Guest? Call me boss!

"City... City Management?"

The two words exploded like an ice cube dropped into boiling oil, instantly turning the quiet alley into a frenzy.

The first to react wasn't the hunched old man, but the crowd of diners drawn in by the aroma.

A man closest to Qin Feng, his mouth stained with blood as he devoured a bun, looked up blankly. A flicker of clarity appeared in his vacant eyes.

He glanced at Qin Feng's glaring blue uniform, then down at the bloody, fleshy mass in his own hand.

"Gag--!"

With a heart-wrenching retch, the man, as if scalded, violently threw the "bun" to the ground. He knelt there, vomiting uncontrollably, expelling only bile-tinged sour water and undigested meat scraps.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

Like a domino effect, the retching spread. The men who had been queuing, lost in their gluttony, one after another collapsed to the ground, gagging.

Only the stooped old man remained rigidly in place.

The smile on his face didn't change, but for the first time, a hint of confusion flickered in his cloudy eyes.

A wheezing, raspy voice emerged from the old man's throat. He attempted to repeat his usual routine, "Customer... a bun, would you like a bun?"

"Shut up!"

Qin Feng's sharp command cut him off. He took a step forward, his imposing presence making the old man instinctively flinch. "Who's your customer! Call me 'leader'!"

Qin Feng tapped the wooden cart with his knuckles, each word landing with force. "I'm asking you, is this cart registered? Are you operating without authorization, and have you obtained approval?!"

The old man's mouth hung slightly ajar, clearly unable to comprehend the meaning of these words.

"Can't understand human speech, huh?" Qin Feng sneered, circling the cart.

"Look at your hygiene conditions! The chopping board is blackened, the edges are glazed, the steamer is full of grease, and you don't even have a clean rag! How dare you prepare food in such an environment and serve it to the public?"

"And this meat filling!"

Qin Feng pointed at the wriggling minced meat in the steamer, his face etched with disgust.

"What's the source? Where are the purchase records? The quarantine certificate? This is a typical 'three-no' product! If someone dies from eating this, can you bear the responsibility?!"

Responsibility?

Cracks began to appear in the old man's stiff smile, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

"Furthermore, according to Article 35 of the Great Xia Food Safety Law, the state implements a licensing system for food production and operation. Where is your business license? Your health certificate for employees? Your raw material quarantine certificate?"

A barrage of professional jargon rained down on the old man like an incantation.

The small red lantern hanging from the wooden cart began to flicker erratically.

The rich, soul-stirring aroma of meat emanating from the steamer rapidly faded, eventually revealing an undeniable stench of decay.

"I... I..." The hunched old man's throat produced a hoarse sound like sandpaper rubbing together. His stooped body involuntarily recoiled, genuinely showing a hint of the guilt and panic of a street vendor caught red-handed.

"What 'I'? Look at you, what have you done? Operating without a license, operating without authorization, selling 'three-no' products, and causing a mass food safety incident! The nature of your offense is extremely serious, and the impact is extremely damaging!"

Qin Feng pulled out his phone and began snapping photos of the old man's face and the cart, the flash exploding on the old man's corpse-spotted face, forcing him to retreat.

"I've got all the evidence! Both human and physical evidence are present! Now, I will legally impound your operating equipment! You, come with me back to the station for investigation!"

As Qin Feng spoke, he actually reached out to push the wooden cart.

"Roar--!"

A non-human roar erupted from the depths of the old man's throat!

The disguise of human skin instantly tore apart. His stooped body rapidly grew taller and swelled!

Muscles twisted, bones shifted, and large, tumor-like heads covered in mouths and eyes burst forth from his torn neck!

The wooden cart was instantly shattered by a surge of violent resentment, and a rain of blood and soup splattered down!

The D-Class Anomalous Event finally shed its disguise, revealing its monstrous true form!

"What, trying to resist arrest with violence?" Qin Feng didn't retreat but advanced, a cruel sneer on his face. "Let me tell you, the nature of your offense has changed! This is obstruction of official duties! An additional charge!"

