Rangers.

As a force organization that can confront the Black Hawks head-on without losing its edge, the Rangers can be said to be a word on their territory. They are order and law. No one can disobey, and no one can escape the justice punishment from the Rangers... Well, at least for now, their authority has been seriously provoked.

In public, before everyone looked at them, someone openly provoked them!

As one of the powerful factions in this area, can the Rangers bear it? Not to mention, this is the highest order from the Rangers Presbyterian Church!

"you………"

"Stop it!!"

Just as the man in the jacket couldn't help but want to give an order, suddenly a voice came from behind him. Then he saw Moges running over from behind in a panting manner. He first glared at the man in the jacket coldly before speaking.

"Who made you use force here without permission?"

"I got the order from the Presbyterian Church to arrest the suspect!"

"The Presbyterian Church's order is to conduct inquiries and investigations, not to be rude and rude arrest!"

Moges snorted coldly and forced the other party to say something. Of course he knew that the man in jacket was right. After the battle, they did take the mutated dead claw's body back to the Rangers' headquarters and handed over the body... But at that time, Moges felt that he had already done useless work by himself and others. After all, on the way back, they also conducted a rough inspection of the mutated dead claw's body, and found that the corpse had basically been taken from the inside out. So, when Moges heard from the Presbyterian Church that they had no gains, they had already prepared accordingly.

But that's all.

As an outstanding talented genius of the younger generation, Moges is not stupid. If he was afraid and shaken at the beginning of the battle because the opponent had a abilities that were stronger than him and younger than him, then after seeing the countless rains of light with his own eyes, Moges had completely given up the idea of ​​competing with the opponent. He knew very well that even if he tried his best, he would never be able to resist that level of attack.

The so-called competition requires an opponent who can be regarded as the target, rather than a delusion that humans fantasize about flying.

After thinking through this, Moges understood what he should do. The other party had strong strength, and it was very unwise to fight against such an existence. Although they didn't spend a long time together and the two sides had actually just said a few words, Moges believed that with Feren's personality, he was definitely not the kind of person who was willing to succumb to powerful forces or would change his mind because of threats.

But for the Rangers, their reputation needs to be maintained, and according to the news received by Moges, the Elders did not gain nothing on the mutated dead claw's body. At least, they could be sure that something was indeed taken away by someone, and it was obvious that this thing was the top priority. Therefore, they used this method to find Feiren and "chat" him.

To be honest, when he learned of this plan, Moges opposed it. He hoped that Feiren would run away with his things - after all, the Rangers had limited scope of domination, and their security within their sphere of influence was not as extreme as the Black Hawks. If Feiren ran away with his things, the Rangers would not do anything except sending people to search. Although it was difficult to explain to the inside, they could still live up to their face.

But if Faren hadn't escaped... then the Rangers would have had a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately, Moges' opposition was ineffective. The faction among the Rangers who opposed him even accused him of being unaware of people and allowing such dangerous mercenaries to join the battle... This is nonsense. In this situation in the wasteland, where do so many people know each other?

In the end, the Presbyterian Church passed a resolution to lure Faren over in this way, then ask him to hand over the things... Until this time, the old men still believed that Faren was just a greedy mercenary, and the reason why he did this was just to use it to blackmail the Rangers and extort a large amount of rewards.

"After all, no one is stupid enough to want to go against the Rangers, right?"

Looking back on the complacent words of those truly stupid people, Moges also had nothing to say. The Rangers might be so powerful that many people, including those in the upper class, have lost their goals. They are just immersed in endless power and ignore the reality of this world.

"Remember, Moges, we Rangers fight for justice, but we do not exercise justice, but to uphold justice... and to uphold justice in our hearts."

This is what the teacher once taught him, and Mogers has always kept it in his heart. But now, many people in the Rangers are not like this. They think that Rangers are justice, and then they are also justice. Because of this, everything they do is equally just, and what they try to hinder and block is part of evil.

Now, they also think so. Those noble masters think that this mercenary group is the evil that blocks their justice. Then, in the face of evil, there is no need to bargain with them, just completely eliminate it.

But...Mogers still wants to give it a try.

"Mr. Feren, I'm sorry to have you come."

After seeing the man in the jacket finally chose to give in, Moges breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Feiren. What made him feel a little relieved was that Feiren did not bring a large group of people like before, but came alone. In case of any conflict, it would be more convenient to escape... No, if he really had the power he guessed, he wouldn't have just escaped like this.

"It's like that. After we handed the mutated dead claw to the Presbyterian Church, we found that according to the investigation of the Presbyterian Church, we found that something seemed to be missing on it. Therefore, we found you and asked about the specific situation. Of course, if you found something valuable on it, if you could, we Rangers would also be willing to buy it by paying the same value for the reward………………………….”

Although he had known that things could not be so smooth, Moges still spoke in a stern manner according to the rules. But to his surprise, Faren did not answer his question. Instead, he just narrowed his eyes and showed a strange smile, stared at him, then turned his head and looked at the man in the jacket next to him. He seemed to be angry by Faren's smile-like expression. The man in the jacket suddenly widened his eyes and asked fiercely.

"What's wrong? What do you think?!"

"No, I just sigh that there are really all kinds of people in the Rangers... I originally thought that the entire Rangers were mentally retarded like you, but now it seems that there are still people who can understand people's words."

