For three days after that, everything was calm.

The police are mediocre in handling their own affairs, and the delinquent teenagers have no tendency to fight.

It was a scene that was so close to the touch, but now it has become peaceful. It seems that he was really persuaded by the Special Mission Support Section.

This abnormal tranquility has allowed the people of the old city to enjoy a long-lost peace of mind. But some people don't feel it that way.

On this night, six men in black suits, top hats, and sunglasses arrived in the Old Town with heavy suitcases.

"Cut, it's quiet." The leader said this and opened the box. Inside is a suit of the Sword and Serpent Gang costume and the Sacred Book Society's costume, as well as a spike stick and slingshot as their emblem. A military machete was placed on top, which should be his specialty.

"Hmph, there's just one last crucial step missing." Another mafia said while changing weapons.

The target they are eyeing today is the relatively quiet Holy Book Society, and if they are attacked by opponents one after another, even the self-proclaimed intellectual Holy Book Society will start a war in anger, right? And the Sword and Serpent Gang will definitely face it passively, and with their hot-blooded appearance, they will definitely not notice the problem, and the Holy Book Society will also ignore this problem because of anger, right?

Although those hot-tempered boys are not easy to train, once they are trained, their enthusiasm will make them more advanced combat power.

Their target was the young man who had just come out of Trinity's Bar, dressed in the standard dress of the Holy Book Society, who looked a little drunk, and walked staggeringly, with his head down, his right hand tapping on his forehead, hoping to ease the pain caused by alcohol.

It's really painful, so let me help you!

The mafia wearing the costume of the Sword and Snake Gang showed a cruel smile on his face, deliberately slowed down and sprinted, and the nail stick in his hand hit the back of the head!

The members of the Holy Book Society didn't even snort before they fell.

"Hehe, what a mistake."

"There's no time, hurry up and remember to take a breath."

"Hmph, don't blame us."

Just as he fell, other mafias surrounded him from all directions, and the mafia who had sneaked up before also raised their nail sticks high.

"Don't think!"

The knocked down young man of the Holy Book Society propped his hands on the ground, his knees exerted force, the whole person knelt and raised his body, his right leg was withdrawn, and he stepped forward, and the whole person spun around his body with his strength, and his left hand bit the mafia's hand like lightning.

"What!" Rao is a well-trained mafia, and his unintentional subconscious reaction was still a step slower, and he was robbed of the nail stick by someone who came.

The boy pulled the hood and ripped off his clothes, revealing the bulletproof vest inside, and a bag of leaky sandbags fell to the ground with a click. With flaxen hair and a serious face, it's none other than Officer Lloyd Bannings, who belongs to the Special Assignments Support Section.

"Really, I didn't expect to be hooked so easily." As he spoke, a pair of whirling sticks fell from the roof, and Lloyd picked them up with a slightly regretful expression on his face.

"I wanted to arrest you on the spot as active criminals...... But inducing evidence collection has no legal effect, so I can only let you go first. ”

"You guy, are you!" The mafia, who was beaten with a nail stick, immediately realized the identity of the comer.

The police.

Although Crossbell's police are weak and incompetent, they ...... None of this normalizes attacks on the police.

"Hehe, he's just a supporting character." Waji's voice came from above the heads of several people, and when they looked up, they saw Waji and Yuki Tatsumi standing on the roof of a house. It seems that the two of them have been secretly following Lloyd on the rooftop.

You saw that Waji's expression was more puzzled, Waji's skills were very agile, not much better than that of genuine guerrillas, and he was proficient in stealth.

Stealth is not the same as agility, agility just means fast reaction and fast running, but stealth requires complete concealment of the figure, breathing, and footsteps, these mafias are often mixed in the fight, and Waji's stealth can fool them, no matter how you look at it, it's a little abnormal.

However, there are too many reasons to explain this. For example, the mafia happened to be distracted, and for example, I used to be a thief or something. You shrugged and hid the question for the time being.

"Lloyd, you're not hurt, are you?" Approaching the edge of the eaves, he crouched down.

"It's fine. The attack was all taken by the sandbags. As Lloyd spoke, his back was already leaning against the wall. In this way, the possibility of being attacked from behind disappears. The angle of attack suddenly changed from 360 degrees to 180 degrees.

"Now, if we're honestly caught, maybe we'll be able to get away with the past - or do you want to change identities and get a taste of being hunted?" Waji bit the words "maybe" and "the past is not to blame", and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

......Uhh Waji's signature skill: Smile Violence. Lloyd thought about something very rude, but his eyes kept scanning several mafiosa, ready to guard against their sneak attack.

"Cut, the soldiers are divided into two ways, withdraw!"

Now is not the time to clash with the police, and although serious, the mafia is not afraid of these three men. But if you make a move on your side, I'm afraid that Lubacher will receive a lot of suppression, right?

Even a mafia with a big background like Lu Bacher knows that the bottom line can't be touched, especially now that there is the big enemy of Black Moon, if this flaw is exposed, I'm afraid it will make them drill a big leak, right?

The mafios, trying to understand the truth, immediately split into two teams and ran in two directions.

"Well, if you let you run away like this, I'll just resign." Yu Tatsumi smiled, raised his hands, aimed at the mafia on both sides, and the number of chains popped out under the black hand armor, there is no doubt that the target is these mafia!

Although you can't hold them and drag them back with the strength of one person alone, if you just wrap one of their feet and drag them down, it's still no problem.

The chains wrapped around the feet of the mafia as if they were alive, and as soon as they swam hard, the mafia's running body suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground. Randy, Theo, Ellie, Valudo, Abbas, and members of the two gangs, who had been hiding all over the Old Town, rushed in from all directions.

