"Ahhh!"

Cook screamed loudly and dropped the gun in his hand.

There was a knife stuck in his neck, and a large amount of blood was spurting out from the broken blood vessels, like a red fountain.

"this?"

Mia wiped her cheeks with burning pain, and her face changed slightly when she saw the blood on her palms.

If Dior's knife hadn't hit Cook's neck just now, causing his hand to shake, I'm afraid the bullet wouldn't have just grazed his cheek...

"Are you still pretending to be dead for a sneak attack? You old yinbi!"

Looking at the squirming Cook, Mia picked up the iron rod and was about to hit the target, but Dio snatched the weapon away.

The furious young man, like a bloodthirsty wolf, rushed to Cook in three steps at a time, raised the iron rod, and hit him hard on the head.

Cook covered his neck and stared at Dior with disbelief: "I obviously..."

Bang bang bang!

Before Cook could finish his last words, his head turned into a crushed watermelon, and there was still a deep sense of unwillingness on his rotten face.

Dio didn't seem to realize that Cook was dead and still hit him on the head.

The flower of evil that grew out of the mud ended the lives of others with his own hands for the first time.

Under the beautiful petals, venom-covered branches grew wantonly, and the chilling murderous intent spread. Even Spitwagen and others who had lived in Ghoul Street for many years did not dare to speak out to stop it.

For a moment, it seemed that the only sound left on the street was the beating of iron bars.

"Dior!"

Mia came to her senses and quickly ran to hug Dio.

"Stop fighting, he's dead!"

The embrace full of blood and burnt smell brought back some sense, and Dio slowly stopped what he was doing.

Mia took the opportunity to snatch away the iron rod, put it around his neck and said coquettishly: "Dio is so powerful! He saved Mia in one go. Dio is Mia's great hero! By the way, when did you learn to throw a knife? How about you teach Mia too..."

The charred monster clung to his body, making a hoarse and unpleasant voice, acting like a girl.

This scene, which would become a lifelong nightmare for normal people, greatly pleased Dior.

The violent desire to kill gradually subsided, Dio bent slightly and kissed her sympathetically on the forehead.

That cold-faced tsundere actually kissed her tenderly!

Mia touched her forehead and giggled.

With a smile flashing in his eyes, Dio took off his coat, put it on Mia, and carried her to the corner: "You take a rest, I'll take care of the rest."

"What to deal with?" Mia asked doubtfully, but Dio seemed too lazy to pay attention to her and strode away.

I saw that Dio called Spitwagen and others and said something to them.

The three gangsters looked unbearable and hesitated for a moment, but still agreed under Dio's coercion and inducement.

However, they looked at Dio with deep fear in their eyes, as if Dio's proposal frightened them.

After saying what needed to be said, Dio came to sit next to Mia, took her into his arms and let her lean against him.

Mia poked his arm: "What did you say to them?"

Dio chuckled: "You'll know it when you see it."

Soon, Mia understood what Dio asked Spitwagen and others to do.

The three gangsters killed Cook's fallen men one by one, and then threw both Cook and his younger brother into the sea of ​​fire.

After a while, these people will turn into charcoal like the little brother in the basement.

Mia's head was full of questions: "Isn't it just destroying corpses and removing traces? Why is it so mysterious?"

"It's more than that."

Dio lowered his head, looking at the idiot's eyes full of curiosity, and his cold green eyes like poisonous snakes showed faint ripples.

"We killed people and I needed them to be accomplices."

Mia suddenly understood and skillfully threw out a series of compliments, coaxing the arrogant Viper to reluctantly kiss her again.

"Dior."

Spitwagen returned with his younger brothers.

"It's all taken care of."

Hearing this, Dio put away the gentle smile on his face and looked up at Spitwagen.

The baptism of death brought some irreversible transformation to the young man. Even just sitting on the ground and looking up, Spitwagen still felt an invisible pressure.

Spitwagen swallowed and controlled himself not to avert his eyes in order to maintain his dignity as the gangster leader.

As soon as he was taken out of the shelter by Mia, he saw Cook's men lying on the ground. The scene was so tragic, it was as if they had been hit head-on by a train.

Out of human instinctive fear of supernatural forces, neither he nor his men went to check carefully. Unexpectedly, Cook would use this flaw to launch a sneak attack.

What's even more unexpected is that Dior can easily defeat Cook's plan with a knife, and even made such a cruel proposal later.

Looking at Dior's childish face, Spitwagen felt a complex emotion of admiration and worry in his heart.

Dior is still so young, but he has such a heart and means. When this child grows up...

He had previously marveled at Mia's extraordinary strength.

But now it seems that no matter which one of these two children, they are "monsters".

Dio frowned and urged impatiently: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly."

Spittwagan smiled awkwardly and discussed future plans with Mia and Dio.

Mia and Dio originally had nothing to do with Cook, but after injuring Cook's men, they were already facing off against Cook's gang.

With Cook defeated, the threat of the leaderless gang has been greatly reduced, but it is inevitable that some remnants will want revenge.

To this end, Spittwagan enthusiastically suggested that they hide and recuperate in his lair for a while before he wiped out all of Cook's gang.

The two of them had no objections to this.

"Let's go."

Dio held Mia's back and legs and picked her up.

"Huh?" Mia was dumbfounded as Dio held her in the same romantic embrace as a princess in a TV series. "Dio, did you just hit your head?"

Dio rolled his eyes at Mia speechlessly: "If you can ask this question, you are the one who hit your head."

"I'm so smart..." Mia muttered dissatisfiedly, then reluctantly muted under Dio's death gaze.

After a while, Mia saw that Dio's face looked better, so she poked his chest and said with concern: "Put me down when I'm tired. I can walk by myself."

For a male, being questioned about his strength by a female, especially a female he likes, is like a slap in the face in public.

Dio glared at Mia fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not tired at all. You don't need to care."

"But your hands are shaking..."

"That's your illusion."

"But……"

"Shut up!"

Watching their fight, Spitwagen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as Mia is still there, Dio will not become an inhumane demon...

Thinking of Mia, Spitwagen was worried about the burns on her body again.

The layers of clothes wrapped up to resist the flames merged with Mia's skin under the influence of high temperature.

In Mia's situation, she couldn't go to the hospital, otherwise she would definitely be arrested as a monster.

So, how should they help Mia take off her clothes...

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