Get Lost, The Front Door Is Mine

Luke immediately rejected this possibility. "No, it wasn't just a flesh wound. It was definitely from an autopsy; he had definitely been examined by a coroner."

Selina drew in a sharp breath and understood. "Then I don't have to hold back when I run into them."

Luke smiled and didn't question her attitude.

Apart from himself, he didn't think that many people could kill bad guys diligently without any psychological issues.

At the very least, Selina wasn't one of them.

But looking at the tragic state of the kids, Selina probably wouldn't be able to rest easy if she didn't torture a few members of the Hand today.

In that sense, she was more like a good cop than Luke was.

She wanted to protect the innocent, and didn't ask for anything in return.

She wanted peace of mind.

At that moment, she suddenly looked not far away. "Why is Foggy here?"

Luke didn't say anything and simply used his private number to send a few messages.