"Go back, you can't even represent the law enforcement team. Then what do you mean by the people behind you? "Negri said, looking at Brewer with a pale face.

Negri's words made Brewer's face paler a little. He had no choice from beginning to end. If he didn't perform the task before, he would be rubbed down or even died unexpectedly. Now he also understood that he was actually a punching bag.

Now it seems that he must die. If he does not die, the person behind him will have no way out. Only when he dies, can the person behind him say that the captain of the law enforcement team has been handed over to you for disposal. What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?

It is very cost-effective for those big shots to use a law enforcement team leader who can be promoted at any time to reduce the loss of interests.

What he has to do at this time is to die here and give the person behind him an excuse, otherwise he will have to bother others to help him. He can also get the benefits of his family if he does it himself. If he does it, it may bring disaster to his family.

Just as Brewer was about to commit suicide, Negri seemed to see what Brewer was thinking and suddenly spoke: "But you seem to need some help."

Brewer looked up and looked at Negri with a smile. He had never made a choice, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have another choice.

After a while, Brewer left Negri's office. Negri looked at the other party's back as he left and continued to think about his plan.

The short and long night passed, the sun had not yet risen, and the birds were screaming in the morning. After the collapse of the reincarnation ceremony, life on the entire campus seemed more active.

Today is the last day of the Magic Dinner. The previous scattered magic knowledge exchange meetings are not the focus. Tonight will be the climax of the Magic Dinner. The appearance of the magic mother and fetus is the real carnival.

The buzz-haired man walked on the campus road with a little depressed expression. He had just returned from the red lights outside the school and vented the energy he had been holding back these days on those garbage people.

Nos was like a perfect goddess, swaying in front of his eyes, neither refusing nor explicitly expressing his kindness, which made him feel that he still had a chance, so he worked harder to show his feelings in front of her.

But such a goddess was in front of him and couldn't see her and couldn't eat her. So she slipped out of the college overnight to vent her anger. After he had a rest, he had to go to class. Today, Nos had a class in the morning. Recently, he felt that Nos was a little absent-minded. He needed to perform well and maybe he could go further.

The man with a sluggish buzz cutter didn't see behind the shadow of the tree next to the school road. A man with his head down looked at the man with a heavy heart, holding his hands tightly in his pocket.

"Don't you like Logger? Don't you want to save him? You don't even dare to kill someone, why do you say you love him?" Mikel hugged Randir's ear and said in a mess, making Randir's determination again.

Without hesitation, Randil stood up, trotted and caught up with the buzz-headed man, patting his shoulder with one hand.

"Who!" The man with a buzz cut only wanted to lie on the bed and rest well, then ran to Nos where he opened his face. He turned his head impatiently and felt a pain in his stomach.
Chapter completed!