"You scoundrels, let go of that girl, alas, what's the situation?!" Greel, who was wearing the armor of the Imperial Cavalry, shouted the lines of the appearance very imposingly when he jumped down, and only half a sentence was shouted when he heard a roar like killing a pig.

With the night vision of the emperor's armor, Grell saw three big men lying on the ground, and the soft and weak little girl was standing beside one of them, bending down and pulling out a butterfly knife that had been pierced in the throat, blood gushing out of the wound like a fountain.

The little girl with pale blonde hair and a black trench coat that Grell had seen was now a little girl with short purple hair, wearing a purple leather jacket and leather pants and a plaid skirt, and a little lower than him, with her right hand rubbing a butterfly knife on the clothes of the man lying on the ground, completely ignoring the slaughterhouse-like scene.

'Gollum! Greel's throat moved, and he almost fell to the ground when he landed, but he managed to stabilize his body, and quickly turned his head, trying not to look at the three corpses. Otherwise, the visual impact and the strong smell of blood that came to my nose would not have been vomited in the armor of the Imperial Cavalry.

After such a good kung fu, the little girl had already wiped the butterfly knife, retracted it in her arms, turned her head to look at Greel, who had been standing there stupidly since it fell, and shouted in a childish voice: "Hey, what bad lines did you just shout, I've read too many comics, even if it's a rookie, you shouldn't stand stupidly on the roof and wait for the criminal to appear." ”

"Huh?!" Greer was stunned by the little girl's series of words, and he didn't react for a while, and then said in surprise: "Wait a minute, you... Do you see me standing on the roof? How do you know I'm waiting for the criminals to show up? ”

"I guessed just now, but now I know." As she spoke, the little girl walked over to the other big man, pulled out the long knife stuck in his back, and rubbed it against his clothes, trying to wipe the blade clean.

“...... It's been tricked! Grell looked at the little girl speechlessly, both the dress and the tone of his voice gave him a familiar feeling, especially the pink belt with the letters 'HG' on his waist, like an introduction, which made Grell pull out a movie called "King Haibian" that he had watched a few years ago from the depths of his memory.

I almost forgot the plot or something, but I still clearly remember that there was a passage in the movie, where the eleven or twelve-year-old super killer girl danced lightly in the room with a knife, and easily killed five or six big men. In the extremely cheerful nursery rhyme, stumps and broken arms are flying all over the sky, a contrast that Grell still remembers to this day.

This little girl can't be a super killer, right?!

While Greer was thinking, the Super Killer Girl had already wiped the blade clean and was very skillful in twisting the one-meter-three iron rod in two, swinging her hands back, putting it in the backpack, pulling the zipper casually, and said, "Hey, if you don't leave, the police will come, come with me, Daddy, he wants to see you." ”

After saying that, the super killer girl ran towards the depths of the alley, and the little short legs 'Teng! Rise! Grell hurriedly followed, the terrible scream just now is estimated to wake people from their sleep, and if they don't run at this time, they will wait for a while.

Grell pondered in his heart while running along: "This is the super-killer girl, then the one who wants to see me is the super-killer girl's father-retired police officer's father, by the way, he used to be a police officer, and he must know many people who must know how to check that car, maybe you can ask him for help." ”

Thinking in his heart, Greer's heart couldn't help but get hot, and followed the super killer girl up the ladder to the top of a building not far from the alley, Grell stood on the top of the building and looked around, quietly didn't see a figure, just wanted to ask the super killer girl what he brought him here, a black shadow suddenly stood up next to the pipe less than five meters away from his feet, and Grell was so frightened that he almost didn't jump.

Dressed in black clothes that completely blended into the night, wearing a black mask that resembled Batman, and the letters 'BD' on the belt around his waist, Grell recognized this person as Big Daddy.

Grell now has a sense of frustration in his heart, the big daddy is just after intensive training, and he still belongs to the category of ordinary people, but with the cover of the environment, he didn't find out. Replace it with professional agents and killers such as Black Widow and Winter Soldier, I'm afraid I don't know who did it if I didn't wipe my neck.

The eldest father stood up, picked up the sniper rifle on the edge of the rooftop and put it behind his back, looked at Greel, who was still wearing the armor of the imperial cavalry, and said in a deep voice: "This is not the place to talk, let's go to the C safe house, don't worry, if you want to do anything to you, just when you stood on the roof of the building and took off this armor, I will shoot, and you will be knocked down with a tranquilizer bullet for your physique." ”

The big dad said and patted the sniper rifle behind his back, and then ran again with the super killer girl, don't look at the super killer girl looks like a little Lori, but the speed is not slower than the big daddy. The two didn't care about Grell at all, looking like 'love doesn't come', Grell hesitated, but still followed, although the big daddy is an antihero like the Punisher, he is actually a good person, and he kills all bad people.

Just like the three villains who just killed the superkiller girl, if the superkiller girl was a weak little girl, it is self-evident what would happen to her, even if she was later caught and sentenced, but the damage caused to the girl could never be compensated, Grell has always thought that such a scumbag is not a pity.

Under the cover of night, the three of them scurried around on the roof and in the alley, until they ran to a dilapidated building before stopping, followed the two to the third floor to open the iron door full of rust on the surface, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a full load of all kinds of weapons, pistols, shotguns, micro charges, rifles, sniper rifles, all available, neatly placed on the shelves, it was simply a small arsenal.

"That's cool!" Grell thought of such an adjective, in his previous life, he played with plastic toy guns, real guns or something that were only seen in movies and television pictures, and now there is a room of real guns in front of him, which is so unreal, it's like a dream.

Grell couldn't help but touch the top of the nearest rifle, smooth, cold, sturdy, full of real man's flavor.

That's what men should be playing.

Such a thought came to Greel's heart, and he stroked it lovingly for a while before withdrawing his hand, and when he turned his head, he saw the super killer girl sitting on the only table, dangling two slender calves, chewing bubble gum in her mouth, no matter how she looked, she was a harmless little Lori, and she couldn't connect her with the top killer who had just killed without blinking.