"What did you bastard say.........!!"

Hearing this, the man in the jacket clenched his fists, and his veins bulged and wanted to come over. But Moges stopped his further action, instead stared at Feiren and asked again.

"What do you think?"

"Um……………"

This time, Feiren still did not give an answer. He just made a gesture and asked Moges to wait. Then, Feiren's eyes suddenly lit up. Then, he smiled and turned to the road next to him, blocking a female Ranger who had just entered the gathering place. She seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. Judging from her tender appearance, she seemed to be just a newcomer who had just joined the Rangers.

"Miss, please wait."

"Oh? Me?"

Hearing Feilun's call, the Ranger girl was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously raised her head and looked at Feilun, and then a hint of redness appeared on her face... This is a world of looking at her face. Her good looks always brings charm. These are all unsolvable facts.

"Please, is there anything wrong with this gentleman?"

"That's right, I have a question and want to ask."

"What's the problem? That...if I can help..."

"certainly."

Hearing the Ranger girl's hesitant question, Feiren's smile became more elegant and moving.

"This is something that only you can do... Well, in fact, this is just a small question. I would like to ask, in your eyes, how do I look like? Can it still be seen?"

"well?"

Perhaps she didn't expect that Feiren would ask herself such a question. The Ranger girl couldn't help but be stunned, but soon, she lowered her head shyly and nodded slightly.

"Yes, this gentleman...you are...so handsome."

"Thank you."

Hearing this answer, Faren nodded with a smile, and then he pointed in the direction of Moges.

"So what do you think I compare with him?"

"this……………"

Faced with Feiron's re-inquiry, the Ranger girl was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked at Mogers carefully in the direction that Feiron pointed, then tilted her head to look at Feiron. After a while, she replied again with her cheeks red.

"You are better looking sir..."

"Thank you for your praise, this lady, if you have time, I will treat you to a drink."

After saying this, Feiren nodded to the Ranger Girl, then he turned around again and came to Moges, who was confused by witnessing Feiren's strange behavior.

"Well, you're very good, Mr. Mogers. To be honest, I don't have any good feelings for Rangers, but you are a very interesting person. Well, for you are not rude to me, I can tell you clearly-I know what you want, but I have used that thing, and you can't take it back even if you kill me. Of course, the premise is that you can kill me..." As he said this, Feren paused for a moment, his lips curled up slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared. ".........If you really want to do this, then I'll be with you at any time... Okay, that's all I'm talking about. As for the remaining rewards... I don't want it, and treat it as compensation for your losses."

Speaking of this, Feiren reached out and held the wide-brimmed hat on his head, nodded at Mogers, and then turned away with a strange smile. Mogers just stood there, watching Feiren's back disappear, and then sighed helplessly. At this moment, the man in the jacket rushed out again.

"Hey, Mogers, why are you stopping me? Didn't you hear what he said just now? That guy didn't take our Ranger seriously at all!"

"So how? Are you going to fight here?"

Hearing the man in jacket roar, Moges frowned and glared at him.

"You know where this is, this is our gathering place, with innocent residents and our Rangers' own people everywhere. Do you know how many innocent people will be implicated in the event of a conflict?"

"In order to punish evil, such sacrifice is necessary!"

Speaking of which, Moges knew that he and the other party had no common language. This is the difference between the conservatives represented by his teacher and the mainstream among the Rangers. Both sides believed that their actions were just, but the price required for them to agree with just behavior was different. If it weren't for the external threat of the Black Hawks, I'm afraid that the Rangers would have started a tit-for-tat internal fight.

"I won't stop you from doing it."

Thinking of this, Moges lost interest in talking to the other party.

"Since Mr. Feiren has already said it, my next task is to report to the Presbyterian Church. I advise you not to do stupid things, after all, the other party's strength is beyond your imagination."

Speaking of this, Moges closed his mouth and then turned around and left. Looking at Moges's back as he turned around and left, the man in the jacket spat in dissatisfaction. Then he waved his hand suddenly and gave an order.

"Come with me, we must make that bastard who dares to blaspheme justice pay the price!!"

The jacket man who was fully armed with his subordinates and left the gathering place by car soon discovered Feiren. He walked alone in the wilderness without anyone following him. The surroundings were also desolate, which made the jacket man a little regretful. If possible, he would still want to kill this bastard in public and let those people understand the consequences of opposing the Rangers. But now... forget it, it is more convenient!

"Let's go and kill that bastard!!"

Under the command of the man in the jacket, everyone drove the vehicle quickly towards where Feren was. In the back seat, the Ranger holding the heavy machine gun tightly narrowed his eyes, put the figure into his heart, and then prepared to pull the trigger...

"Swish!!"

At this moment, suddenly, a strange monster with darkness all over his body suddenly rushed out of the dark shadow beside the machine gunman. Its front paw, which looked like a mantis sickle, crossed the machine gunman, cutting and splitting it instantly. When he noticed that something was wrong, the jacket man in the front seat also quickly turned his head and raised the gun in his hand and subconsciously planned to shoot. But at this moment, the armor on the front of the monster suddenly fired a sharp sharp pierce, and the jacket man and the driver were pierced without any reaction. Then the car was crooked across the roadside, and then a "bang" exploded completely, turning into a burning flame.

"What a beautiful fireworks..."
Chapter completed!