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Chapter 116: Tomorrow, we will collect our salary at the parade ground. Do not bring Lolita with you.

"Hey, do you know what happened?"

The one who said this was the promoter of the Mishima Royal Guard, Ikuma Masakazu, who grabbed a thin promoter beside him and asked rudely.

He ranks 1584th in the IP ranking established by the International Initiator Supervision Organization (IISO). He is a powerful character ranked in the top 70% of the existing 1-plus police force. He has a burly physique, messy orange hair, fierce eyes, wears a mask with a skull pattern, and carries a huge steel sword.

Next to him was an expressionless girl with short yellowish hair but two braids that went over her shoulders. She had a pair of black and white eyes, but she gave off a faintly cold vibe. She was wearing a sober long-sleeved dress and tights, as well as matching shoes.

That is his partner starter, Chishou Natsuyo, who has the dolphin factor. She is not very strong in combat but is very smart, with an IQ of 210.

Rarely, they are a combination of the promoter as the main force and the initiator as the auxiliary.

“No, I don’t know.” The policeman he caught shook his head repeatedly. He was wearing a well-made suit and it was obvious that he was not the type who was proficient in fighting. Naturally, he could not resist his violent behavior. The little loli who was about ten years old following him just had no intention of helping him.

Looking around, the room was full of such combinations, initiators and promoters. Most of the adults held iron weapons with a black metallic luster in their hands, and next to each of these police officers, there was a little loli about the same age as Yanzhu standing there, and their eyes were beautiful red like gems.

In response to the request of the Holy Emperor, these police officers came in batches from all over the Tokyo area, but no one knew what the big event was that necessitated the mobilization of so many of them.

According to rumors, they were called together to honor those among them who had made outstanding contributions to the safety of the Tokyo area, to give them rewards, and to issue them some kind of certificates of excellence. The requirements even specifically stated that they did not need to bring their own starters.

However, this last request was basically ignored by the police.

Snapped!
The door was pushed open.

The last person came. He was tall and strong, not much inferior to the militant Ikuma Masakazu. He was unarmed and wore a metal mask, but what was more striking was that there was no "Initiator" around him.

In this chaotic hall, a suffocating and dull atmosphere appeared along with this person, and everyone fell silent involuntarily.

However, facing these policemen in front of him, the masked man at the top slowly closed his eyes, as if these policemen who were famous and respected in the Tokyo district did not exist at all.

"Beating, ill-treatment, torture, intentionally sending the initiator to his death, fraud and extortion..."

He seemed to be muttering something silently, but no one could hear what he said.

Although some of the police officers are purely auxiliary roles, most of them are proficient in combat. They are tough guys who risk their lives to fight against the gastrula creatures, and their tempers are not very good.

Among the more than 700,000 police officers in the world, there are those who abide by their principles and have a good sense of combat, but there are also warmongers who want to find a place to run wild and criminals who want to find an identity to hide their crimes, including many gangsters.

The monitoring and testing of the IISO organization are ridiculously lax at times. The pass rate is a hundred times higher than that of the Hero Association. The main goal is to give you a chance as soon as you come.

Just when some of the hot-tempered guys were running out of patience and were about to explode, Jagi opened his eyes, a blue murderous light flashed across his eyes, and he ordered the food one by one like ordering dishes.

"Ikuma Masanori... Tashimada... Those whose names are mentioned above, please leave. We don't need you this time."

"What did you say?"

"Are you kidding me? Bastard!" I specially gathered them here, but in the end I sent them away without even telling them what I was going to do. Who could tolerate this?
Ikuma Masakazu was naturally one of them. The angry blood rushing to his head made him ignore the growing ominous aura around that person.

"Wait, Mr. Shoken..." Chiju Natsuyo grabbed her promoter. As a person with special abilities and super high IQ, she keenly sensed that something was wrong. Her intuition told her that it was best not to make the man in front of her angry.

Sure enough, the few people whose names were called fell to the ground the moment they rushed close to the man, holding their stomachs and twisted arms, and howling in pain.

Yi Xiongjiangjian stopped his steps in mid-air, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

Except for a few super-initiators with animal factors who had excellent dynamic vision, no one at the scene could see clearly what was happening.

"please."

Jagi pointed outside the door and threw out the poor guys curled up on the ground one by one. But this time, no one dared to attack him.

Then, he looked at them one by one with a hawk-like gaze.

"Water Shadow Heart" - it is indeed worthy of being the secret technique that Beidou's predecessors believe is most suitable for him. Under Jagi's recent high-intensity operation, it is almost evolving. It only took him a few seconds to read all the remaining people's thoughts.

Combined with the report compiled by the Holy Emperor's government overnight, Jia Ji came to a simple and rough conclusion. In addition to the few people he had just asked to leave and the cursed child at the scene...

——The rest of the people in this room deserve to die!!

Damn police officer, kill without mercy!

……

Soon, the noise in the room gradually died down.

Jacqui changed his position, snapped his fingers, and shouted outside: "Next!"

……

"How many people did you kill?" Miss Sima Weizhi, who was in charge of cleaning the floor, shouted at him in a state of collapse.

"What's going on?"

Because of his actions, there were at least thousands of cursed children with nowhere to go in two days.

The cursed child who loses his facilitator will once again be viewed with tinted glasses and regarded as a rat crossing the street. The best outcome is to be caught by IISO again and tortured repeatedly. The worst outcome is to be driven to the outer area, where the erosion rate of the enterovirus in his body will increase by more than 50%, turning him into an irrational enterovirus creature and being ruthlessly killed by other police officers who arrive.

However, since it has been done, he will naturally not ignore it. The Holy Emperor has already given them unified management, provided them with accommodation and food, and there will be arrangements for the future.

"Well, strictly speaking, the people I killed can't be considered human beings, but scum..." Jia Ji replied righteously, holding up two fingers and gesturing, "And it's not many, just a little bit."

(End of this chapter)