"You little bastard, fuck your mother!"
"I'm a martial artist who's been to the front lines and earned military merits!"
He Guang was still spewing shit from his mouth, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Smash!
Qin Ze grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it against his head.
"Go on, curse again."
"Fuck your mother!"
Smash!
"Go on, curse again."
"Fuck your-"
Smash!
"I-"
Smash!
"..."
Qin Ze reached back but came up empty. There were no bottles left on the table.
The people around them stared at Qin Ze in astonishment.
Whose subordinate was this fierce?
That was a martial artist!
Even a game of whack-a-mole wasn't this brutal.
"Brother Ze, the beer's here!"
Fatty carried over a case of beer and set it down by Qin Ze's feet.
Qin Ze picked up a beer bottle and weighed it in his hand.
"Wait, I won't curse anymore!"
He Guang, his head covered in blood, finally gave in.
However...
Smash!
"You still get hit even if you don't curse." Qin Ze clapped his hands.
"You... you've gone too far!" He Guang was about to die of anger.
"I think it's all right," Qin Ze said lightly.
Smash! Smash! Smash!
After smashing another half case of bottles, Qin Ze was a little tired and prepared to call Fatty over to go home.
He really was a martial artist, all right. His head was hard enough.
He could still stay conscious after dozens of blows to the head.
Little did Qin Ze know that He Guang was already dizzy, with little stars filling his vision.
"Law enforcement is here!"
A cry went up from the crowd.
Qin Ze looked up and saw a man in a blue-and-white uniform.
"You again." The law enforcement officer frowned slightly.
"Officer, you have to stand up for me!" As if he had seen his savior, He Guang began tearfully recounting Qin Ze's "outrageous" behavior.
"He actually dared to attack a martial artist in the official ranks. I suspect he's a foreign-race spy. Hurry up and arrest him for interrogation..."
"Shut up. I haven't asked you yet." The officer hated having his procedure interrupted.
But He Guang failed to notice the officer's impatience and continued loudly, "I'm the second son of the He family. If you don't hurry up and arrest this brat, believe it or not, I'll file a complaint against you with the Law Enforcement Department tomorrow!"
The officer snorted and took out a golden law token.
In an instant, a powerful, awe-inspiring righteous aura descended and enveloped everyone.
The crowd was filled with solemn respect, feeling their hearts purified and elevated.
Some even began streaming with tears, confessing the wrongs they had done and revealing secrets buried deep in their hearts.
"Honey, I'm sorry. Our child's real surname is Wang."
"Everyone, look at me! I have an announcement: I'm gay!"
"I secretly added some piss to your beer just now."
"Brother, I like sister-in-law. Could you divorce her?"
"..."
For a moment, the entire food stall was practically a massive social death scene.
All the thoughts that had been buried in their hearts for who knew how long came pouring out.
Qin Ze stared, dumbstruck.
He too had felt an impulse to speak his mind for an instant, but the power of the golden token was quickly dispersed among his clones.
Qin Ze looked enviously at the golden token in the officer's hand.
It could do both AOE and single-target attacks.
I really want one.
"Brother Ze, I have something I want to tell you too." Fatty gripped Qin Ze's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face.
Qin Ze jolted and hurriedly pulled his hand away.
"Don't tell me you like me."
Fatty shook his head. "I want to be your brother-in-law."
"Once your sister and I are together, we can each use our own forms of address. I'll still call you Brother Ze, and you can call me brother-in-law."
Qin Ze froze.
Well, well, you thick-browed, big-eyed fatty. You actually want to root around in my family's cabbage patch?
Seeing Qin Ze looking around for something, Fatty kindly asked, "Bro, what are you looking for? Your brother-in-law will help you find it."
Qin Ze said, "Where's my knife?"
He Guang, who had been at the bottom of the sandwich, finally got to his feet.
He threw himself in front of the girl, hugged her leg, and began to sob:
"I'm sorry, I'm not human. I'm really not human!"
