What the hell is he doing over there?
The emotion I felt at the moment was embarrassment.
Why is Mutu the guild's superior offender?
Did they have sexual harassment or something? I don't think there's any reason to be in the Slum in the first place.
No way.
No wonder Lizette was also Jersey Dread!!!!
There is no reason to beat a criminal for justice purposes other than that.
But jersey dressing was not just a costume worn by a moo tuxedo, it was just plain clothes.
It almost reveals the flesh and lines of the body. It's a little provocative, so it doesn't look like much of a jersey dressing... Anyway, Lizette's face and fist are almost bloody.
The scene was like a professional butcher whose blood flows out of her eyes. Of course, it was very good with wild red hair, so I thought if anyone didn't know, the killer was a jerk and he was just a gangster.
I'm actually right.
"Huh? If you don't have the money, you have to make it. Don't you think?"
"Sister, please...! It's just past winter, so the harp...!"
"There's no excuse for being a cheek. Just get hit, motherfucker."
- Puebuck!
"Shuffle!"
As if she were catching a fish in a fishing ground, she grabbed the roots of the fallen violent boats, set them up, and threw a ruthless punch at her abdomen.
I know I'm right about that, but it really hurts.
It wasn't a fist that the backstreet cubs could handle. I don't think I'll be searching soon. I don't think they have a cure.
Once again, the suspicion of Jersey Dread was about to turn into conviction, but it came to my ears that the Violent Ship mentioned the collection.
It's a harp... There's an unpleasant atmosphere.
"..."
But it has nothing to do with me.
No, it was good to see Lizette, but seeing her like that, I just thought I wanted to go my way.
This is never an escape.
It's annoying, so let's just bypass it and go.
Revenge on Regret is not just today, it's the next month or so. And now your health is no longer at bay. For at least two days, you have to stop having sex and regain fitness to become a full-on condition.
But I can't do it unless I sleep outside.
Well, maybe there's a chance.
I tried to get out quietly.
So...
"Hey, there. What are you stealing? I know all about it, me and this rat."
Regret called me.
... Yes. If you call me, I'll let you out.
I immediately left the corner to reveal myself.
"Isn't this the Regent?"
"Ahh. You were that asshole then, weren't you? You see it in the middle half of nowhere? How are you?"
"Goodbye, cheeky. How's the gym?"
"Such a cheap bastard."
I shook Nurse and looked around.
- Shush...
- Ugh...!
I can only hear the groaning of fallen men everywhere. It has been a long time since homeless and slum dwellers have disappeared somewhere in the alley, whether because of the violence or not.
The overall atmosphere is serene, except for the distressed new voice.
While checking the surroundings, I also looked at the appearance of Regret properly.
She hung a string behind her buttocks, hanging a vicious claw that appeared to be a private weapon. I looked closely at it and it looked like a fucking blade.
It looks like a weapon for killers.
In the first place, it can't be used for anything other than murder.
I have a weapon, so if there's a fight, it doesn't end like last time. You have to fight with your life unconditionally and the result is a minimum of two buckets.
"But what were you doing here? I heard you squeaking past, and I didn't think you were doing this here. What, a hobby of selling people? You play what you look like."
"Oh, my God, do I have to listen to that shit because I look like you?"
She looks almost the same or different in that she has a knife mark on her face.
"Nina, it's like me, man."
"Don't bullshit me, you son of a bitch."
Fierce Regent looks down at the moaning violence ship on the floor and says:
- Quajic!
She immediately tramples on one of her back plates to find out what's so furious. "Quite a flush!" Then a duck-like scream bursts out.
It was like playing with a rubber duck toy.
"Now get out of here. If you don't match the quota next time, then you're really going after it, you scumbags. Remember what I said."
- A child's toy that makes a sound when it's squeezed.
Do you think of people's lives as toys?
"Yes, four! I'll keep that in mind, sister!"
"Thank you! Thank you!"
"I will definitely come on time!"
In a word, the violent ships who shed tears raised up their bloody bodies and quickly fled the scene, supporting each other.
One of them, whose lips burst and whose eyes became balmy, came towards me.
It looks like I'm blocking the way now.
I'm just trying to get out of the way.
"Get out of my way!"
The one who reacted before me growled and uttered a profanity.
"Fuck off?"
"... eh?"
For a moment I stopped pulling my sword out of my fury. Didn't you learn your manners from your mother?
"What the fuck are you doing to me all of a sudden? Get the fuck out of here? Don't you learn how to get out of my way?"
"Oh, no, that's... that's..."
With the tip of the sword in his abdomen, he stabbed his horse in awe. It's no different from being ignored first in the adventurer industry and just moving on.
If you do not repay me with immediate retribution, I will not be able to survive in this cruel world. How dare you dump that bastard in the back of the alley?
This was legal even if the death penalty was carried out without trial.
"Sin, sin, sin. Sorry! Your words are in vain!"
After seeing the man who was trying to make up his mind, he was caught in a rage that seemed to turn white in his head.
"Why are words so vain!!!!! I've got a knife in vain!!!!"
"Ahhhhhhh!! Don't do this!!!"
