Hearing these words, He Ao slightly tightened the crutch in his hand. There was no expression on his old face, but he calmly stared at the 'Shadowmaker' in front of him.

"Do you think my child is related to Nighthawk?"

"Old sir, it seems your child has a lot of things he hasn't told you,"

The film maker looked at He Ao and said with a smile, "Your son has actually been in contact with the Pollution Cleanup Department. According to people in the same neighborhood as him, several of them once encountered pollution monsters near Mock Street and were killed by Nighthawk.

Saved."

Innocent people attacked by polluted monsters became connected with Nighthawk because of the grace of saving their lives.

He Ao's mind went through what the shadow maker said and continued, "There should be many people in this city who have been saved by Nighthawk."

Just arresting people near Mock Street must be because there is something special about the people arrested.

"The answer is very simple, old gentleman, I believe you have guessed it,"

The film maker looked at He Ao with a smile on his face. He seemed to be happy to answer He Ao's doubts.

"After Nighthawk studied the pollution monster, he was inevitably contaminated with some pollution aura. After he was injured by the investigation team, he could not run too far, but we followed the aura to find him, and we pounced on him.

It was empty, so someone must have been nearby to rescue him.

"Then we arrested all the people who might have been exposed to pollution or smelled of pollution, and your son happened to be one of them."

"Nighthawk was seriously injured?"

He Ao suddenly asked.

"Of course, he was attacked by people from the investigation team. If he wasn't extremely powerful,"

The film maker said with a teasing smile, "He died that night."

This is inconsistent with the documents of the Pollution Cleanup Department. No, it is not inconsistent at all. The documents of the Pollution Cleanup Department only said that the investigation team went to arrest Nighthawk, and then jumped directly to the next stage, Nighthawk took action against the investigation team.

The investigation team was injured.

He Ao carefully reviewed the contents of all the documents he had read.

Sure enough, the document never mentioned who "made the first move".

Those documents didn't lie, they just didn't tell the complete facts.

Of course, what the film maker said may not necessarily be completely true. He may also have judged that He Ao and the Pollution Cleanup Department were cooperating, and used this to sow discord between He Ao and the Pollution Cleanup Department.

"Did you provide the method for Nighthawk to raise pollution monsters?"

He Ao continued to ask.

"certainly."

The shadowmaker smiled, his voice was rough, but coupled with his fair and slightly feminine face, his smile had a snake-like charm.

"You provided him with a way to raise pollution monsters, and then you reported him to the Pollution Cleanup Department for raising pollution monsters?"

He Ao narrowed his eyes slightly, "He should be able to easily identify this trap, so what did you tell him? Let him raise and study pollution monsters by himself even if he risks being traced by the Pollution Cleanup Department."

"Old sir, don't you want to know how your son died?"

The shadowmaker tilted his head, and the ponytail on his head swayed through the light on the glass behind him, "You have been asking other questions, are you afraid to face the truth of what has happened?"

He Ao's hand tightened slightly on the silver crutch.

"Then I have to talk to you about this matter,"

The film maker grinned and stared at He Ao, "Your son and his wife are very tough-talking. They say they don't know anything from beginning to end, but the pollution smell on their bodies is the freshest among all, which proves that they

Someone who has been in contact with a pollution monster shortly before being caught, or has had deep contact with a pollution monster.

"And if they came into contact with pollution monsters, of course they wouldn't be able to stand in front of me alive."

The film maker laughed and said, "I have to say, old sir, your education is very good. Your son refused to betray Nighthawk until the end. My subordinates spent a month trying all the tortures they could think of.

, but in the end nothing came out.

"certainly,"

He raised his eyebrows, "We actually didn't put much hope in him, because we had already found the traces of Nighthawk and had a complete plan to kill Nighthawk. We tortured him because we just wanted to

You just know how tough his mouth can be."

"So when the month of torture was over and we told him Nighthawk was dead,"

The shadowmaker's eyes widened. He looked at He Ao's old face and laughed, "His expression is really interesting."

He raised his hand and introduced,

"Amazed by his tenacity, I gave him and his wife a chance to build a building near the ruins of a Colosseum-like circular building.

"I threw the two of them into the rubble with a pollution monster and told them,"

There was a cruel smile on his pretty face, "As long as they can escape the attack of this pollution monster and escape from the ruins of this circular building, I will let them go home."

“And guess what?

