Chapter Thirty-Six: Anti-Killing and... Orders that were ignored

ā€œ... I'll tell you, if you keep chasing like this, I'm going to fight back..."Yu Ping looked at the group of people who surrounded themselves on a certain one-way street in the Holy City, and warned in a cold voice: "Don't think that I don't want to fight you because I'm afraid of you..."

"Less... Talking nonsense!" The panting blonde youth wiped the sweat from his face and said angrily, "Obediently put down Ina... Miss, let's beat us up and I'll let you go!"

In fact, at this moment, the blonde young man's heart is very aggrieved... Because he knew that the young man in front of him who appeared inexplicably was only a second-order... But it's a student of the First Academy in the continent... No, judging from the speed and strength he had shown before, even in St. Finland, he should be an oversized existence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although he is a fifth-order warrior, there is a lot of water in this 'fifth-order'... Most of the fourth-order or even third-order students in St. Finland should be able to abuse themselves with ease...

However, what made him sad was that just when he was about to admit it, pretending to hunt down this messy guy and go home to take a shower and sleep... An idle big man with a sore egg... Oh no, that big guy doesn't have eggs, he's a female.

In short, it was a panicked being who had great power in the Holy City who forcibly wanted him to hunt down the intruder and provide information on the location of the target.

Looking at the 'gentle and kind' smile on the other party's face when he 'requested', the blonde youth couldn't refuse... He vaguely remembered the last person who had rejected the seemingly amiable lady's request, and it seemed that he was still picking up soap in the Holy City prison.

Although his family still has a certain amount of power in the Holy City, compared to the lady in front of him, the gap is like that of a kitten and a tiger... Even if she ordered herself to, she would probably have to bite the bullet.

I knew that I wouldn't mess with the runaway lady!! I was really kicked by a unicorn in the brain, so I wanted to go against her will, and wanted to get close to her by sending her back!!

Here, let's remember the name of this young man who was about to fall unlucky: Tony Hill.

However, no matter how sad his heart was at this moment, he still had to pretend to be aggressive, and constantly oppress this oversized second-order fighter in front of him.

"Whew... This is the last warning..."Yu Ping stared at an arrogant look of arrogance, and kept slowly approaching his blonde little rascal, and said coldly: "If you don't give way again... I promise, no matter what happens to me after that, but you'll have to lie down and get out of here today. ā€

Don't! Just give me a light beating! I'll cooperate! Promise to fall with one punch! Don't be so ruthless!

Tony, who was wailing in his heart, still had an arrogant look on his face that kept approaching Yu Ping, and he looked unconcerned about his previous warnings.

"You forced me..."Yu Ping sighed, knowing that this battle was inevitable, he slowly pulled out a light blue long knife from his waist, the blade pointed directly at the 'blonde little rascal' Tony, and said lightly: "So... Next, let's start with you. ā€

"Hold on~ Miss Ina," before actually doing it, Yu Ping reminded the white-haired girl on her back, "Next, it may be a little bumpy..."

Ina didn't answer directly, but just hugged Yu Ping's arms a little harder.

A minute later... In this relatively deserted alley, the 'chaser' who was already lying on the ground....Yu Ping looked at the group of miscellaneous fish that he easily 'solved' in a minute at the entrance of the alley, and there was also a trace of doubt in his heart.

He didn't do anything ruthless, he just gave each of them a shot with the back of the Demon Scattering Blade... But just like that, the other party was all solved with one blow?!

"It feels... It's a bit too weak..."Yu Ping muttered to himself: "Although I knew from the beginning that it was just a bunch of scum... But it's even weaker than I thought... Are these guys really fourth-order warriors?"

"It's just because you're too strong~My 'Brave Lord'~" The white-haired girl Ina laughed again when she heard this, and teased: "That's why I can easily get rid of them~"

At the same moment, the top of the clock tower.

"The Enforcer's Seventh Reserve... There is a conflict between magic cultivators on Street 92, one side has been wiped out, and the murderer is a teenager with a white-haired girl on his back... Send me a few people to intercept them!Come on~ If you succeed in capturing him alive, you will be upgraded to a regular team~"

The middle-aged nun took out a pale green crystal and said to it, "And... The target is only to capture the girl alive, especially not to hurt the white-haired girl!

ā€œ... Understood, Serra-sama. A voice full of seriousness came from the pale green crystal, "Your will will be fully executed!"

"You're going a little too far, Serra," White said with a smile after seeing the middle-aged woman put away the pale green crystal, "You're trying to make Yu Ping's kid into a wanted man's rhythm..."

"Whether he is a wanted criminal or not is not a matter of the old lady's words," the middle-aged woman named Serra glanced at the white-haired old man and said with a smile: "What's more, no matter what, it's just a 'good show', isn't it?"

On the other side of the Holy City, a young man with a grim expression and a very tough look at first glance also put away his pale green crystal... Then he lay down on the bench and began to pretend to sleep.

"That's... Captain, shouldn't we be carrying out the order now, and immediately arrest the prisoner that the captain personally ordered to be arrested?" Standing next to the tough young man, a watermelon-headed young man who looked a little indecisive said with some twist, "Is it really okay to sleep here so easily?"

The tough man swept him meaningfully when he heard this, and without much explanation, he continued to close his eyes... This time, there was also a snoring sound, apparently having officially fallen asleep.

Watermelon-headed boy: "... Anyway, why do you look lazy?"

Yes, this is the rest room of the Enforcer's Seventh Reserve as Serra said... However, all the members present, except for the watermelon-headed boy, seemed to ignore the order just now?

Sleeping sleeping, picking feet, and a few playing cards... A lazy look.

"Now, newcomer, you don't know the rules of the Holy City's enforcers... And the bad character of the captain..."The team member who was picking his feet explained to a confused watermelon-headed boy, "That 'order' just now must have been a bad 'joke' on that Serra-sama... So it's better to pretend that you haven't heard of it. ā€

Watermelon-headed boy: "....what?"

"To put it simply... The existence of our reserve team exists as a 'supplementary source' for the formal law enforcement team..."The Foot Picker slowly explained while picking his feet: "Under normal circumstances, the best way to 'promote' from the Reserve Team to the official Law Enforcement Team is to break through to the seventh order of magic power... However, most of the members of the reserve team are only fifth-order, and a few captains are sixth-order, so in the order just now, the sentence that we will be promoted by completing the task is completely nonsense..."

The watermelon-headed boy looked confused when he heard this, but the foot-picking man continued to talk to himself.

"So, nine times out of ten, that 'mission' is fake... It's very likely that it's just an idle egg, because the captain is single, so it's not good to see a certain couple on the street..."At this point, the foot-picking man paused, as if he had thought of something funny, and continued: "That's why I gave such a mischievous order... Especially the last one, which is only allowed to be captured alive and not to hurt the target... I'm afraid that the little couple she wants us to arrest has a pretty big background in the Holy City..."

"So," the foot-picking man summed up, and said to the watermelon-headed man with black lines on his head with a serious face: "Don't take it seriously, just listen to it... If you really try to catch that 'boy with white hair on his back', not only will it not do any good, but it will cause a lot of trouble..."