"Ha ha."

They started laughing and chatting.

….

There are indeed people coming to the social work center... maybe they are here to seek help, for example, some homeless people come back to ask for some food or something.

Will looked back at the child who was holding the guitar and looking attentive. He smiled slightly, closed the door of the room gently, and then walked out.

When he arrived at the reception area, he didn't see the homeless people he expected. Instead, he saw several guys wearing black windbreakers... They didn't look like they were here to ask for help.

"Excuse me, how can I help you?" Will stepped forward and asked.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?" one of the men asked with an indifferent expression.

"Who are you looking for?" Will frowned... He had an intuition that these people had bad intentions.

But a man standing behind him suddenly said: "Ah, it smells like this... it's a disgusting smell. He's right here, do it."

After the man finished speaking, several men in black trench coats nodded, passed Will directly, and broke into the social work center.

"Wait a minute, you can't go in, this is a private place..."

Before Will had finished speaking, a man in a trench coat had already come to him and punched him directly in the abdominal cavity... This made Will instantly bend over in pain, and he could hardly breathe in pain.

, "You...what exactly do you want to do..."

"We are rescuing you, young man, don't you know how dangerous you are?" Simpton slowly came from behind, squatted in front of Will, and said with a sneer: "At the same time, we are looking for...that guy

.Don’t worry, we won’t destroy anything here, just take that guy away and the matter is over.”

Saying this, Simpson shook his head, and a subordinate immediately understood, walked over, roughly picked up Will, and forcibly pulled him into a nearby room.

"Let me go!!! Let me go!! What are you doing!!"

The door to the room was closed at this time. In the room, Will suffered another heavy blow. This time he fell to the ground in pain, retching, and had no strength to get up.

At the same time, outside, two men in black trench coats dragged the handsome boy out.

The boy struggled in fear and called uncertainly... He was finally brought to Simpson.

"Oh, little beast, you are welcome to the Fog City...but you will be leaving soon." Simpton looked at this handsome boy with a smile.

This handsome boy suddenly got angry. His eyes flashed red for a moment. He broke away from the two men who were holding him, and then rushed directly towards Simpson.

But Simpson didn't panic. The moment the boy pounced on him, his long legs kicked up suddenly, and then split like an axe, directly hitting the boy's body.

Bang!

The boy hit the floor instantly and spat out a mouthful of blood...Simpton just stepped on the boy's back with a cold gaze.

A black shadow suddenly flashed in from the outside, flashing past Simpson at an extremely fast speed... At the same time, the boy at his feet had disappeared.

Several subordinates also took out their weapons at this moment...On the counter at the reception desk of the Social Work Center, a young girl was protecting the boy.

Anger and resentment... The girl just stared at the knights in front of her.

Simpton exhaled slowly, stretched out his hand and lightly wiped his cheek. The moment the girl flashed by, she left three tiny traces of blood.

"So, what I hate the most are you dirty, low-level and rude bastards..." Simpton narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "During the pursuit, two orcs were stimulated and died.

Crazy, we have no choice but to take action and kill... Just write the report like this."

"……yes."

￥￥￥￥￥￥

ps1: Dianniang has a golden keyboard event that will end on the 31st, emmm...vote for me~!
Chapter completed!