Sudden Incident

Lungmen's streets shone brilliantly at night. Under the cover of darkness, all manner of crimes were breeding and spreading.

However, this had little to do with Roy. The area he was currently in was Primeval Plaza, located in Lungmen's central district. Under the organization of several officers, they were having dinner here tonight.

Although Roy had already eaten, he ultimately did not break his appointment.

"Dear guests, here are the dishes you ordered. If you need anything else, please press the service bell, and our staff will arrive as quickly as possible."

The speaker was a Feline woman dressed in a maid outfit—a so-called catgirl.

In the past, netizens had always tried every possible way to turn their pet cats into catgirls. However, things were different in this world called Terra. As long as one had the capability, one could have a catgirl squad of one's own—provided one could evade pursuit by every nation.

After all, in this world dominated by people with animal traits, catgirls possessed civil rights as well. Moreover, most nations in this world had already moved beyond the age of slavery. Naturally, slavery had all but ceased to exist.

At least, it did not exist on the surface.

"Come on, come on, dig in!"

After the catgirl maid left the private room, the officer who had organized this dinner spoke without hesitation. At that moment, everyone picked up their chopsticks.

Just as they were about to start eating, an alarm sounded. The moment they had picked up their chopsticks, they put them back down and rushed out of the private room.

As the alarm spread, panicked crowds ran toward the emergency exits. Behind them, several masked men charged at the crowd with machetes in hand. One of the masked men was even carrying a firearm!

At that moment, the group roughly understood what had happened. Almost instantly, Roy made his decision.

Just as he had done countless times before, he looked at the Guard Department officers beside him before speaking directly.

"You evacuate the crowd. Leave this place to me."

With that, Roy pulled an umbrella from a nearby umbrella stand and moved against the flow of people.

The officers did not hesitate either. Keeping pace with Roy, they began evacuating the crowd.

"Yo, you filthy cop. Let's see how many people you can save!"

The masked man holding the firearm spat those words, then raised his weapon and aimed it at the panicked pedestrians!

At that moment, Roy knew things were about to get serious.

Even if that shot did not hit anyone, it could still cause enough chaos. The crowd was already in a panic. If these terrified people were dry firewood, then the firearm in his hand was a lighter. All he needed was a few sparks, and that "firewood" would burst into flames!

In an instant, Roy, umbrella in hand, surged toward the man, leaving a faint afterimage behind him. Before the man could fire, Roy was already at his side!

This was Raging Dragon Slash from the Rite Ghost Swordsman. With this move, Roy could traverse the battlefield at incredible speed!

Trailing a faint gleam, the umbrella struck the hand holding the firearm. In an instant, intense pain surged through the man's body. As if by instinct, his grip on the weapon loosened. As the firearm fell, Roy had already seized its grip. Only then did the machete-wielding thugs react.

"I am a police officer. You are hereby summoned to the Lungmen Guard Department to assist with an investigation on charges of illegal firearm possession. Please cooperate."

After delivering those formulaic words, Roy tossed aside the umbrella. At that moment, he aimed the firearm in his hand at the masked man.

Without any hesitation, the man raised both hands in surrender. However, Roy did not lower his gun. Its muzzle remained trained on the man's head as Roy slowly moved around behind him.

But just as Roy was about to pass by his side, the man suddenly moved. In an instant, he pulled out a pistol. The moment he disengaged the safety, a round was already chambered!

"Now, reverse—"

Bang!

The sudden gunshot cut off his words. An Etching Round brimming with Originium energy flew from the muzzle of Roy's rifle. Before the man could fire, the bullet had struck his hand. The erupting Originium energy completely swallowed his hand, and even the pistol vanished without a trace. Overwhelmed by the searing pain, the man collapsed to the floor, clutching his right arm—now reduced to a stump—with what remained of his left hand.

Then he cried out in agony.

"My hand... My hand!!"

"What are you idiots standing around for? Kill... kill this filthy cop, then get me a doctor!!"

Yet no matter how he shouted, the thugs did not move. Though they held weapons, they lacked the resolve to fight to the death. Having witnessed Roy's speed and the power of the firearm in his hand, the thugs who had come with him had already lost all will to fight.

Roy was not about to let that opportunity go. As he shifted the muzzle of his rifle toward them, he spoke directly.

"Drop your weapons!"

At Roy's command, the thugs exchanged glances before throwing their weapons to the floor. At that very moment, they saw Guard Department officers coming up from the stairs, sealing off the entire area within mere seconds.

They raised their hands high. There was nowhere left to run, so they chose to surrender.

"Everyone, drop your weapons!"

The speaker was a golden-haired Feline. Though her voice was not loud, it rang through the entire floor. Seeing the drone hovering not far above her head, Roy roughly understood where her voice was being amplified from.

Without hesitation, Roy tossed the firearm in his hand onto the floor, then raised his hands in a gesture resembling a French military salute.

Taking that opportunity, two Guard Department officers approached Roy and escorted him aside.

"Please present your identification!"

"This is my work ID. I'm Roy, an instructor with the Fourth Brigade of the Guard Department Auxiliary Police Corps."

Roy spoke as he showed his police ID. Almost instantly, the two officers saluted him. Lungmen used a system in which regular police and auxiliary police held the same ranks. Roy currently held the rank of inspector, making him their superior in the eyes of these two Guard Department officers, who held the rank of senior officer.

"Greetings, sir!"