Chapter 682

The female vampire Nyssa's expression also changed instantly, but she reacted quickly, looking at Hawk: "No, we are just Mr. Covinus's employees, we are very grateful that you could set us free."

Hawk listened to the female vampire Nyssa's answer, looked at Nyssa, who didn't seem to be lying, chuckled, and looked at Blade on the side: "This female vampire is pretty good, do me a favor, don't kill her."

After saying that.

He didn't continue to linger here, turned around and disappeared from Blade's warehouse, his mind went down, and he arrived at his own Underworld's second Underworld prison.

In the endless acid rain.

The heart-wrenching solo that originally only had Nomak, after the addition of Bruce Jerry and Andor Yage, became a trio.

The three people's screams were one louder than the other.

The three people's wails were even more miserable one after another.

Hawk moved his mind, transferred Nomak, who no longer had any value, to another place to continue his punishment, and then temporarily exempted Bruce and Andor from their punishment.

The acid rain stopped.

But Bruce and Andor, whose souls had already been burned into pits and bumps, were trembling all over, and their souls had become extremely pale, as if if there was another baptism of acid rain, they would resurrect on the spot.

Hawk's figure appeared in their sight.

Their six eyes met.

Hawk put his hands in his pockets, his expression calm: "Let me introduce myself, Hawk Phoenix, or Hawk Cloy, so, you should know why I came."

Bruce and Andor's hearts skipped a beat immediately after Hawk introduced himself.

But they didn't say anything.

Hawk chuckled: "Don't want to say, it doesn't matter, whenever you want to say it, call me then."

After saying that.

The acid rain fell again.

Screams and wails rose again.

Hawk's mind also left the Underworld, and after opening his eyes, he looked at Sharon, and then looked at Gwen, somewhat curious.

"Where's George?"

"Went back."

Gwen said, and then brought the topic back.

"How is it."

"Haven't spoken yet, but soon."

Once they enter his Underworld prison, there is no soul that cannot speak.

Alexander Pierce was an exception.

Still the same saying.

Setting aside the camp, Alexander Pierce indeed had schemes if he had schemes, and strength if he had strength, and he was a good sport.

So Hawk was willing to give Alexander Pierce a slightly decent punishment.

That was walking in the endless snowstorm, even if he died, it was a decent freezing to death, better than being burned by a big fire until not even slag was left, better than having his soul burned by acid rain until there wasn't a patch of good skin, and better than being crushed to death by a millstone.

But did Bruce and Andor deserve it?

They didn't deserve it.

Just when he had just come out, Bruce and Andor were screaming that they were willing to say everything.

Hawk couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

At the very least, it was impossible to go now.

Hawk thought in his heart, looking at Sharon.

"Is the report on the corpse out?"

"Still……"

"Sir, the report is out."

Just as Sharon was speaking, the assistant ran over from afar and handed the freshly baked report to Sharon.

Sharon glanced at it and looked up at Hawk.

"It doesn't match yours."

"Hiss!"

Gwen on the side took a deep breath: "Where did they get the corpse from, my dad didn't even discover that the corpse was the wrong version?"

Sharon said: "Andrew Cloy's photo was replaced from the inside out. After all, before 1998, most of the police station's files were still paper-based, and it was very easy to be replaced."

In fact, when the corpse was transferred from the 21st Precinct, Sharon felt that this corpse was not Andrew Cloy.

The reason was very simple.

That corpse, she couldn't see the slightest shadow of Hawk.

Actually, if George had known about Hawk's relationship with Andrew Cloy early on, he would have been able to detect that something was wrong immediately.

"Then whose corpse is this?"

"An anonymous person's."

Sharon shrugged: "However, his height and body type are very close to Andrew Cloy's, he should be some illegal immigrant from a third-world country who came here."

In Niuyuecheng, an average of 2.3 homeless people go missing every day.

This is nothing to be surprised about.

After all, since you chose to be black in Niuyuecheng, then, you have to bear the price for being black in Niuyuecheng yourself.

That's going too far.

After Gwen confirmed that the corpse was not Andrew Cloy, the question returned to the original one.

"What do they want Mr. Cloy's corpse for?"

"……"

Hawk met Gwen's gaze, smiled, and prepared to go to the Underworld to interrogate Bruce and Andor.

After being left for so long, and having died five times, the two of them were almost screaming hoarse with their pleas for mercy.

So!

"Snap!"

The acid rain stopped.

Hawk reappeared in front of Bruce and Andor, who had already turned into rag dolls.

"Last chance."

"That year, that day, what exactly happened."

"Say it, and I'll change you to another place."

"If you can't say it, or if I think there's something wrong."

"Then you can stay here forever."

"……"