The Galactic Patrolman-Should We Kill Him?

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

"Yeah! Let us take good care of you!"

"You're so beautiful. We have to do some in-depth research!"

A group of thugs surrounded Tights, each of them practically drooling.

Soya walked over with a cold expression.

However, just as Soya approached,

a man in a long coat did a backflip and landed near Tights, shouting, "Let go of that girl!"

Soya looked at the man who had spoken and immediately grinned.

Wasn't that Jaco, the Galactic Patrolman?

He really had run into him here!

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

Tights: "..."

I'm this pretty... If I'm not a girl, what am I, a boy?

"Y-yes." Tights nodded gently, then suddenly spotted Soya out of the corner of her eye.

Without hesitation, Tights ran over to Soya and threw herself into his arms.

The thugs glared angrily at Soya.

They'd finally found a pretty girl, only to discover she already had a boyfriend.

And her boyfriend looked like he couldn't even stand up to a stiff breeze.

"Negative Emotion Points +888 from Carter!"

"From..."

The six thugs gave Soya quite a few Negative Emotion Points.

Jaco: "..."

He'd been about to play the hero and save the beauty... but she'd thrown herself into another man's arms.

What a mess!

"Negative Emotion Points +555 from Jaco!"

Still, as a champion of justice, Jaco the Galactic Patrolman decided to teach the thugs a lesson.

"You dare lay a hand on a girl? I won't forgive you!" Jaco declared righteously.

As he spoke, Jaco took off his coat, folded it neatly, and set it on the ground.

The six thugs were at a loss. They didn't even know who they were supposed to beat up anymore.

The girl's boyfriend had already been annoying enough to look at.

Who told you to be so handsome?

Then this weird-looking guy showed up and actually picked a fight with them!

"Where'd this guy come from?"

"He doesn't look right in the head!"

"Let's kill him!"

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

"I am Jaco, an elite Galactic Patrolman chosen to maintain peace across the galaxy! Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Jaco struck what he thought was a cool pose.

"What's he talking about? Galactic Patrolman?" Tights asked, puzzled.

"Let him fight first," Soya said with a smile.

"Okay." Tights obediently nodded.

"Get lost, you little runt!" A long-haired young man kicked at Jaco.

"Thud!"

Jaco struck in a flash, punching the long-haired young man in the stomach.

The young man let out a scream.

Jaco stepped forward, grabbed him by the collar, and glared as he shouted, "So you're the one who called me short with that mouth of yours? I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

As he spoke, Jaco pummeled the young man's mouth.

The long-haired young man's mouth was battered beyond recognition.

"Thud!"

Jaco kicked him again, sending him flying.

The young man arced through the air and crashed heavily to the ground, blood spraying from his mouth. He passed out on the spot.

The other thugs were terrified, staring at Jaco in shock.

"I already held back, so he should still be alive!" Jaco snorted, hands on his hips. "You should all reflect on your manners and apologize to that young lady!"

"You bastard!"

"Don't think you're all that!"

The thugs flew into a rage, grabbing their weapons and charging at Jaco.

"Foolish humans!"

Jaco pummeled and kicked the charging thugs.

Before long, he'd beaten them all black and blue and left them sprawled on the ground.

One thug, unwilling to accept defeat, lay on the ground and raised a pistol, firing at Jaco.

"Smack!"

Jaco swept out his hand and caught the bullet in his palm.

The thug was utterly dumbfounded.

Jaco walked over, dropped the bullet on the ground, and punched the gunman unconscious.

Then Jaco struck another pose he thought was cool.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The onlookers applauded.

Even Tights joined in.

"Soya, that masked man is amazing," Tights said, turning to him. "I saw him catch a bullet, too... Is he going to compete in the World Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Maybe," Soya said with a faint smile. "But what if that isn't a mask... and that's just what his face looks like?"

"Huh? Really? His face actually looks like that? That's so strange..." Tights looked puzzled.

"Hey, what happened?" Raditz came over with a bottle of soda and asked curiously.

"Nothing," Soya said with a cheeky grin.

Raditz: "..."

"Negative Emotion Points +666 from Raditz!"

How could he call this nothing?

There were so many people lying on the ground!

"Beautiful girl, there's no need to thank me!" Jaco said with a smile. "It was my duty!"

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

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

Jaco: "..."

Had his identity been exposed already?

"Huh? He's not an Earthling?" Tights froze. "Could he be an alien? Oh, right. An Earthling couldn't have struck such a flamboyant pose."

Jaco was speechless.

Wasn't that pose cool?

After saying that, Tights stepped closer and examined Jaco's face.

"So it really isn't a mask... Is that what your face actually looks like?" Tights asked in surprise.

"Of course. Isn't it handsome?" Jaco grinned.

Tights didn't want to say anything.

A brief silence followed.

"Soya's the handsome one," Tights said, pointing to him.

Jaco silently looked over at Soya.

"Negative Emotion Points +666 from Jaco!"

It did seem like Soya's face was more handsome than his!

"Can being handsome put food on the table?" Jaco huffed, striking another pose he thought was cool. "Let me tell you, I'm no ordinary alien! I'm an elite, chosen to maintain peace across the galaxy! I'm Jaco, the Galactic Patrolman!"

"Anyway, thanks for saving me. I'll treat you to something delicious," Tights said with a smile.

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

Soya and Raditz introduced themselves.

On the way to get some snacks,

Raditz suddenly remembered something. He scratched his head and leaned toward Soya, speaking quietly. "The Galactic Patrol? I've heard of that organization... They apparently maintain peace in space, which makes them our enemy... Should we kill him?"