Chapter 48 [024] Moonlight Justice, Spiritual Oath
Chapter 48 [024] Moonlight Justice, Spiritual Oath
One of the two bounty hunters in the cab, upon hearing the Collector's order, stretched his body and walked towards the back seat.
His clothes are a combination of western cowboy and oriental knight. He has an electronic samurai sword with a thick scabbard on his waist. All six LED lights on the scabbard are on, indicating that the samurai sword has been fully charged.
"I am Zwick, the Thousand-Man Killer. I advise Miss Mu Yue not to act rashly."
Zwick has a Western face, but he likes his black hair very much. He specially makes a samurai hairstyle with half of his hair tied on top of his head and a toothpick in his mouth.
Mu Yue watched Zwick approaching her. Zwick quickly passed the collector and the female assistant and was only two steps away from Mu Yue.
"'Thousands of Killers', huh? You killed a lot of people? Did they all deserve to be killed?"
Mu Yue asked the question even though she knew the answer, or maybe she was trying to "induce a confession."
Zwick made a puzzled expression: "People are killed simply because they appear in the wrong place. This is what the Quyan and I do."
"Quechi Monk" refers to the bounty hunter who is driving. The burly monk wears a dark hat and often mutters something that is not sure whether it is scriptures or spells.
"So that's how it is. Since you two are birds of a feather..." Mu Yue's right eye began to gather bright light, and she aimed carefully so as not to affect the animal-eared girl on the right side of the Collector.
Zwick suddenly drew his sword, and all six LED lights on the scabbard went out, indicating that the magnetic rail acceleration energy had been used up!
Flesh and leather were pierced, the tip of the knife was stained with blood, and Mu Yue's ultimate skill was interrupted.
Blood seeped out of Mu Yue's police bag. Zwick quickly sheathed the knife and returned it to the sheath to recharge.
"No need to look, it's already dead." Zwick was confident in his knife skills. "From the moment you got in the car, you never completely zipped up the bag, in order to leave some breathing space for the pet, right?"
The policewoman's heart sank. Before getting in the car, she bought another hamster to carry with her. Due to time constraints, she only had time to name it "Hamster C". She didn't expect that the breathing hole she left would harm it.
The Collector no longer concealed his malicious intent; he hid behind Zwick, his face full of greedy anticipation.
"Hehehe... Mu Yue, do you think I don't know about the supernatural power "Moonlight Justice" that you awakened when you were 8 years old? This is rated as an "S-level supernatural power" by the company. There is no way I didn't take precautions early on."
The Collector held up two skinny fingers.
"Moonlight Justice has two mental bonds. First, it can only attack evil beings and cannot intentionally involve innocent people. Second, it can only be used in the face of danger in order to protect your family."
The Collector's description was all correct. It was said that the company knew everyone's special abilities, and as the Collector was about to enter the company's elder council, it was not uncommon for him to obtain internal information from the company.
Every time Mu Yue faced a war, especially when he had to break into the enemy camp alone, he would buy a hamster or a mini rabbit, and regard it as a member of the family in his heart, thereby satisfying his spiritual vow of "Moonlight Justice".
"What a irony!" The Collector laughed obnoxiously with his weakened body. "I am your family! I am the existence of evil! Your pet is dead, who can you protect here? Me? Hahahahahaha!"
"Mr. Collector," Zwick asked his employer for advice, "if Miss Mu Yue shoots you, can I cut the bullet into pieces and kill her at the same time?"
The collector restrained his smile and said, "You watch her in the car, and wait until I come back after buying the painting before you do it. If she resists, you must chop off her hands while she is still alive. The color of a person's hands will not be beautiful after death."
Zwick used his tongue to move the toothpick between his lips: "It's okay to cut off the hand first and then kill, right? What about the body?"
Collector: "As usual, I'll give it to the Quehn to burn."
The two of them discussed openly and recklessly, treating Mu Yue as a person who was doomed to die.
Mu Yue did not show any fear of being in a desperate situation. She took a sip of soda to replenish her sugar.
The walkie-talkie on the shoulder strap of the police uniform was silent. Ever since leaving the inner city, the walkie-talkie had been in a signal failure state.
The task of escorting the collector alone was assigned to me by the Chief of Police. The malfunction of the walkie-talkie could not be a mere coincidence, which made it impossible for me to contact the outside world.
Could it be that the Chief of Police... Uncle, has betrayed me? I don't believe it! I must escape from here and go to Uncle to ask for clarification!
And you...
Mu Yue shifted her eyes to the girl with animal ears. The poor girl was blindfolded, and no matter what happened in the outside world, she remained in a bent kneeling position, not daring to make even a sound.
If you speak out, you will be punished horribly? I can't imagine what kind of hell you are going through here.
I will definitely rescue you! When the collector goes to buy paintings, it seems that only Zwick will stay in the car. Then it will be time to escape!
