Superhero Murasame

Although she didn't know why someone else answered the phone, the operator still asked naturally, "Is this a problem? Please explain in more detail."

To this, the person on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat lazy for some reason, "Because, all of your people are already dead—"

"!!!"

"..." The telephone operator and the head of the Legal Affairs Department exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with astonishment, unsure of what to ask.

Is it true or false?

No, even if it were true, shouldn't someone from the Wind City Magical Girl Agency say it in such a lighthearted and humorous tone?

"Excuse me, what happened?"

To the operator's questions, the person at the "Wind City Magical Girl Agency" on the other end of the line remained indifferent. "She was just murdered..."

"..."

"I killed him."

"..."

"..." In the silence, the Minister of the Legal Affairs Department, still sharp as ever, immediately roared, "Hang up the phone!"

Unfortunately, it's all meaningless now.

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Cong Yu: Arminus! I'll get you within three days! I'll unleash a flying kick and show you what a dirty trick is!

Chapter 528 Superhero Cong Yu

Cong Yu acts based on his own likes and dislikes; what he likes and dislikes will naturally determine whether others live or die.

Cong Yu likes pretty girls... that's obviously impossible.

At this moment, the only thing Cong Yu could say he liked was "Wind City" and "the wind of Wind City"... and maybe "the people of Wind City" too.

Just like Lord Remnant Moon Madman, the only thing he can express as liking is all the readers, the words, and the story itself, nothing more.

Cong Yu has quite a few things she dislikes.

For example, matcha and other bitter foods, for example, terrible magical girls, for example... big companies.

Yes, Cong Yu hates big companies.

Or rather, he once harbored a deep-seated fear of large corporations... This was a resentment deep within him.

Although the "big companies" of this era have not yet developed into the terrifying things that Cong Yu experienced in the era before he traveled back in time.

And it's easy to imagine what choice he would make when faced with such a Cong Yu situation.

The process of living is a process of making choices.

Cong Yu chose the name...

Destroy!

"Beep beep beep!!!"

Accompanied by a familiar alarm, an announcement signaling a monster attack, came from inside the Vistan Entertainment Group Co., Ltd..

"Attacked! Attacked!"

"The Ministry of Defense will be deployed within three minutes. Ensure all departments secure important documents, protect valuable items, and prepare for an attack."

"The enemy is a monster, number -- 1"

"..." The employee, who had been tense, immediately smiled with relief after hearing that the attacker was only one person.

A strange person?

Even if a god descended to earth, it wouldn't work. How could one possibly defeat the hundred or so magical girls who are stationed throughout the company?

Even the most outstanding among the Boss Level monsters couldn't possibly kill them all before running out of magic power.

Moreover, the 60th Group, the 50th Group, and the 51st Group have all had conflicts with the company, but each attack was repelled.

There's nothing to worry about, nothing to worry about.

What? The Rap King is coming?

Don't be ridiculous, they never messed with the Rap King, and the Rap King doesn't care at all... Everyone here is a fan of the Rap King.

Although he's a... need singing king, his songs are still very good, and he has many fans.

It's not just limited to Black communities.

With that in mind, the employees quickly and skillfully secured the data and documents, awaiting the impact.

Surprisingly, no explosion or shockwave was detected.

This doesn't make sense...

Shouldn't the weirdo be bombarding the company with threats and demanding money? Then they can see if they can settle things with money.

If they can't settle the price (it's too high), then they'll fight.

That's how high United States's standards are.

However, it seems quite clean today... Although there were explosions, they sounded like ordinary battle explosions, and didn't damage any buildings.

This is rather peculiar.

Unfortunately, this isn't Wind City, so there are no staff members watching the fun... No slacking off, or you'll get your pay docked.

At least you can't touch it too blatantly...

Only in Wind City (a city known for its shady practices) is it permissible to fish openly and honestly.

Most people can only pretend that they are still working, or that they are unable to continue working due to an unexpected event, and remain where they are.

Actually, he was secretly listening to what was happening downstairs.

Well, apart from some office-based magical girls with good hearing, the office staff on the fourteenth floor couldn't hear the specifics very clearly.

The only clues that came from the constant up-and-down movement of the elevator and the faint rumbling sound were that the Ministry of Defense seemed to be in a difficult situation.

What happened? Was there really only one enemy?

Why did it take so long?

Just as everyone was filled with confusion and curiosity, the broadcast revealed a new situation—it was an internal company announcement.

