Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

This kick was powerful and the angle was tricky. It directly kicked the man to half his life, flew out and smashed a wooden chair.

The other gangsters in the room jumped up and down immediately, some shouted and scolded, some drew their guns to resist... But how can this group of mobs be compared with well-trained professional fighters.

Gattuso quickly took out the revolver at his waist, and Hulk also rushed in, accompanied by a thick and captivating shout.

"Everyone put down their weapons, squat on the ground, put their hands on their heads, and those who dare to move will die!"

Obviously, not everyone is going to stand still, and the gunshots rang out, "bang bang bang", and then quickly fell silent.

Joyce walked into the gate with ease, and saw three men lying on the ground bleeding profusely from chest and eyebrow bullets, while other gangsters squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, trembling, not even daring to lift their heads.

What kind of ruthless gangsters only dare to kidnap children? They are undoubtedly some bullying guys. Seeing Gattuso's perfect strikes and merciless killing, he was already frightened and panicked.

There was a strong smell of alcohol in the hall, but it was diluted by the smell of blood.

"Who is the leader here?"

Joyce asked, his voice was not heavy, but it sounded like a devil whispering to these people.

Although no one dared to respond, their eyes already showed the answer. The eyes of most gang members turned to a man squatting by the window in unison.

It was an overweight man with baggy clothes stretched out, and Joyce walked up to him and kicked him:

"Are you the boss?"

The obese man held his head tightly, kept shaking and said:

"I'm not, I'm not, our boss doesn't live here, he lives in his own home."

"Head up."

Joyce ordered, only to see a fat face trembling constantly, and the features were almost squeezed together.

Damn, I knew I wouldn't let him look up... Joyce said sharply: "If you dare to lie to me, you will know what will happen."

The fat man immediately swore, "Don't dare, I'm telling the truth."

It seems that I still need to go to trouble again, and the evil needs to be eliminated... Joyce pondered, and then continued to ask:

"Where did you keep the children?"

With an expression that didn't look like crying or smiling, the obese man hurriedly begged for mercy:

"It's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. We really didn't know that we arrested your friend. I'll release him right away... There is money on the second floor, so let's treat it as our apology..."

Joyce's face turned cold, and he actually regarded him as a black guy, kicked him twice, and said sharply:

"I ask where your child is being held!"

"It's in the basement, I'll take you there." The fat man crawled over without dignity and said flatteringly.

"Come on," said Joyce.

The stairs have been in disrepair for a long time, and the man is really fat, and there is a creaking sound when he steps on it, for fear that it will suddenly break.

The dark basement was still unguarded, and the scene in front of him was like a prison.

There are several rooms surrounded by iron fences, and there are different numbers of children living in them, mixed with men and women. Only through the skylight can some faint light be seen.

There was a thin layer of straw mats on the cold ground. The children were eating, and even some children with disabled hands who could not eat needed to be fed by others. There was no noise, no noise, only deep silence and despair.

Seeing someone coming down, the children all stopped their hands, shrank their bodies, and looked at the two of Joyce in unison, their eyes full of timidity and fear.

Joyce's heart twitched, and he couldn't help kicking the fat man again:

"Go, open the door."

The latter did not dare to neglect, took out the key, and opened all the iron fences.

However, even so, those children tightened their bodies even more nervously, and everyone dared to make a sound, let alone walk out of the prison.

Joyce stepped forward, smiled kindly, and said softly:

"Children, come out quickly, brother will take you to eat delicious food."

The children glanced at him, but still didn't speak, and then looked at the fat man in front of him, but no one moved at all.

"You say it." Joyce turned his head to look at the gang leader who had already been sentenced to death.

The fat man cried and said: "Hurry up and come out, follow this master..."

Joyce continued, "Did you hear me, you can come out, you don't need to stay here anymore, I'm here to rescue you."

The children became confused, doubtful, or in disbelief... They looked at each other until a boy mustered the courage to come out.

The limbs are sound, but there are several burn scars on the face, which is shocking. The boy walked up to Joyce and looked up into his eyes:

"can I go now?"

Joyce smiled kindly: "Of course, no one will beat or scold you anymore, and you don't have to beg any more. You will be free..."

Hearing these words, the boy's eyes became brighter. He turned to the children in the prison and said loudly:

"Everyone come out, this brother is a good man."

"Good man", "hero, freedom"... After a while of whispering, another child mustered up the courage to step out of the iron fence, followed by all the remaining children... This is the first time they Walk out the door voluntarily.

Some children were so weak that they couldn't move, and some had disabled legs, but they were not left behind... Supporting each other, no one complained, and walked up the stairs step by step.

In the lobby on the first floor, the remaining gangsters were already tied up and lying on the ground, unable to move.

However, the fear engraved in their heads made the children still dare not approach them. They just gathered tightly together and watched from a distance that these bad guys who had beaten, scolded and bullied themselves were subdued like chickens, and all of them were exposed. The look of surprise and disbelief.

"Believe it now, you are free."

Joyce finally entered the hall and announced, to a burst of cheers from the children.

Then, he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and found that the matter ended sooner than he expected, and there was still time, so he planned to call the former adventurer Pablo, who was watching the wind at the door, to come in.

But one kid came up to him, the brave boy with the burns on his face who was the first to walk out of prison.

"Brother, who are you?" He raised his head and asked.

Joyce squatted down slightly, touched his head, and said:

"We are righteous adventurers, specially here to protect you."

The boy has never been educated, and he doesn't even know much about the outside world. He has a vague understanding, but he knows who is a good person and who is a bad person. He asked again:

"Why can you beat these villains?"

Joyce was silent for a while, and said the real answer:

"Because I am better than them."