The slaughter will not stop in any world, at any time, in any place. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the continent of Klein, the goblin colonies around the village were burned to ashes, along with the corpses of the goblins and their young children. This is a just war for humanity, as goblins will destroy crops, attack women and children, and even kill children and plunder women. For goblins, this is nothing more than their way of life, but for humans, this way of life means a threat to them.

Perhaps the same is true here.

Jenn leaned back in his chair and looked out at the camp in the distance, where an off-road vehicle roared wildly to drive away the crowd like a lion driving away its prey. Soon, a child ran out of it, and his mother also hurried forward and tried to pull him back, but it was too late, only to see the next moment, a group of people jumped out of the off-road vehicle, raised the machete in their hands, and slashed at the two of them. Blood splattered, wails and screams were heard in the distance, and there was even a bit of wildness in this desolate prairie. After a few moments, the group left contentedly like well-fed beasts, leaving behind only two bloody corpses.

Maybe in their eyes, these people are not much different from those goblins.

But none of this has anything to do with me.

"Very good."

At this moment, the voice sounded, and Jenn turned his head, only to see the man in front of him smiling and nodding at him.

"Hopefully, we'll have a chance to work together in the future, Mr. Jenn, and we, the Freedom and Justice Army, will always welcome unbiased businessmen like you."

"Me too."

Hearing this, Jenn smiled and stood up, nodded, and then reached out and pocketed the diamonds on the table.

"I think we'll meet again......... Our aim has always been to be good quality and low price, customer first, as long as you need, then we will serve you as much as possible. ”

"Hahaha, your words are really interesting, it seems that next time, we will have a big business to do."

The man burst out laughing at Jenn's answer. Then, he picked up the black angel on the table and pulled it hard.

"Then next, we are going to fight a sacred war for justice and freedom."

In the face of the man's words, Jenn only raised his eyebrows.

"Please."

The "war" began at sunset.

The excited cries of the righteous warriors who had acquired new weapons sealed off the entire tribal camp, accompanied by a continuous sound of firecrackers and raging firelight tearing through the darkness. Jenn lowered his head, pulled a cigar from his chest, and lit it in his mouth, just then the voice of the cheap dad came from his side again.

"That's interesting."

"Well, I've always wanted to suggest that we should focus on a higher level of negotiation and processing, not just fighting............ I'll admit that being hands-on is sometimes good for fear-mongering, but let's be honest, at our level, there's no future in committing suicide bombings like cult leaders. You see, the progress of civilization can bring more convenient and faster killing, and the efficiency of swords is too low, but as long as they have these guns, it only takes a while, they can complete a perfect massacre, and it basically does not require much effort. This is the progress of science and technology, the progress of civilization, and the progress of mankind............ There is only one core, and that is how to kill more efficiently. ”

"What an interesting idea, I'll think about it."

Hearing Jenn's words, the old man smiled.

"But what about that?"

"It can't be how."

As he spoke, Jenn shrugged his shoulders, and then he looked up and glanced at the sky.

"It's survival, it's life, order itself is like that, survival and death, it's not a problem. One person, one country, one world, it's all the same. We need to live in good health, and in order to live healthy, we have to kill something, devour something, and give up something. The same is true of this world......... This is true of all things. ”

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment, and then smiled slightly.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

Before the words fell, the old man's figure disappeared without a trace. Jenn, on the other hand, turned his head and glanced at the camp not far away, a splash of blood splattering out on the white tent, so conspicuous in the light of the setting sun.

And the next moment, darkness descended, and the scene began to change again. The desolate land was gone, replaced by a modern-looking airport, and Jenn in a crisp suit stepped out of the van, but in front of him, several men in black suits and sunglasses stopped his way.

"Excuse me, are you Jenn?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Someone has reported that you are selling arms without permission, please let us investigate."

Facing the police officer with the Interpol logo in front of him, Jenn's expression did not change in the slightest, but he shrugged his shoulders.

"Absolutely."

Interpol moves quickly, and in that sense, they're more like paladins. Leaning back in the seat next to him, Jenn lazily watched the crowd in front of him who were busy checking the vehicle. If the role of the police in each country is more about maintaining law and order and social stability, then Interpol is more like a fighter for idealism like a paladin. They respect the rules, obey the order, and uphold goodness and justice. Cracking down on transnational crime -- and more importantly.........

"What are you doing in Ugan?"

The Interpol, who had looked like he had nothing to gain from the inspection, came to Jenn again, and the man in the lead stared at Jenn like this, and then asked. Hearing this, Jenn smiled slightly.

"I'm here on a UN humanitarian mission."

"Humanitarian aid?"

Hearing Jenn's answer, the man sneered, and then took out a bullet.

"Use this?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

In response to the man's words, Jenn spread his hands.

"I have a license, everything I do is within the scope of the law, and I don't think I've done anything wrong. As for the bullet -- there are bullets all over here, and you can't prove that this bullet must be mine. ”

"So, let me see your license."

"Of course there is no problem."

As he spoke, Jenn took out a permit from his bosom and handed it over. The other took the permit, then narrowed his eyes.

"Scrap steel recycling? You came to Ugan for scrap steel recycling? ”

"Recycling is the most important issue."

In the face of the man's inquiry, Jenn's smile did not change in the slightest.

"Environmental protection, energy saving, recycling, this is all for our beautiful earth and home, is it appropriate to let those things that can be sent to use be discarded? Maximizing the effect is also a part of energy conservation and environmental protection, and waste is always wrong. ”

"You don't need to say it's useless."

The man coldly interrupted Jenn.

"We all know what you're doing........."

"But you don't have any proof."

Jenn stood up and straightened his clothes.

"You may think this is suspicious, but thankfully, being suspicious doesn't convict me, and I'm just an ordinary, international recycler. Everything I do is in line with existing international terms, and I don't think I've broken any laws. Even if you arrest me now because of this bullet, it won't be of any use. ”

As he spoke, Jenn looked at the man in front of him and smiled.

"Because the law is on my side."

“…………………”

The man blushed and said nothing in the face of Jenn's words, and then he silently handed back the permit, and then turned to leave with his subordinates.

That's why I said, Interpol is a lot like a paladin.

Looking at the lonely backs of everyone, Jenn curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

They are all prisoners of order. (To be continued.) )