"Urgent Notice!"

"Employees on the second floor, please evacuate immediately... The second floor is about to become a battlefield, please evacuate as soon as possible!"

"Please don't panic. The strange man's attack was expected. We anticipate the situation will be resolved within half an hour."

"... A breakthrough?!"

The employees exchanged glances, realizing that the "enemy" mentioned in the broadcast had already breached the first floor and was now advancing towards the second floor of the company.

They probably fought their way in while resisting the Ministry of Defense's attack.

I haven't seen such a fierce and eccentric person in a long time...

Then...

"Alarm! Staff on the third floor, please evacuate immediately to the upper floors... The defense department is working hard, please maintain your confidence."

Upon hearing the broadcast, everyone immediately burst into laughter.

Everyone was happy, thinking this was probably a pretty good source of amusement... at least a bit of fun during their tedious work.

Many people secretly began to speculate about how many levels that strange person could fight their way up.

Of course, setting up a gambling game privately is not allowed, as it is strictly prohibited by the company... Wystan Entertainment Group is a large company, and it has a lot of rules.

However, the "joy" on their faces quickly turned into a smile.

It turned into expressions of "surprise" and "fear".

Because...

"Alarm! Please be on the fourth floor of the company building..."

"Fifth floor!"

"Sixth floor..."

"Level One Alert! The enemy's identity is... the Monster King."

"!!!" Everyone was shocked by this frank report... How could this be? Could the Monster King really be attacking?

Hey, isn't today April Fool's Day?

Hearing this, the employees laughed with relief... Indeed, it was probably some idiot who made this bizarre joke.

Does the Monster King really need to fight his way up layer by layer?

It seems the Ministry of Defense is shirking responsibility by deliberately exaggerating the enemy's strength to prove they aren't incompetent!

"The Monster King? That kind of guy could easily destroy our entire building, right? Hahaha... That's interesting."

"That's what I mean..."

"Hahaha."

"..."

"Because I'm not going to execute them all indiscriminately, there are honest working people among you, aren't there...?"

As he said this, Cong Yu stepped onto the stairs of this floor, his dark green magic crown shimmering with light on his head.

The "Ouroboros" extending outwards with its claws outstretched, its tip gleaming and still dripping with blood, testifies to the bloodshed that had just taken place.

"I'm sorry, but you'll be unemployed soon... But don't worry, I'll have Mr. Wystan write a letter of recommendation for each of you personally."

After he became "good friends".

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"Mr. Wystan, please come down!"

Cong Yu called out kindly, looking at Wystan sitting in the helicopter taking off from the company rooftop. "I deliberately chose to kill you while you were at the company--"

"..."

"Fuxk! Martin! Drive it now!"

With some gray hair already showing, Wystan wiped his sweat with a wet wipe and urged, "That Monster King is a madman. Bribing him with money won't work. Hurry! Hurry up! I can't die here!"

In a state of near mental collapse, he blurted out things he shouldn't have said, "I haven't had enough of magical girls yet!"

"I'm going to sleep with Piggy this weekend!"

"I want to turn myself in! Police! What are the police doing? Why are they letting this Japan weirdo act so arrogantly?!"

"I confess! I trafficked people, I illegally imprisoned people, I smelted porn! Arrest me quickly... arrest me now!!!"

"..." But the Federal Police did not respond to him; the only response he received was from the darkest green within the blackest of black.

The Ouroboros, extending from behind Cong Yu, plunged into the helicopter with a series of "Doo!" sounds.

The tip was only centimeters from Wystan's face.

This triggered his screams even more—"Aaaaaah!!! Crazy! This guy is crazy!"

It's just a crime, though.

With enough money, one could easily get away with it!

In Wystan's panic, the Ouroboros, which had pierced the helicopter, transformed into a deadly grappling hook, slowly dragging him back towards the company.

However, the helicopter still had plenty of power, and despite Cong Yu's playful attitude, it was managing to keep going.

Interestingly, Wystan's loud pleas for mercy were captured on camera by a staff member on the rooftop who was live-streaming the event.

It was a live stream, and the Metaber had over 100 million views.

At this moment, most of the employees at Wystan Entertainment had already realized... the company was doomed.

The boss also went bankrupt at the same time.

In an instant, with the collapse and overturning of the scales, the company that Wystan had built up was immediately freed from its threatening Shackle.