Oaker was stunned for a moment before he seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and looked at his temporary assistant.
As for Oaker?
A moment ago, Oaker's face was pale and filled with fear but when Oaker looked at him, although his face was still pale, the fear on his face vanished without a trace and was replaced with a polite smile.
"Inspector Oaker, please leave for a while.
"There are some things I need to talk to Mr. Ethan Hunt alone."
The temporary assistant said in a formal manner.
Oaker didn't give any answer nor did he express anything else. After a cold grunt filled with dissatisfaction, Oaker turned around and left the office.
Bang!
The door was slammed shut.
The slamming of the door echoed in the office as if it was the inspector's roar.
Anger and helplessness.
Kieran's sharp Intuition even picked up the sound of Oaker punching the wall as he walked further away.
Kieran shook his head silently at the scene.
Those who persisted would suffer hardships.
When those who persisted would turn around and attack those who persisted, those who didn't despair were all warriors who lived in the world.
Such people were worthy of respect.
They deserved respect as well.
But most of the time, they wouldn't be understood.
Kieran expressed his understanding of the situation but it wouldn't allow Kieran to forget his current identity.
He was Ethan Hunt now, a scoundrel who rapidly expanded his forces, a bastard.
He was no longer the Bird of Death, 2567.
Therefore, when he looked at the temporary assistant, his gaze was unscrupulous, incomparably fierce, and full of aggression.
"Talk?
What right do you have to talk to me? "
Kieran laughed coldly.
"Since I am here, of course I have the right to talk to you.
"Don't worry about that."
Besides, the main reason why I am here is to confirm something.
I'm not here to tell you what to do.
Of course, you have to cooperate with me. "
The assistant was very calm when he faced Kieran's gaze.
Or in other words, it was a kind of arrogance.
He was using polite words to cover up his arrogance and hypocrisy.
It was like a proud and arrogant king suddenly bowing to a beggar one day.
There was not the slightest sincerity.
He was just putting on a show.
Not only was it annoying, it was disgusting.
Kieran stared at her as he tapped the table with a decorative pen in his hand.
Thud, thud, thud!
Every tap was perfectly timed, landing right between the temporary assistant's heartbeat.
Clack, clack, clack!
Thump, thump thump!
The gap between the knocking and the heartbeat grew closer and closer.
The man's breathing started to become erratic.
However, it wasn't the first time Kieran influenced others like this. Soon enough, he adjusted his breathing and faced Kieran in a calm manner.
"I think … Puff!"
Just as the man was about to say something leisurely, a chaotic and sulfuric smell assaulted his face, as if he was hit in the face with a stick.
The man spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.
However, it wasn't the end.
The gaze that followed was what made the temporary assistant crumble.
What kind of gaze was that?
It was as if it could pierce one's heart!
It was as if everything that was hidden was exposed to such a gaze.
The temporary assistant felt like he was standing naked in front of Kieran.
No!
He wasn't naked!
He was …
He was skinned!
Blood gushed out.
His flesh was mangled.
The temporary assistant watched as a bright, sharp knife was sliced from his scalp, down his forehead, nose, lips, and chin.
His fragile skin was torn apart along with his flesh.
A pair of strong and nimble hands stretched out their fingers and pinched the upturned flesh.
Then, he squeezed it hard.
Tssss!
His skin was torn off.
Even his muscles were torn apart.
In other words, the large chunks of meat were like beef that had been torn apart. The lines were clear and orderly.
Pain!
Pain!
Uncontrollable screams came out of his mouth.
"Aaaaaargh!"
The temporary assistant let out a miserable cry. Then, the cry came to an abrupt end.
Because his head exploded just like that.
His brain splattered everywhere.
Other than where Kieran was, the whole office was dyed red.
Bang!
The door was pushed open and the gang members outside rushed in. Every one of them was armed with a weapon. They ignored the body on the floor and looked at Kieran anxiously.
"My lord, are you alright?"
Kray asked anxiously.
Addressing Kieran as' my lord 'was Kieran's order.
He didn't like being addressed as boss or leader.
Just like how he didn't like the dead temporary assistant.
He was just a pawn to scout out the way, yet he acted like he knew everything inside out and even faintly threatened Kieran.
Such a person was courting death.
"I'm fine."
Kieran waved his hand and looked at Oaker who came in after him.
"I didn't do this.
I've been sitting here the whole time, I didn't even move a muscle.
If you don't believe me, I have the surveillance footage here. "
Kieran signaled Kray as he spoke.
Soon, Kray passed the footage to Oaker.
Oaker didn't say anything, he turned around and left.
Compared to the temporary assistant, Oaker seemed to know a lot more.
He wasn't the pretentious kind.
However, it seemed like Oaker didn't want to get involved.
Looking at Oaker's back, Kieran's eyes showed realization.
"So it is!
The higher-ups of Flame City must know everything about the fiends. Not only did they hand over the fiends to a professional organization like Funeral Society, they even provided some convenience to the fiends.
As long as the consequences weren't too severe, they would choose to ignore it. "
Kieran took in a deep breath.
When he killed those half-fiends that controlled the underground world of Flame City, or even the fiend leaders, Kieran already had speculations in his mind.
Following the appearance of the temporary assistant, the speculations became obvious.
It was only natural that following such guesses, Kieran got more information as well.
The most direct one was Great Swamp's attitude towards managing the city.
He wasn't a dictator, nor was he a tyrant.
Instead, he was more inclined to rule by the people themselves without doing anything.
But …
"Don't you know how scary the human heart is?
Or you … "
"Have other plans?"
Kieran sat there in deep thought, waiting for the higher-ups of Flame City to respond.
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