The carriage drove all the way to the Church of Life in Rolle, where Aldrich knew for the first time that it also had a function of detaining criminals.

However, Mills and Anthony obviously didn't want their non-church-affiliated Beyonders to know too much. Anthony got off the carriage alone carrying the killer who was taller and heavier than him, and a church deacon responded.

Then the carriage took them back to the Forest Bar, and only then did everyone's tense nerves finally relax.

Mills was the first to get off the carriage and said generously to the crowd, "Have a drink, I'll invite you today."

"Okay, let's drink poor him!" Sunderland seemed to be still very sleepy. Hearing this, he immediately regained his spirits and was the first to respond.

Marie leaned on her waist and teased, "It's rare for Mills to treat a miser, so of course you can't miss it."

Aldrich licked his lips, already missing listening to the smell of the forest. Without the hidden trouble of the killer, he also had the motivation to drink.

"Wait..." Newt suddenly amplified his voice, and brought everyone's eyes together, he said awkwardly, "It's so quiet in the bar."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Yes, why is it so quiet?

They are on the side of the street, and the gate of the Forest Bar is less than 5 meters away from them, which is enough distance to hear the noise inside at night!

"Not quite right, be vigilant." Mills frowned and said, walking to the bar first.

Sunderland's nails have become sharp and long, and his eyes have turned into vertical pupils, quietly following him.

Mary, Newt, and Aldridge stayed behind and did not act rashly. If something happened, they stayed out more flexible.

Mills gently opened the door of the bar, revealing a part of the scene inside, there are people lying on the ground who don't know if they are alive or dead!

"Come back? Do you want to drink?"

A very neutral voice came from the bar, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

It was a very strange man.

He was naked and strong in the cold winter, with a delicate face like a prince in a fairy tale, but his blood-red mouth and jade-white skin were nothing like a man should have, and what was even more awkward was his long hair , up to the waist, the nails of the right hand holding the glass are painted in a mysterious royal blue.

The first time Aldridge saw him, the word that naturally popped into his mind was...shemale.

Mills calmly stepped into the door of the bar, looked at the strange man occupying his territory, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"It's so cold..." The man stooped down on the bar, supported his upper body with his arms, and said in a "fascinating" way, "This handsome gentleman, doesn't he like to see me so much?"

"Hey! Who the **** are you disgusting guy?" Mary was not as calm as Mills, as if she was disgusted.

The man tilted his head and glanced at Mary seemingly casually. Mary didn't know what she saw, but she was taken a few steps back in shock!

He sneered and said, "What a disgusting woman."

It was obviously a cold night, but Aldrich saw that cold sweat broke out on Mary's face, and she couldn't say a word after being so insulted!

This shemale...it's terrifying, Aldridge's nerves just loosened are tighter than before.

"Forget it, it's too boring, I'm just here to say hello today..."

The strange man walked out from behind the bar, stood in front of everyone, and said softly in a neutral voice: "Another day, let's catch up, Mr. Mills..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man disappeared instantly with a wonderful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Overdrive displacement!"

Sunderland came out of hiding and cried out in surprise.

Just had a meeting with a Hegens killer, and he was all too familiar with such a sight.

No, that's a higher-level ability than "Overdrive Displacement"!

Aldridge did not agree with Sunderland's judgment. Just now Mills and Mary were near the gate, and the "speeding displacement" could not pass through them and leave, not to mention that Aldridge did not see the shadow of that person on the street, indicating that It doesn't move very close.

"What 'mystery' is that?" Aldridge said silently.

"The Hegens Killing Weasel".

"What extraordinary ability is that?"

"…"

The answer to the first question indicated that this guy was a killer of the Hagens Institute, but his 'gold finger' did not give an answer to the second question, indicating that the man was a Beyonder of rank 2 or higher.

His words before he left showed that he knew Mills, and he had known him for a long time. Aldridge looked at Mills' heavy back.

Mills didn't look back, just clenched his fists and said coldly, "He left, let's come in first."

Everyone fell silent and followed him into the bar.

Aldridge, however, felt that Newt was standing still behind him, and turned his head to say hello, "Newt..."

Halfway through, he couldn't speak any further.

Newt, who had been standing quietly behind Aldridge just now, was empty on his neck, and his head was gone!

"This is…"

Aldridge's scalp was about to explode and his teeth were shaking!

"Newt!"

"Newt!"

Sunderland and Mary also turned their heads at this time, screaming in disbelief!

Aldridge felt that his body was outrageously cold, his limbs seemed to be covered with ice, and he lost his ability to control.

Newt... was right behind him just now.

Just no more than one meter behind him!

But when he didn't feel anything at all, his head was taken off!

Time seemed to slow down around him, Mary and Sunderland passed by one after another, but the world that Aldridge felt lost its voice and was firmly occupied by fear.

"Aldrich!"

Mills shouted in his ear, and Aldridge suddenly came back to his senses, gasping for breath.

"Just now..." Aldridge was covered in cold sweat, looked at Mills, managed to calm down a little, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you..."

Mills patted Aldridge on the shoulder, walked past him, and with Mary and Sunderland, laid Newt's body flat on the ground.

"what…"

Sunderland crawled beside Newt, crying loudly, while Mary...she knelt on the ground weakly, as if she had lost her soul.

Aldridge has been freed from his fear, and the desperate cries in his ears make him feel at a loss. Although he has only been with him for a few hours,...

Sunderland and Newt must be very good friends... Although Mary called him a gourd, she always protects him. They are about the same age, and maybe there is love sprouting in them...

But at that moment, both Sunderland and Mary lost Newt.

Not a glorious, heroic, heroic death, but a cruel, lonely, desperate death!

At that time, Newt looked at their backs, what did he experience in loneliness?

Sunderland's eyes were red from crying, and he looked up to the sky in an irrational roar, "I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him…"

In this desperate cry, Aldrich's heart also began to roar:

"Become stronger!"

"I want to be stronger!"

"I absolutely don't want to do this!"