Jill knelt on one knee, holding her gun in both hands and staring warily ahead.
Alter Ego body fell to the ground, revealing Richard behind them.
Richard?
Jill exclaimed in surprise.
Richard raised his left hand and greeted them warmly.
"Hey, beautiful Officer Jill, it's nice to see you again!"
" Richard?" x 3
Donovan and his two companions were all taken aback. They quickly drew their pistols, pointed them at Richard, and shouted a warning.
"Hands up!" x 3
"Get down!" x 3
Richard:...
Jill:...
Richard released the Pure Red Sword from his right hand and slowly raised it.
An awkward yet kind smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, Officer Jill, please tell your colleagues I'm a good guy..."
Jill's pupils contracted instantly as she watched the red sword vanish.
This guy is definitely not simple!
Donovan and the other two widened their eyes and exclaimed in unison.
" My God! What did I just see?" x 3
Jill slowly stood up, switching to holding the gun in one hand, but the muzzle remained warily pointed at Richard.
"Mysterious Richard, hold this position and don't move!"
She walked over slowly, looking at Richard's handsome face with a smile on her lips.
"I told you, next time we meet, I'll catch you with my own hands!"
Richard was horrified when he saw Jill pull out handcuffs.
"Officer Jill, I really am a good person!"
Jill nodded perfunctorily.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes..."
"You're still going to 'save the world'..."
She shook the handcuffs.
"You can say these things to the judge in court later!"
Donovan and his two companions listened to their conversation and exchanged bewildered glances...
"Hey Taylor, what are Jill and the others talking about?"
"How would I know? Ask Jamison..."
"Don't ask me! I'm totally confused too! And can anyone tell me who Richard is?"
The three exchanged a glance, then Donovan raised his chin and pointed at the fallen man Alter Ego.
"I guess it's the one on the ground... he's wearing a police uniform..."
"And who was talking to Jill?"
"I think he's also called Richard?"
"... So, how many Richard are there exactly?"
Jill:...
Richard:...
Richard looked on with amusement.
Jill listened to the conversation of her eccentric colleagues, her ears turning bright red...
Those bastards are utterly shameful...
She cursed her teammates inwardly for being unreliable, but forced a calm expression on her face.
Richard commented on this.
"A very lively and great group of guys..."
Jill couldn't help but glare fiercely at Richard, then raised the bracelet.
"Stop talking nonsense and give me your hand!"
Richard smiled and shook his head.
A faint red glow emanated from beneath his feet and from beneath Alter Ego corpse.
"I hope you can be more friendly next time we meet, beautiful Officer Jill."
Jill's expression changed, and she pushed off the ground with all her might, lunging forward.
"You bastard, don't even think about escaping!"
But Richard waved his hand, and his body instantly sank into the ground.
" My God!" Donovan exclaimed, his mouth agape.
"They've disappeared!" Taylor shouted!
" Magic! This must be Magic!" Jamison's eyes lit up.
Jill stumbled forward two steps, then turned around as soon as she regained her balance.
But Richard had already disappeared.
"Damn it! It's that trick again!"
Just then...
"Ah!!!" Elena screamed in terror.
Jill and the others quickly looked over.
Elena was slumped on the ground in a duck-like position, her hands cradling a head that remained open in death...
Sizzle~
A small, circular Portal suddenly appeared.
"Oh dear, I almost forgot about this..."
Richard leaned out and took the head from Elena's hands.
"Thanks..."
After saying that, he covered his head and shrank back.
Elena's scream stopped abruptly. She looked at her empty hands, then looked up at the vanished red Portal, her face blank.
Jill stomped her feet in anger and cursed loudly.
"Asshole!"
After scolding them, she quickly went over to comfort Elena and the children.
Jamison suddenly turned to Donovan and Taylor and said.
"I'll tell the guys in the Tactical Squad what happened when I get back!"
"It's a deal! Neither of you are allowed to tell!"
Donovan looked puzzled. "What? Dude, what did you just say?"
Taylor was a man of action; he holstered his gun and pulled out his walkie-talkie in one fluid motion.
"Hey guys, guess what I just went through..."
Jamison: "Oh no! Taylor, shut up!"
" Donovan, cover Taylor's mouth for me. I'll buy you drinks tonight!"
Deep in the Arklay Mountains.
Richard looked at Alter Ego decapitated body and shook his head sadly.
"Perhaps I should have killed you in the first place..."
He stretched out his right hand, and an orange-red fireball appeared.
"Well, practice makes perfect!"
"You've learned your lesson this time..."
As he spoke, Richard tossed the fireball...
Bang!
Alter Ego body burst into flames instantly.
"... Next time I encounter Alter Ego 'll just kill him..."
The mountain wind stirred the burning flames, the orange-red outer flames swaying and reflecting in Richard's eyes.
Those dark, bright eyes appeared exceptionally deep and cold at this moment.
I waited quietly for the flames to die down; Alter Ego body had already been burned to ashes.
Richard casually waved his hand, and a strong gust of wind appeared out of thin air, swirling up my Alter Ego soaring into the sky.
As strong winds swept across the Arklay Mountains, the ashes were scattered along the way...
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
May the deceased rest in peace and find release.
After doing all this, Richard teleported away.
Night, Jack Street.
Jack's Bar is packed with people every night.
Dynamic music, a bustling crowd...
At the bar, Jill changed into her sexy blue strapless outfit and sat with her legs crossed.
Two plump, firm, long legs gleamed under the lights.
Even with such enticing scenery, no one dared to approach and strike up a conversation.
Because everyone in the bar knew Jill, and knew what a ferocious soul lurked beneath her beautiful exterior.
Jill didn't care at all...
She was exhausted after a long day, so she came here just to have a drink and relax.
Once you're slightly tipsy, go home and fall asleep immediately; you're guaranteed to wake up refreshed the next day.
Jill held a glass of Vodka, listening to upbeat music, and occasionally nodding her head to the rhythm.
"Hey, Officer Jill, we meet again!"
Accompanied by a familiar voice, a familiar figure sat on the high platform to her right.
Jill parted her rosy lips slightly, took a sip of wine, and then put down her glass.
Then he turned around to face the person who had just entered.
"I think I've heard that phrase three times today..."
"I must say, Richard, your flirting skills are truly terrible..."
Richard looked at her increasingly alluring face under the changing lights and gave a wry smile.
He slowly raised his hands.
"Hey Jill, why do you always pull out a gun every time we meet..."
Following Richard's gaze...
Jill placed her right hand on her waist and discreetly pulled out a small pistol, aiming it at Richard.