- Bummer!
It was instantaneous.
Insults, criminals, and contempt for the infinite. At the same time, I burst an unstoppable impulse and kicked him in.
"--Ouch!!"
Fresh strikes have been reported from the toes. After being kicked in the abdomen, he fell in love with Per Bala.
"How dare you cut my heart out!!!!!! Hand out the pretense, you insect!!!!!!!"
"Well, that's...! I don't have money! I did it wrong!!"
I immediately trampled him with a stabler and clawed.
"I will rebuke you!!!"
"Argh!!"
If you don't have the money, show some tenacity!!
"Without money! Take off your pants, you fucking bitch!"
"Kahaha! Kahaha! Sister! Help me!!"
I was originally the one who abhorred these violent bastards in this slum to the extreme. This is because there are a lot of things that happened when I was a beggar.
These bastards are the bastards who help the human world more by just giving them a beating. I'm not weak enough to look at their situation.
"Speak! Beautiful! Let's do it! Just search! Screw you, you no-fucking-Abbey!"
"Krog! Sister! Sister, please!"
"When you do this, you have to find your mother. Why are you looking for your sister!!!"
That's how he's stepping on the tap-dance, so Regret is one step closer.
"Hey, hey. Arthur, that son of a bitch has no money."
She stopped dancing because of the paperwork she came to.
.. I think it's your sister.
Are you a member of the Rizette Violence Squad?
"Do you know him?"
I was wondering if I'd let go of a violent ship that was almost an invoice. He crawled almost like a turtle and ran away.
"I know him half the time. By the way, this son of a bitch was an unimaginable bastard. What are you doing losing him?"
You don't think what you just did before.
"I was chewing on those bastards. So what's going on? What were you beating the kids for? Are you a member of the Violence Squad?"
"Violent group? Me?"
Chewy Violent Ships. And combined with the word harp and sister, it appears that Rijet is a senior guild leader and executive of the Slum Violence Squad.
"What salary does Mutu get from the guild?"
"Then what?"
Do you have a lot of salary?
"I was just making allowances. Why, are you interested?"
"Allowance money?"
"Yes. The allowance... but are you talking about this peacefully with me now? I remember when the battle was a little vague. Of course I was winning."
What nonsense did this son of a bitch have?
"You're a winning motherfucker. If you add it there, I win. Don't get too close."
"Of course you do, you son of a bitch."
"No, this bitch?"
Still, I decided to put the knife in.
Because if I fought, I wouldn't fight, and one of the two would definitely die. Looking back now, I could see for sure. The odds are up to 50% if you try your best.
It was clear to him that he had at least one count.
Let Rebenzie know when she judges I can be overwhelmed. There is no reason to risk your life on this good day.
"Well, it's a good day, so I'll see to it. I will postpone the battle to the next."
"Are you nervous?"
"I'm afraid I'm going after you."
"Son of a bitch."
Seeing her arms clasped with a fluffy smile, Regret didn't seem to intend to fight me either. Yeah. They're not barefoot fighters, they're armed with each other, and they don't have to risk their lives.
"But are you really not going to kill him? I think it's gonna be okay."
Then I secretly asked him what he asked me last time.
"The prosecutor is a long-distance mutu. I don't do it."
"The guild needs a puppy like you."
"If you need a Yankee, I think it's enough to have you."
"No, fuck."
"So, what do you mean, allowance money?"
I became interested in what Regrett said was an allowance. He pulled the box for a while and explained that she was pinching the leg that was sitting on it.
"Well, it's no big deal."
Regret said it was just a real allowance, giving them back alley gangsters and ripping them off.
I wanted to know what kind of criminal bastard this was because I heard that I was losing people and taking money just because I was going to make allowances, but in the first place, the violent guys were all criminals, so it wasn't a legal problem.
"Khh, even if it's a penny, it means taking it. Don't you think? If you get punched a few times, there's no reason not to."
She seemed to enjoy this act of violence itself.
In the first place, it was these back alley assailants who had no power to touch. To be honest, if it was a Regent force, it would have been possible to stamp and press the violent organizations themselves.
"... I think so. Money is the best way to take it."
Nothing is as rewarding as taking money from criminals in particular. After listening to the story, Regret seemed to have a good idea in his own way.
"Right? So every time something goes wrong, you come in here and you take a look at the kids' hands and you rip them off. Just hold on to any motherfucker, and there's no turning back. How many times do I have to break it, and the payment comes in by itself?"
"..."
I almost boasted and thought about it. Then, this regatta bitch herself was very attached to this back alley.
Is there a grudge against these criminals in the past, like me, to gain power and then take revenge?
"You were better than you thought."
He had the right idea that he couldn't see these days.
"I didn't think I'd hear that from a Yankee like you."
What Regent did was to have a consultation (). To borrow the words of the unmistakable, it is literally a cooperative.
There's nothing to explain except that he's called his own ship because he doesn't have enough money to give up criminals and take possessions.
The word "negotiator" means something like this.
- Hemicephaly.
This is...
Giving me the burrows in the back alley, all of a sudden my heart starts pounding because I hear that I can get paid.
I don't think I can do this.