Upstairs in the base.
Amond and Daiz were actually spectators of this battle.
Both of them could see immense pressure on each other's faces.
In the original Turles Crusher Corps.
That leaves only the two of them to bear the pressure.
Reiz and the Lakasei brothers have completely moved to the adjacent technical zone.
Cacao?
They are also intolerant of any pressure and escalate problems whenever in doubt.
Amond and Daiz both let out heavy sighs.
"What's wrong? Why are you sighing like that? I heard you two have been sneaking out late at night a lot lately, is that true?" Turles was processing some important reports.
They noticed something was off about the two of them.
"No, no, who said that?" The two of them immediately felt embarrassed.
He repeatedly denied it.
"Ha, you think you can fool me with your petty tricks?"
"You're under a lot of pressure, aren't you? That's right, I told you so."
"However, you don't need to be too tense. Over-exerting your body will make training inefficient." Turles closed the file casually.
"Have you learned to control your anger now?"
The two nodded; although they weren't exactly experts, simple adjustments were no longer a problem.
Turles nodded.
"That's good. Let me see. In a while, I'll take you somewhere..."
Planet Aixin.
The place is completely different from the dilapidated state it was a year ago. Although it can't be considered a high-tech city yet, some exquisite small-town buildings are now quite common.
Moreover, large buildings under construction can be seen everywhere, all invested in by large conglomerates.
Main road in the new urban area.
Rows of semi-circular Capsule houses lined both sides of the street, neat and uniform.
Several Aixin People had just finished work, pushed their hovercars past, humming an unknown tune.
Sam stood at the crossroads, head held high, eyes blazing, and full of energy!
He was wearing a black and blue patrol uniform, with a brand-new ray gun hanging from his belt.
With his hand on his holster, Sam looked around.
He used to not even dare to look at those space pirates.
Now, every alien who passes by has to politely call him Captain Sam.
How can life be the same no matter who you live it with?
Beep beep!
The communicator at his waist suddenly rang.
Sam pressed the answer button.
"Captain Sam... Captain Sam! Come quick!"
A Ding's anxious voice came through the communicator.
Sam frowned.
"Tell me slowly, what happened?"
"Miss Tights's Foundation! There's trouble!"
"A group of immigrants are blocking the door! We can't stop them!"
"Hold on, I'm coming right away!"
Sam hung up the call, called to a few patrolmen nearby, and ran towards the foundation's headquarters at the end of the street.
The foundation was spearheaded by Tights.
It is usually used to handle the distribution of aid funds and supplies, mainly targeting the indigenous people of Planet Aixin and some eligible early immigrants.
The base is located in a two-story, hemispherical building.
By this time, a crowd had already gathered at the bottom of the steps in front of the gate.
Several burly aliens wearing gray vests were shouting and cursing.
Although these people were dressed in ordinary immigrant clothes, their bulging muscles and menacing aura were impossible to conceal.
"What kind of relief are we getting? We've come all this way to settle down, why aren't we getting any?"
A Ding and several patrolmen stood firmly on the steps, holding ray guns in their hands.
"This is the Aixin Foundation! You need to go to the central hall to complete the procedures!" A Ding tried to appear calm.
"Go to hell!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Scarface raised his leg and kicked him.
A Ding didn't even see the other person's movements before he was sent flying backward and crashed onto the steps.
" A Ding!"
Sam arrived just in time to witness this scene.
He drew the ray gun from his waist.
"Don't move!"
Sam aimed at Scarface.
" Sam, something's not right with them..."
"Another one looking for trouble."
Sam pulled the trigger.
A crimson laser beam shot out from the barrel.
Scarface tilted his head slightly.
The ray grazed his ear and hit empty air, melting a small crater in the ground.
Sam was horrified when he saw this!
This, this, this!
Something really isn't right!
They're not ordinary immigrants at all!
The current immigration policy does not accept residents with high Power Level.
Sam's heart pounded.
Before he could fire a second shot, Scarface was already in front of him.
A thick arm grabbed Sam by the neck and lifted him into the air.
Sam kicked his legs wildly and clung tightly to the other man's arms with both hands, but he couldn't pry them off.
Scarface looked at him with disdain and tossed it aside.
Sam tumbled twice in the air and crashed into the wall a dozen meters away.
It's becoming increasingly difficult for me to stay conscious.
Then these guys quickly took care of the other patrol officers.
He swaggered up the steps, stepping over the broken glass scattered on the ground, ready to enter the foundation's doors.
Thump!
Two figures suddenly landed above the steps, blocking the doorway.
Scarface stopped and looked up.
These are two people who look exactly alike.
Buzz cut, dead fish eyes.
His facial expression was extremely stiff, showing no reaction whatsoever.
They were wearing matching black combat uniforms.
The left chest bears the distinctive double-F logo, a symbol unique to Frieza Force.
A strange red pattern appeared on his right chest.
Those are two overlapping capital letters -- RR.
A Ding, clutching his chest, leaned against the cracked wall. Upon seeing the two androids, he smiled.
"Great, it's the Defender!"
Scarface narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the other person for a long time, but he couldn't sense any aura of a powerful expert from him.
"Playing tricks."
Scarface snorted coldly.
He gave a wink to one of his bald henchmen next to him.
The bald man clenched his fist, took a few steps up the stairs, and punched the android on the left in the face.
The punches were powerful and forceful, sending gusts of wind through the air.
Bang!
The fist landed squarely, but the two Defender remained unmoved.
"Intruder! Confirmed! Make the arrest!"
Both Defender threw punches simultaneously.
Caught off guard, the two rioters who were hit were sent flying backwards, along with their companions.
In the face of the Defender, these suspicious individuals were like helpless, defenseless children.
He quickly lay down on the ground and didn't want to get up.
Seeing this, Sam, with an inexplicable willpower, forced himself to stand up with a smile despite the excruciating pain.
"Mr. Defender, do you need our assistance in making the arrest?"
The Defender shook his head. "No need. They've exceeded the security level of Aixin Prison and will be detained by Red Ribbon Army Prison!"
As they spoke, the two Defender began to tie up the intruders tightly.
Only then did Tights dare to come out and offer her words of comfort to Sam and the others with a worried expression.
"Miss Tights, don't worry, we're fine. It was our fault that you were frightened." Sam forced a smile.
"Oh dear, you say you're fine? Quickly call the medical team!"