"Chen, you've practiced boxing before?"
"No," Chen Zhao said casually. "I just found a boxing coach in a gym. I train for an hour every day."
"Then you can beat Tiger?" Diana looked at Chen Zhao in shock. "Tiger?"
"You beat Tiger down? That's impossible … Tiger is a professional boxer. "Eveleigh's face was full of doubt.
"Why did you go to boxing?"
"I've been beaten up."
"Oh … I remember. It's the time we met on the train. Your face was covered in bruises, right?"
"I fell." Chen Zhao really did not want to tell them that he'd been beaten up by a woman.
"Then can you beat the person who beat you up now?"
"The person who beat me up is my boxing coach now."
"…"
…
McAllen Bodie had received news that the Asian had come to school again.
So, he contacted Tiger directly and told him to find a random reason to beat him up.
However, he waited for more than half an hour and still did not see Tiger return.
He was getting impatient from waiting. At this moment, a classmate ran over in a hurry.
"Bodie, something happened."
"What happened?"
"Tiger was injured. He might have to stay in bed for a month. In half a month, he has a professional match. He'll definitely miss it."
"What? Tiger was injured? How is that possible? Who can injure him? "
"It's that Asian. Tiger told me to tell you that you have to pay him ten thousand dollars. Otherwise, he'll tell everyone that you hired him to hurt an outsider."
"He's blackmailing me!" Hearing this, McAllen Bodie yelled in anger. "He lost to an Asian. Isn't that embarrassing enough? Tell him that there's no way. If he leaks this, he'll be expelled too. "
McAllen Bodie's family was rich, but he was only a student. He could not afford ten thousand dollars.
Plus, if this really got out, he would definitely be punished and Tiger would not be able to get anything out of it either.
As for the instigator, he was happily having lunch with the two girls.
…
Trede Pemton opened the door and saw Winry standing outside.
Trede frowned. "Winry, why are you here?"
"Someone's been active in town recently. They seem to be investigating Deppler's death."
"Police?"
"Not the police," Winry said. "I saw him go in and out of the house on the edge of town."
"That Asian?"
"Do you know the residents of that house?"
"I saw him once." Trede said, "It should be because of Bant's son. They might be friends, so Bant wants that Asian to help investigate the truth."
"It just so happens that there are four or five people in that house, and there are only three people left for the sacrificial ritual. If we sacrifice all of them, our wish will be fulfilled."
"No." "Deppler's death has already caught the attention of the police. If that Asian and his friends are all dead, then the police will definitely do their best to investigate. We should stick to our original plan and find some wanted criminals to come to the town. If the people who died are wanted criminals, then the police won't pay much attention to the investigation." Trede vehemently rejected the idea.
"As long as we summon Demon Bettas, our wishes will be fulfilled. A few policemen won't matter at all."
"I'm different from you," Trede said. "You can give up everything, but I still want to live here."
"Haha …" Winry laughed weirdly. "If you don't dare to do it, I'll do it. Even if something happens, I just need to hide in the mountains, and the police won't be able to do anything to me."
Trede did not speak again, but there was a hint of gloominess in his eyes.
Although he was working with Winry, he was very dissatisfied with her acting on her own.
Winry Gargamel was a lawless monster. In the past, Winry would have just killed some animals for their blood, and the police would not have intervened.
But if it was a frequent murder case, and the victims were ordinary people, the police would definitely investigate with all their might.
Their plan was not perfect, and there was no such thing as a perfect plan in this world.
If someone investigated deeper, they might be discovered.
Their original plan was to find the wanted criminals. That way, the police would be too lazy to investigate, and they might think that it was a gang seeking revenge.
But if it involved ordinary people, the police would have to take action.
"Winry, if you kill so many people, it'll cause too much noise. Just kill the person who's investigating. That way, you can warn them too."
"Trede, don't tell me what to do." Winry turned to look at Trede Pemton coldly.
Trede Pemton and Winry stared at each other. Neither of them was willing to back down.
"If we attract a lot of police before our plan is completed, can you kill all of them?"
Although Winry was very powerful, and she wasn't a normal person anymore, she couldn't kill everyone.
It was impossible for a monster to kill dozens or hundreds of people in movies and TV dramas to appear in real life.
Since Winry had turned herself into a ghoul, physical injuries could hardly pose a threat to her. However, that only applied to a small area of effect. If a bullet were to enter her body, it would be meaningless.
As long as she did not lose her mobility, she could still move or attack freely.
But what if there were a hundred bullets?
Even if her limbs were completely destroyed, or her body was directly blown into pieces with a grenade, she would still be defeated.
Winry could ignore physical injuries because her body was already dead.
What stood in front of Trede now was only a corpse.
But she still needed a vessel for her soul. If her vessel was destroyed, her soul would have nowhere to go.
Of course, Winry was still a powerful evil spirit, and one who knew voodoo magic.
But even so, she could not kill dozens of people.
Just like before, in order to collect the sacrificial souls as soon as possible, she had to use Trede's help. She had asked him to take the souls of eight victims by setting a fire. Then, she still had to carefully collect the souls of the other victims.
"If there's only one person left when I kill the Tracker, I'll only kill him."
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