Klein had asked someone to lead the way because he had seen that every one of them was carrying a weapon.
The Scale Clan was not particularly strict about personal defense weapons, so its people were naturally fierce.
The reason these people had not risked their lives fighting the Evolved was simply because there was no need.
After all, there was no benefit to killing this thing. As long as it was not threatening their own lives, they naturally preferred to wait for professionals to handle it.
So the moment Klein made his request, someone responded at once. "I'll lead the way. I'm their neighbor. Poor old George—if he dies, he'll leave behind a widow and child... Pfft."
Klein looked at the neighbor. Shouldn't you hide that smile first?
Of course, those minor details were unimportant. Led by this warmhearted neighbor, they found the household where the incident had occurred.
The homeowners had already been sent to the hospital, and the front door was closed.
Once again, the warmhearted neighbor stepped forward. "I'll do it. I know the password."
He skillfully entered the password and opened the door. Everyone's expressions toward him immediately changed.
Were the neighbors here really this close?
Klein found it strange, but he did not hesitate and walked straight inside.
The other team members had already nervously drawn their weapons, making the warmhearted neighbor frown. He muttered, "Why do they look so much like rookies?"
Distrusting this unknown Evolved team, the warmhearted neighbor flicked off his gun's safety.
Klein had already opened two doors without finding the Mutated Cat.
Just as he opened the bathroom door, he suddenly heard a low growl. Then a black shadow lunged straight at his face.
The warmhearted neighbor was the first to react, but Klein was blocking his line of