sword twitch the corpse's robes.

"—Wait! Polnareff, it's a trap!"

Abdel yelled.

However, it was too late.

As the tip of the silver chariot's sword moved, the corpse tilted slightly.

then……

The half mirror placed behind it was revealed!

"Giyaaaaaaa!"

In the mirror, the Hanged Man screamed and rushed towards Polnareff, who turned his face half away because of Abdel's shout!

The sharp dagger pierced directly into Polnareff's chest!

"Pfft!"

"Polnareff!!!!"

Abdel hurriedly let the red magician fly to grab Polnareff who was about to fall, and pulled him back to his side, leaving the reflection range of the mirror.

"Hey ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Behind them, in the shadow of another broken wall, a hoarse laughter sounded.

Abdel looked away.

From there, there were two right hands with festered skin, clawing at one side of the broken wall.

Immediately, a terrifying face full of chilblains poked out.

"Idiots, you two idiots! Idiots! That's just a piece of props made by me killing one unlucky guy and chopping off another unlucky guy's right hand! You really think that my uncle will die in that shit. Is it in your hand? Ah?!"

He yelled like this.

"You bastard... are you J Kyle!"

"Ah, yes, it's me!"

J. Kyle seems to want to show a smile, but this face seems to be unable to make any expression.

Feeling the harm Zheng Qi had caused him, J. Kyle was not going to waste any time.

"Hey, you guys! Come here, the old man here said that you will pay a lot of money if you help him send him to the hospital!"

J. Kyle yelled to the side.