In order not to alert the enemy, Mu Yue tried not to look at the girl with animal ears directly, but began to associate her with Vale in her heart.
They both have black skin, and their ears and tails look similar. If I rescue her, she might become my friend, right? It's not impossible that we could become family members soon.
She is my family, she is my family, she is my family…
Mu Yue began to hypnotize herself. She was already very familiar with the psychological training of treating a pet as a family member immediately after purchasing it, but this was the first time she had to cram for help at the last minute after meeting the beast-eared girl by chance.
Zwick is a strong enemy, and there can be no mistakes. I must prepare myself mentally for the "family" before the opportunity comes! She is my family, I will definitely save her. She is my family, I will definitely save her...
As more and more emotions were projected, Mu Yue felt a heavy sadness in her heart.
If time and space change, the one kneeling here might be Vale. This is the sin of our Han family. I am guilty of being born here...
※※※
Settlement No. 49, the Colosseum auditorium.
Han Tiancheng had no idea that his daughter was in danger, nor that the collector's car was approaching. He watched the fight between the boy and the mutant wolfhound intently.
Butler Nestor guessed correctly. The dog-fighting boy actually won in the end. As the red mutant wolfhound fell in the dust, a burst of curses broke out in the ordinary audience seats:
"The match is fake! Return your money!"
"Inuyasha you died miserably!"
"The gladiator's club must be poisoned! Cheating, this is cheating!"
The young gladiator ignored the curses. He himself was also seriously injured. With half of his body covered in blood, he stepped on the wolfhound's corpse and proudly showed his muscular body to the audience.
"Thank you! Thank you for your support!" Under the illumination of searchlights all around, the young gladiator ignored the plastic water bottles thrown from above, "One day I will definitely participate in the Bull Fighting Warrior Grand Prix in the inner city! I will also become a five-time champion and break the previous record!"
The fat man with rosacea sitting on Han Tiancheng's right spat on the ground and drank again. He bet on the wolfhound to win, but lost.
Han Tiancheng did not place a bet. He saw the young fighter leaving the field and about to pass by the VIP seats here.
"Nestor," Han Tiancheng asked the old butler, "Do you have a pen, writing paper, and envelope?"
Nestor took these out of his black suit with ease. Han Tiancheng frowned and said, "It's ok to have a pen, but why do you carry letter paper and envelopes with you?"
Nestor, wearing a gas mask, smiled slightly, his voice a little dull: "Because I am the butler."
Using the back of the front seat as a cushion, Han Tiancheng wrote something on the letter paper and wrote an address on the envelope. When the young fighter passed by, Han Tiancheng stood up and stuffed the envelope into his hand.
"Young man, this is a letter of introduction." Although Han Tiancheng's hand was trembling slightly due to long-term alcoholism, his face regained some of the demeanor of the deputy chief of police. "At least there are still some people in the police department who will look up to me. Go to the inner city to apply for the police academy and get a job as a city policeman. I don't want to see you at the bullfight."
The young man was stunned. He thought Han Tiancheng was going to spit on him because he lost money.
Although his forehead and shoulders were bleeding, the boy smiled brightly as he took the letter of introduction.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I will consider it. The day after tomorrow I will be fighting two wolfhounds at the same time. Would you like to come and see me, sir?"
Han Tiancheng suddenly had a strong urge to start scolding, but he quickly realized that he was not qualified. He could only hold on to the railing and watch the young fighter enter the backstage in silence.
"Master, a moment of kindness can't save a few people."
After Han Tiancheng sat back in his seat depressed, Nestor advised him.
"After Madam passed away, I know you couldn't get over it. But you have other people who need protection, right? Miss Mu Yue is alone in the police system, have you ever thought about coming out again?"
"Mu Yue doesn't need me." Han Tiancheng picked up the bottle and tried to get himself drunk again. "Her uncle is the Chief of Police. With the Chief of Police as her backing, why would she need an annoying drunkard like me?"
Nestor began to choose his words carefully: "Master, your brother, Mr. Tianxiong...if that incident had not happened 12 years ago, shouldn't you be the Chief of Police now?"
Han Tiancheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly gave a wry smile and poked the old butler with his elbow.
"Nestor...stirring up discord among brothers is not something you would do. Tianxiong is different from me. He is loyal to the family wholeheartedly and regards Mu Yue as the hope of the family. To be honest, although I don't want to admit it, he is more suitable to be the Chief of Police than me."
Nestor stopped talking about this topic. From the height of the VIP audience seats, he could just see the village road in the distance. Nestor saw a special car with an extra-long model and an exaggeratedly luxurious appearance.
"Sir, isn't that the Collector's car? What is he doing in such a remote place?"
The collector's luxury car slowed down at the entrance of the village, but soon accelerated again and drove away along the dilapidated road.
Han Tiancheng raised his eyelids slightly: "Who knows what that guy is doing here, maybe he is just passing by."
(End of this chapter)