As he spoke, He Guang slapped himself across the face again and again.
"I actually never earned any military merits at all. I stole someone else's identity and claimed theirs!"
"I didn't kill a single exotic beast on the front lines. I didn't dare-I was so scared I pissed myself!"
"The exotic beast was thiiis big, thiiis big! I was so scared, really so scared!"
"I don't want to die, boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-"
He Guang's sobbing was utterly heartbreaking.
Anyone who heard it would grieve; anyone who listened would shed tears.
The girl hesitated, at a loss.
"I... I forgive you. Please get up first..."
Having gotten the answer he wanted, the officer put away the law token, and the entire place fell silent in an instant.
As the awe-inspiring righteous aura vanished, everyone recalled what they had just said...
I want to die!
There was nothing left in this world worth holding on to.
"Brother Ze, I... you... our sister..."
"Scram."
"Right away!"
Fatty trotted off to pay the bill.
On the other side, He Guang came to his senses, released the girl's leg, and backed away in terror.
"Fuck!"
"What the fuck did you do?!"
He Guang wanted nothing more than to blow the officer apart with a punch.
Danger, danger, danger!
He had actually admitted to falsely claiming military merits. That was a capital crime.
"You've got some nerve."
The corners of the officer's mouth curled up slightly.
Although he had lost an S-rank exotic beast, at least he could finally meet this month's KPI.
"A... a misunderstanding!" He Guang still wanted to explain himself.
The officer tossed out a ring.
The ring expanded in midair and slipped over He Guang before instantly contracting, binding him tightly.
"Take him and his two companions to the Law Enforcement Department."
The officer spoke to a department member beside him.
"Yes, sir."
The department member immediately hauled the three of them up and took them to a vehicle.
He Guang was still shouting that he had been wronged. "You can't do this to me! I've shed blood for the country! I've risked my life for the country..."
All three were taken away.
The customers were too ashamed to stay any longer.
They paid their bills and slunk away.
"It's very rare for someone to keep their composure in the face of the law token."
The officer came over to Qin Ze and looked him over with great interest.
Qin Ze inwardly cried out that things were bad. He had forgotten to put on an act.
Of the dozens of people present, only two had escaped social death.
Qin Ze and the girl.
The officer held up two fingers.
"There are only two ways someone can resist the power of the law token."
"Either their heart is pure enough that they have never done anything against the law or morality."
"Or they possess an even greater power that can oppose the law token."
Qin Ze was utterly firm. "That's right, I'm the former."
"I've been kindhearted since I was little. Whenever I see an old lady fall, I have to help her up."
The officer raised an eyebrow. "Your family must be well-off."
Qin Ze said, "We're just ordinary working-class people."
The officer said, "And you still dare help them up?"
Qin Ze said, "That's why I say I'm kind. It's only natural that the law token doesn't work on me."
The officer said, amused, "People who talk this much are never easy to deal with."
Qin Ze chose to shut up.
"I'll be keeping an eye on you." The officer turned and left.
Qin Ze knew he had already been put on the list of key suspects.
"Oh, right. You're a student, so you probably don't know much. Let me give you a warning." The officer suddenly stopped and looked Qin Ze in the eye.
"If you directly absorb a soul bead that hasn't been purified, your mental power won't be able to withstand it, and your brain will be damaged."
"Your body will also turn into an exotic beast."
Qin Ze looked utterly baffled. "What's a soul bead?"
The officer stared at his face for a while. "Ask your teacher at school tomorrow."
After the officer had completely left, Qin Ze finally breathed a sigh of relief.
What a pain to deal with.
Brother Ze's brain can handle all kinds of information and sensory input from dozens of clones at once, and you're asking whether my mental power can take it?
Besides, so what if there's a mutation?
The clone ate it, not me.
"Thank you, Qin Ze." The girl walked over.
Qin Ze said, "Huh? You know me?"