The mafiosa were tied with their hands behind their backs, but they didn't look very panicked and fearless.

Rubacher is hard enough backstage, and this kind of petty crime was released in a day and a half...... It's just that...... The operation was carried out on its own initiative and without the consent of the superiors......

However, if the big man above knew that he had lost such a big face to Lubacher, I am afraid ...... Thinking of this, several mafias felt a chill in their hearts.

Gather them at the entrance square of the old town, where the terrain is open and there are relatively few residents, so it will not be too disturbing to deal with it.

"It's just a bunch of imps......"

"You are doomed to die, and you dare to provoke our Lu Bacher ......"

"We have a powerful councillor in the background!"

Along the way, the mafia kept threatening Lloyd and others, in their hearts, the police are notoriously weak, so if they threaten them so much, they should be released obediently, right?

"Hmph, that's guts, watch Lao Tzu beat you to death with a stick—" Valudo said, a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and he raised his thick arms in a frenzy, the chains around the crusher rattling.

"No, that...... Please at least let them go to the police station and stand trial......" Lloyd retorted weakly as he saw his momentum.

"That would be a nuisance, so please don't do that."

It wasn't Varudo or Vaji, it wasn't Yuki or anyone from the other support section, the voice came from the entrance to the old town, and it sounded a little lazy.

Everyone looked up, only to see a man in a delicate dark red suit smoking a cigarette in one hand and a pocket in the other hand walking towards several people, it was obvious that his right hand in the pocket was holding a weapon such as a short stick, but because of the lack of light, it was blocked by his arm, and most of it was not real. He had waist-length brownish-red hair underneath a white shirt, a gray shockproof vest, and an equally dark red tie. No matter how you look at it, it is a social elite.

"Looks like you're their boss?" Lloyd glanced at the mafia, who had lost all his momentum and trembled, and then looked at the person and asked semi-surely.

"Ah, let's just forget it. Lao Tzu is Vincent Campbell. The ...... of this group of waste" He didn't seem to think of any words to describe it for the time being, holding a cigarette butt and rubbing his hair vigorously, looking distressed.

"You just have to understand it as the head." As if giving up, the man who called himself Vincent said this, his face was full of impatience, slender eyes, light purple pupils, and a high nose bridge, if it weren't for the frown of impatience, he should be able to use it directly as the cover character of an entertainment magazine.

If Lloyd is cute, and Waji is neutral beauty, then Vincent belongs to the handsome with exquisite appearance.

And, judging by the mafia's trembling and scolded rubbish and not daring to fight back, this Vincent Campbell must be very prestigious in Rubacher. As soon as Lloyd was about to open his mouth to negotiate [harmony], he heard a mafia ask tremblingly:

"Captain, are you here to save us......"

However, rather than looking forward to being rescued, this tone is more like confirming whether his actions have been known to him. Lloyd secretly recorded this in his heart: Rubacher's action seemed to be a personal act.

"Huh? Save you? It's troublesome......" Vincent said, narrowing his eyes: "Do you know how much trouble you miscellaneous people have caused Lao Tzu?" I can't wait to knock you to death with a stick......"

Weapons...... Is it a stick? Lloyd looked at his right hand in his pocket as if in certainty, only to find that Vincent's forearm was just blocking his view.

Is it a coincidence? Still is...... Spotted me watching him?

After angrily denouncing the mafia, the man who called himself Vincent said to Lloyd with a troublesome expression: "Even if it is waste, we will be in trouble after being arrested, can we release this group of miscellaneous pieces?" ”

"Now, Lloyd, we might be playing big this time......" Randy whispered into Lloyd's ear. This man is strong, don't arrest them - even if they do, they'll be released quickly. ”

"Hmm...... I wasn't expecting to sanction them......" Lloyd lowered his voice, a depressing taste in his words.

Yes, it took a lot of trouble to find out the truth, but because of the problems of the superiors, they could not be brought to justice...... Lloyd hated the feeling.

"Let's let them go after the discussion, and Lao Tzu will truthfully report to the top - Lao Tzu will pay for the medical expenses, and these fools will also get the punishment they deserve."

Just when the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and Lloyd was ready to give up, Varudo suddenly sneered.

"Hmph...... You say put it away, you think this is where it is! ”

As he spoke, Valudo raised the Crusher and pointed a stick at Vincent's head.

Vincent didn't dodge, his right hand reached out like lightning, and the short stick in his hand steadily stopped Varoudo's broken ghost.

To be precise, it is three short sticks, and one hand holds three short sticks, connected by a chain in the middle.

The three-chucked stick, like Lloyd's whirling stick, was a weapon that came from the East. Three short sticks of the same length are connected by iron chains, which can be long or short, a weapon that is both rigid and soft.

Without waiting for Varudo to take over, Vincent kicked Varudo in the lower abdomen, and the huge impact directly kicked Valudo away!

Waji's face sank, and his light jump was a whirlwind leg! Of course, he knew that his strength was no match for Valudo's, and he had to rely on his body rotation to increase the power of his kicks. Vincent raised his left hand, just before Waji was about to kick his face, his wide hand grasped his boots, Vincent let out a low cry, and actually pulled Waji's leg directly to the ground! With a clattering sound, even the gravel floor was shaken open and cracked!

"Brother Valudo!"

"Waji!"

The delinquent teenagers on both sides rushed up excitedly, and Abbas shouted angrily "Don't mess around", and the people of the Holy Book Society stopped. The Sword and Snake Gang can only rely on a few people from the Support Section to stop them.

It was not easy to put down the big scuffle, and if they were allowed to fight, it would be useless.

"It's a real nuisance...... I really want to go back to sleep......" Vincent said a little weakly, glaring at the tied mafia, and the meaning was clear: Go back and clean you up!