"..."

Holding the phone tightly, there was a busy signal after hanging up.

The long hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, even reached Frank's chin.

The unshaven man wore a gray coat, and his whole body was gray-white.

in this way……

What is there in this world worthy of his action?!

"hehe."

Frank smiled bitterly.

He should go to a bar and have a couple of drinks and get hungover like he always did.

Sure enough, the action groups and the chaos in New York have nothing to do with people like him.

Jonah Jameson must have ignored him too.

never mind……

It was in this extremely depressed mood that Frank looked up to the sky.

The broken clouds seemed to be starting to rotate again.

but……

In the New York night, no one would notice this, right?!

Buzz buzz!

Perhaps it is the sequelae of the past war, and some extremely secret shock has appeared.

What is it?!

Frank had questions in his heart.

But……

He then shook his head with a wry smile.

"No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with a guy like me."

"Whatever."

"There are many people who know how to do things, so why won't it be my turn?!"

I finally wanted to take the initiative for once.

result……

Not just Sheriff Stacey and Jonah Jameson, but everything abandoned him.

Just like war and family, he had nothing left.

never mind……

Completely no longer thinking about unnecessary things, Sheriff Frank crossed the street.

The chaotic traffic flow had no effect on him.

However……

Just when all he could think about was finding a place to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

Bah...

A long series of sudden braking sounds made Frank wake up briefly.

When he looked up.

I saw a bright truck with headlights rushing towards me from the other side of the road.

No……

Of course it wasn't someone who attacked Frank, but there was a guy in the middle of the road.

Is this guy human?!

It should look right, but he is almost 2.5 meters tall and has a terrifying figure full of explosive power.

The hair that erupts wantonly is full of an absolutely barbaric atmosphere.

What is...

at this moment.

Sheriff Frank is deeply attracted, this guy is his world.

Never appeared before.

Not belonging to the world, not to the city, not to everything that had abandoned him.

But more primitive.

It is even more full of primitive beauty, a true prey of the weak, a real fight and hunger.

"roar!"

Accompanied by this roar.

Yes……

Frank described the sound as a roar, but also a declaration of hunting.

He actually understood it.

Frank, who had been abandoned by the whole world, understood the voice of primitive people at this moment.

"Come, be my prey... let me hunt."

That's what it means.

Frank was extremely certain that it was the man facing the large truck.

This is the meaning of the sound being made now.

Bang...

Obviously, during this brief period of thinking, the collision had already occurred.

"..."

Frank suddenly stopped and stared at the scene in front of him.

Because there is no need for rescue.

But...

The front of the truck was completely caught!

Yes!

The muscles sunk deep into the road surface tightly hugged the truck.

After firmly resisting the impact of this expansion.

turn!

A perfect hit!

There is no technical beauty in professional fighting, only the hunting between beasts.

It is a frontal action to make the opponent surrender.

And obviously.

The loser must not be this man, but the big truck opposite.

"I bumped into someone..."

"What on earth happened tonight and what happened?!"

"Run, run."

The people around him suddenly became confused.

The big situation that happened in New York tonight has made too many people nervous.

The evacuation just now ended.

Now……

It seems like it's time to run away again.

…

Blah blah blah...

The prey, which was full of hard shells, was torn apart in Pico's hands.

Such a bright light, such a piercing cry.
To be continued...