"The two of them were a couple. One used himself as bait to lure the monster in circles to delay time. The other frantically explored the entire building and really let them find a narrow exit.

"And what they did next surprised me. Two hungry people who had been tortured for a month actually used their strong will to lure the monster to knock down a concrete pillar, and then before the concrete pillar collapsed completely.

At the last moment, he got into the exit and used the fallen pillar to block the monster's way.

"The wisdom and strength that human beings have exploded in desperate situations are really amazing. Even such humble beings and two ordinary people without any power can do such an operation,"

He applauded slowly, "Then I was so amazed at them that I drove the truck and hit them to death the moment they came out of the exit to catch their breath."

He shrugged and smiled, "Although I also want to let them go, but who told me to receive the order not to leave anyone alive?"

"Finished?"

He Ao looked at him calmly, "You spent so much time answering my questions and explaining the ins and outs to me, right? Waiting for your people to come up to support you? Why do you think they didn't come up?"

The shadowmaker's expression changed. He turned around and looked behind him. Outside the glass window behind him, anti-air combat drones were floating in the air, shooting at the floors below.

At this time, his wristband also vibrated, and a somewhat panicked voice came, "Minister, it's the FBI and the Pollution Cleanup Department. They brought ordnance and broke in from the back of the building. Every floor is full of people."

Their people, we were held back."

The shadowmaker looked back at He Ao. This time, he didn't say anything. He directly raised his hand and shot a bone needle at He Ao, then jumped towards the far left side of the room.

An emergency ejection vehicle is installed there, which can allow him to leave here immediately.

The current situation is beyond his control and he cannot stay for long.

But He Ao's movements were faster than his. He Ao seemed to have anticipated his movements and took a step forward. When he shot the bone needle, he had already left the spot and flew towards the place where he jumped.

He saw the white-haired figure appear in front of him almost exactly, the silver crutch was raised high,

"Are you noble?"

boom--

Accompanied by a violent sound of steel being slapped on the face, the muscles on the silhouette man's face rippled like ripples of water, blood splashed out from his mouth, and his body also flew to the right.

go.

On the other side, He Ao's right hand has been opened, and the butterfly knife in his hand stretches out, revealing a sharp blade, which cuts along the neck of the shadow-cutting man.

The shadow cutter suddenly adjusted his body in the air to avoid this fatal blow. At this moment, He Ao also suddenly changed his moves. The butterfly knife turned from the blade downward to the blade upward, and then slashed downwards.

The blade reflecting the cold light easily cut through the brand new sleeves, fair skin, bright red muscles, and the hard bones embedded in the muscles.

As the shadow cutter's expression gradually changed to one of shock, he easily cut off his forearm.

Blood splashed in the air, dyeing the pure white collar of Ho Ori's shirt red.

boom--

The figure of the shadow cutter flew out and collapsed the wine cabinet on the right side of the hall. The wine bottle shattered with a bang, and blood and scattered red wine covered the ground.

The severed forearm was splashed aside along with a few bloody teeth.

"You hit me in the face?"

The shadowmaker stood up from the scattered pieces of the bottle.

His mouth was covered with blood, a few teeth had fallen out, and the left side of his face was completely swollen, and his usual pretty appearance was no longer visible.

"You are well-groomed, fair-skinned, beautiful, and your hair is long and well maintained."

He Ao slowly unzipped his jacket, then threw the formal jacket and the bag on his back to the side, and hung it on the coat rack at the door, "It seems that he is a person who attaches great importance to appearance and grooming.

people, so,”

He adjusted the blood-stained white shirt that was exposed when he took off his formal clothes, opened the tip of the bottom of the crutch, and stuck the blade of the butterfly knife on the exposed depression.

Then he held the crank handle of the crutch and flicked it, and the silver metal gun body suddenly popped out.

He held a gun in both hands and blocked the path to the left side of the room. He looked at the shadow maker calmly and answered the question that the shadow maker had just slapped him in the face.

"I did it on purpose."

"Old man, you deserve to die!"

Shadow Cutting Man got up from the ground, and squirming flesh sprouts poured out from his severed arm, quickly turning into twisted tentacles, entwined together to form a tentacle arm.

A terrifying sense of oppression instantly filled every inch of the hall.

The Shadow Cutman's strength is not weak. With the power of the pollution monster, it has far exceeded the C-level limit.
To be continued...