"Hehe~"
The clown hadn't expected to encounter such an interesting person and let out a sharp, hoarse laugh, "You're not afraid of me?"
Brian was also afraid of scaring the other guy away.
As he walked along the fence, he said, "As a law-abiding citizen of the Federation, it would weigh on my conscience not to report a murder."
The not-so-tall clown, dragging a bloody hammer, followed Brian's pace through the mesh fence, "What do you want?"
"This is my conscience, the most precious thing to me, and you want to buy it off," Brian tossed a stone he was holding, "You'll have to up the price!"
"Hehe~"
The clown looked at the fence that would soon end, smiling delightedly, "Okay."
Things had come to this.
It would be improper not to kill this man.
Brian also appeared very happy.
To take down Susan's backing family and to acquire deeper research materials on Mutants from the NW organization, he needed to keep climbing the ranks to attain a higher position.