Before he finished speaking, over a dozen mouths on the monster's tumorous head simultaneously opened, emitting a piercing shriek. It transformed into a foul, black wind that lunged straight for Qin Feng's face!

So fast!

Qin Feng's pupils contracted. The ancient scissor tattoo on the back of his right hand suddenly lit up!

"Buzz--" A uniquely shaped pair of scissors appeared out of thin air, grasped firmly in his hand.

[Scissors of Truth]!

Missing its attack, the monster swept its clawed hand sideways. The resulting gust of wind even left five deep gouges on the mottled wall.

Qin Feng contemptuously weighed the scissors in his hand. Without dodging, he met the sharp claw head-on, flicked his wrist, and the scissors went "snap!"

The sharp claw, upon contact with the scissor blades, was effortlessly severed as if it were cloth!

Black blood splattered, and the monster let out a pained roar, its attack momentarily faltering.

Seemingly enraged, the monster held nothing back. It opened its gaping maw, and a dense black energy, mixed with minced meat and broken bones, converged within its mouth, targeting Qin Feng.

However, Qin Feng didn't even look at the deadly black energy.

His gaze was fixed on the violently throbbing heart in the monster's chest, a heart like rotten flesh!

Just as the monster was about to spew black energy, Qin Feng moved!

He didn't choose to dodge. Instead, he charged headfirst into the nauseating, fishy wind!

A flicker of surprise flashed in the monster's eyes. It couldn't understand why this insignificant human would actively seek death.

But in the next second, it understood.

As Qin Feng charged, his figure bizarrely dipped, and at an unbelievable angle, he slid low across the ground, perfectly evading the incoming death breath!

The mass of black energy grazed his scalp as it flew past, slamming heavily into the wall behind him and blasting a hissing, black-smoke-spewing crater into the concrete.

And Qin Feng had already slid beneath it!

He looked up, his eyes holding the calm and cruelty of a hunter.

The monster lowered its head and saw a pair of scissors, gleaming with cold light, pointed directly at its heart.

"Squelch--!"

The Scissors of Truth pierced the monster's ugly heart precisely from bottom to top, without the slightest obstruction!

The "Severing Illusions" power contained within the blades erupted, instantly shredding its core to pieces!

The monster's movements came to an abrupt halt.

It lowered its head in disbelief, looking at the weapon piercing its chest, its massive body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

Qin Feng withdrew the scissors, stood up, and with a "snap," placed a blank piece of paper in his hand onto the monster's enormous head, coldly stating, "Here's your ticket. Keep it."

The fierce, resentful energy emanating from the monster dissipated rapidly, like a pricked balloon.

It opened its mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, it only let out a roar of unwillingness before its entire body, starting from the heart, rapidly turned to ash, like burning newspaper.

[Successfully Cleansed D-Class Anomalous Event: Human Meat Buns!]

[Evaluation: S (Achieved a textbook-level, higher-tier kill with absolute creativity)]

[Obtained Cleansing Points: 260 points!]

[Obtained Legendary Armament: Gluttony Stomach (D-Class)]

[Effect: Your stomach has been reshaped. It can devour, digest, and absorb any form of spiritual energy (including, but not limited to, resentment, spiritual power, and demonic energy), converting it into the purest energy to nourish the host, slowly enhancing physical body and Spiritual Sense strength.]

[Note: A good appetite leads to a good body. Don't be picky, child.]

The alley was a mess. The unconscious or conscious men lay scattered everywhere, the air filled with a mixture of urine and vomit.

A few workers who had regained consciousness looked at the chaotic scene and the monster reduced to ash with vacant eyes. They then turned towards Qin Feng, weeping profusely and repeatedly kowtowing.

Qin Feng ignored their thanks, curled his lips, and took out his phone to call the customer service of the "Yellow Springs" app.

"Hello, customer service? This is Raven. Alley behind the old city district in the north of the city. Mission target eliminated. Send the logistics team to clean up the scene."