However, as the long-haired man persisted, a chilling realization dawned upon the bald-headed man.
"You might be right," he muttered, a dangerous glint appearing in his eyes.
"Those kids... they might be remnants of the Frevans escapees."
The other homeless men, initially hesitant, were quickly swayed by the bald-headed man's words.
"This could be a major opportunity!" the bald-headed man declared. "We could expose these 'terrorists' and become heroes! Imagine the rewards! Money, fame, perhaps even a pardon for our past misdeeds!"
The prospect of wealth and redemption quickly overshadowed any lingering fear.
"What are you waiting for? Let's find those brats!" the bald-headed man urged, his eyes gleaming with greed and ambition.
Compared with infectious diseases that cannot be seen or touched, the "bright future" was undoubtedly more appealing.
And fortunately, the lead disease was not 100% contagious. Otherwise, the soldiers who had destroyed Frevans would have been the first to contract it.
Of course, from now on, they would have to minimize any contact with those two children.
So, the bald-headed man immediately issued orders. "You two, go and inform Captain Jess. You can reveal some 'information' when necessary, but be cautious. Do not prematurely leak the news."
"Understood," his subordinates replied.
"Don't worry, boss!"
Captain Jess was the local security captain, the highest-ranking official they would likely ever encounter.
They understood that even if they presented the information, their rewards would be limited.
However, they also understood the importance of playing their cards right.
By providing this valuable information, they could potentially curry favor with Captain Jess and gain his patronage.
The bald-headed man, despite his initial brutality, was surprisingly astute. He recognized the value of this opportunity and the importance of sharing the rewards.
"What are you waiting for? Go!" the bald-headed man urged.
The other homeless men, initially hesitant, were now eager to participate. They saw this as a chance to improve their own circumstances.
The long-haired homeless man, initially driven by a desire to see the two children suffer, became unexpectedly excited.
He had merely wanted to spread the news so that the two children would be punished, but he hadn't fully considered the potential consequences of his actions."
"Huh? Who threw the banana?"
Just when these homeless men began to imagine a bright future, a banana suddenly fell from the sky, landing squarely in front of them.
One of the more voracious homeless men immediately crouched down to retrieve it, a smirk playing on his lips.
But just as he was about to peel the banana, a sudden, intense flame erupted.
Boom!
The seemingly ordinary banana exploded violently.
The deafening blast and the ensuing plume of smoke sent people fleeing in panic.
However, one figure remained unfazed.
"Why were you forced to do this?" Abel questioned, his voice calm and measured. "If you simply wanted revenge, you wouldn't have needed to resort to such extreme measures. Why did you have to kill them all?"
Abel stood at the entrance of the alley, surveying the scene of devastation. His expression remained impassive.
No one would have expected him to resort to such drastic measures.
Originally, Abel had planned to simply follow the homeless men, locate their hideout, and eliminate the long-haired man who had threatened Law.
However, upon overhearing their conversation, his resolve hardened.
He realized that allowing these men to pursue their plan would put both him and Law in grave danger.
Therefore, he had no choice but to take decisive action.
Of the eight homeless men, seven were instantly killed by the exploding banana.
Only the long-haired homeless man, positioned slightly further back, survived the initial blast.
But when he saw the figure emerging from the alley, his face contorted in terror.
"Don't...don't kill me, please!" he pleaded, his voice trembling. "I promise, I won't say anything... woo woo woo..."
The man began to weep, begging for mercy.
Abel remained silent for a moment, seemingly considering the man's plea.
Then, to the man's surprise, Abel turned and began to walk away.
The long-haired homeless man breathed a sigh of relief, believing he had been spared.
However, just as he began to relax, a banana plummeted from the sky, landing squarely in his lap.
"No..." he cried out in terror.
Boom!