Galactic Patrol? Should We Kill Him?

"Hey there, pretty lady, come play with us!"

"That's right, let us show you a good time!"

"You're so beautiful, we just have to study you in depth!"

A few thugs surrounded Tights, their mouths practically watering.

Soya walked forward with a cold expression.

However, just as Soya approached, a figure in a trench coat performed a backflip, appeared near Tights, and shouted, "Let that girl go!"

Soya looked at the person who had spoken and immediately chuckled.

Isn't that the Galactic Patrolman Jaco?

To think I'd actually run into him here!

"Hey, you're a girl, right?" Jaco asked, looking at Tights.

Tights: "..."

I'm so beautiful... if I'm not a girl, could I possibly be a boy?

"Y-yes, I am." Tights nodded gently, then caught a glimpse of Soya.

Immediately, Tights ran toward Soya and threw herself into his arms.

The thugs glared at Soya with instant hostility.

They had finally found a pretty girl, only to discover she was already taken.

And looking at her boyfriend, he seemed as frail as a reed.

"Negative Emotion Points from Carter +888!"

"From..."

In an instant, the six thugs provided Soya with a significant amount of Negative Emotion Points.

Jaco: "..."

He had intended to play the hero saving the damsel... only for the beauty to throw herself at another man.

What a mess!

"Negative Emotion Points from Jaco +555!"

However, as an emissary of justice, the Galactic Patrolman Jaco decided he would still teach these thugs a lesson.

"You dare lay your hands on a girl! I will not forgive you!" Jaco declared righteously.

With that, Jaco took off his trench coat, folded it neatly, and placed it on the ground.

The six thugs were speechless, unsure of who to beat up first.

The girl's boyfriend had already been an eyesore.

Who told you to be so handsome?

And now this weird-looking guy had popped up, actively looking for trouble!

"Where did this guy crawl out from?"

"He doesn't look quite right!"

"Let's kill him!"

The thugs whispered among themselves, not taking Jaco seriously at all.

"I am the elite who maintains peace in the galaxy—Galactic Patrolman Jaco! Today, I shall teach you a lesson!" Jaco struck a pose he considered very cool.

"What is this guy talking about? Galactic Patrolman?" Tights asked, puzzled.

"Let him fight first," Soya smiled.

"Mm." Tights nodded obediently.

"Get lost, you little shrimp!" A long-haired youth kicked out at Jaco.

"Bang!"

Jaco struck with lightning speed, landing a punch right in the long-haired youth's stomach.

The youth let out a miserable shriek.

Jaco stepped forward, grabbed the youth by the collar, and shouted with a dark expression, "So you're the one who called me a shrimp, huh? I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

As he spoke, Jaco began pummeling the youth's mouth.

The youth's mouth was beaten beyond recognition.

"Bang!"

Jaco delivered a kick, sending the youth flying.

The long-haired youth arched through the air, slammed heavily into the ground, spat blood, and passed out on the spot.

The other lackeys at the scene were stunned, staring at Jaco with expressions of utter bewilderment.

"I already held back, so he shouldn't be dead!" Jaco huffed, hands on his hips. "You all need to reflect on your manners as well; hurry up and apologize to that young lady!"

"You bastard!"

"Don't think you're so hot!"

The thugs were enraged, grabbing their weapons and charging toward Jaco.

"Foolish humans!"

Jaco unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks at the charging thugs.

In no time, the thugs were beaten black and blue, sprawled out on the ground.

One of the thugs, unwilling to give up, lay on the ground and raised his pistol, firing a shot at Jaco.

Clack!

Jaco waved his hand and caught the incoming bullet.

The thug was completely dumbfounded.

Jaco walked forward, dropped the bullet on the ground, and knocked the gunman unconscious with a single punch.

Immediately after, Jaco struck another pose he considered to be very cool.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The surrounding spectators cheered and applauded.

Even Tights joined in the applause.

"Soya, this person wearing a mask is amazing," Tights said, turning to Soya. "And I think I saw him catch a bullet... Is he going to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament too?"

"Perhaps," Soya smiled slightly, then corrected her, "though is it possible... that he isn't wearing a mask, and his face just looks like that?"

"Eh? Really? His face looks like that? That's really strange..." Tights was a bit puzzled.

"Hey, what happened?" Raditz asked, walking over with a drink in his hand, looking curious.

"Nothing," Soya chuckled.

Raditz: "..."

Negative Emotion Points from Raditz +666!

How could he call this nothing?

There were so many people lying on the ground!

"Beautiful girl, no need to thank me!" Jaco said to Tights with a grin. "It's all in a day's work!"

"I haven't even said thank you yet..." Tights covered her face.

"This guy looks really strange..." Raditz scratched his head. "He doesn't seem like an Earthling..."

Jaco: "..."

Was his identity exposed that quickly?

"Oh? Not an Earthling?" Tights was startled. "Could he be an alien? That's right, Earthlings couldn't pull off a flamboyant pose like that."

Jaco was speechless.

Wasn't that pose cool?

After speaking, Tights leaned in to take a closer look at Jaco's face.

"It really isn't a mask... Does your face naturally look like this?" Tights asked in surprise.

"Of course, isn't it handsome?" Jaco giggled.

Tights didn't want to talk anymore.

A brief silence followed.

"Soya is the handsome one, okay?" Tights pointed to Soya beside her.

Jaco looked over silently.

Negative Emotion Points from Jaco +666!

It seems this face is indeed more handsome than mine!

"Can handsomeness put food on the table?" Jaco huffed, striking another pose he thought was cool. "I'll have you know, I'm no ordinary alien! I am the chosen super-elite who maintains peace in the galaxy! Galactic Patrolman Jaco!"

"Regardless, thank you for stepping in to help; I'll treat you to something delicious," Tights said with a smile.

"That's more like it," Jaco nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Soya and Raditz and asked, "What are your names?"

Soya and Raditz stated their names respectively.

On the way to get snacks.

Raditz suddenly thought of something, scratched his head, and whispered to Soya: "Galactic Patrol? I've heard of this organization... It seems they specialize in maintaining peace in the universe and are hostile toward us... Should we kill him?"