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"Captain, we all saw it. He was right. Kesler was the one who started the trouble. He is usually very arrogant. Last time, he even threw a homeless guy into a trash can!"
Several White Knights spoke up to support the first White Knight.
"I understand. Please disperse. Sorry, sir, we have caused you unnecessary trouble. We apologize."
The captain waved his hand, calling on the white knights surrounding Moyin and Dorothy to disperse, and then apologized sincerely.
He could more or less sense that Moyin was not an easy person to deal with, not to mention the fear revealed in the voices of those white knights, which clearly showed that they had seen some incredible scene.
There is no need to bring greater casualties over a dead person, let alone an unpopular dead person.
People die every day in Glithcity, so even if he is the White Knight, it's nothing special.
"Oh, you are quite polite. I didn't intend to embarrass you. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's take our leave."
Moyin shrugged. With his strength at this level, he would not lower himself to deliberately embarrass ordinary people. He ordered people to get rid of those who offended him and his enemies. Naturally, he did not intend to pursue any further matters regarding those White Knights who did not fight with him.
Of course, if they insist on fighting in order to cover up their ugly deeds, the price they have to pay is their lives.
"Okay, have a nice night."
The captain-level White Knight turned around and hurried away with the remaining White Knights.
"Wow, dear, you are really amazing. You can tear apart such thick armor with your bare hands."
Dorothy looked at Moyin with shining eyes and admiration.
"If you're combat trained, you can just target the weak spots in his armor. With your physical fitness, you can do that."
"Oh, I can't do that. I can't fight a soldier that big."
Dorothy shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Well, let me protect you then."
"Mmmmm~ How reassuring!"
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"Now, honey, can I still go drink in Valhalla later?"
Dorothy leaned against the car window and looked at the city moving away behind her.
She has been more or less bought out by Mo Yin, so she still needs to seek Mo Yin's opinion on this matter.
"Of course, you can come to Valhalla for a drink anytime you want. The rules are pretty relaxed there, so you can come and play whenever you want. But you're not a combatant, so I'm a little worried about your safety. It would be better if you could learn a little bit about how to fight, so that you can at least protect yourself."
"If you say so, dear~ then I will try my best, hehe~ so that I can come and have a drink with you again~"
"By the way, why are you calling Jill babe?"
Moyin asked curiously.
"I don't know, because I like her very much? She is a good listener. No matter what secrets you want to tell, just go to her. She will keep your secrets and hand you the drink you want at the right time! Thanks to her, I feel that Valhalla is the most relaxing place for me besides my home. It's just that there is no one else at home, so it's a little lonely."
"Well, I won't let you be alone in the future. The children in my family are very nice. You two will definitely become friends."
Moyin smiled and drove the SUV towards his headquarters.
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In another world, the Abyss Blood Cult.
Sitting in the magnificent hall, the girl sat on a high seat, with an old man crawling in front of her.
"Your Highness, we now have 90% of the market share. It is difficult to drive out the remaining 10% because their prices are too low. The people in the sales department hope to send out an execution force to carry out the assassination."
The former high priest answered humbly that he was in awe of Elina from the bottom of his heart.
The youngest female pope in history has changed the entire Abyss Blood Cult, allowing it to step out from the shadows and into the public eye, and has attracted a large number of followers.
"Idiot, why would you want to expel the 10% market share of the Sanctuary?"
Elina sneered.
Chapter 523: Only SCPs as Gifts
"Ah... But, you said we should seize the market, didn't you?"
The high priest was a little confused.
"Their extremely low prices are enough to meet people's needs, and we occupy 90% of the market share. No class in this city can live without our material supply. This business model is enough. It is wrong to kill everyone. Let ordinary people participate in the business to prove that we are competing fairly."
"We have already created a monopoly, but the 10 percent share is nothing to worry about."
Elina said confidently.
"Please understand your own position. We are not real businessmen. We are servants serving God."
"Yes, that's right. I'm terrified."
The high priest lowered his head in horror. The huge success and profits in business made him a little arrogant. Now that Elena had pointed it out to him, he realized the problem... He was not a businessman at all, and he could not guarantee a devout heart of faith. He was afraid that He would bring down divine punishment on him.
"So what should we do in the future?"
"To expand our influence to other external regions is simply to spread the doctrine."
Alina waved her hand casually, giving instructions.
"What if we encounter a local sect? After all, the ones we send are outsiders, and the other side has the advantage in personnel."
"Why not just kill them? I remember that the Strategy Department bribed some investigators from the Special Investigation Bureau last time? If they encounter a difficult target, they can secretly place a bounty on them."
"Have you forgotten that we are a sect that believes in evil gods? Do you still need me to teach you something like this?"
"Ha, thank you for your trouble."
The high priest lowered his head and said humbly that as an adult, he gradually lost himself in money and status, and gradually forgot what made him gain all this.
But the little figure sitting in the high seat, should we say that she is worthy of being favored by the gods? She is the only one who has the most devout faith.
"Go down."
Elina waved her hand, and the high priest bowed respectfully before leaving the hall.
“Huh… I was obviously acting like a good girl, but you didn’t even come over to look at me. Uh, uh, uh, that’s too much. Am I unattractive as a girl?”
"Indeed, compared to others, I am still a child and have nothing attractive to men, but, but I do have room for development, there must be room, right?"
Elina tore off her clothes and looked at her barren breasts with tears in her eyes... After all, she was not even twelve years old, so it was impossible for her to develop.
"Well, I have to think of a way to trick him into coming over to play with me. It would be bad if I make him angry without a reasonable excuse."
Elina thought carefully.
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"...What is that...weird thing?"
Back at his headquarters, Moyin looked at a strange statue in the reception hall with a twitching mouth. . . He remembered that this thing had a different title? SCP173. . . . A dangerous SCP that would move and rush over to break a person's neck the moment they weren't looking.
"Ah! Commander, Commander! This is a gift sent to me by a troll friend I made online. It's really magical! As long as you're not looking at it, it will actively massage your neck!"
MDR said excitedly.
"Neck...massage?"
Moyin felt that his brain was a little confused... Wait, maybe it's because the skeleton of the tactical humanoid is made of Gundamium alloy, and the strength of this material is much higher than that of SCP173 itself, so MDR mistakenly thinks it is an automatic neck massager... Maybe.
This is like using an egg to smash a stone. The stone will not be broken no matter what.
and many more. .
What bastard netizen sent this as a gift? No matter how you think about it, this thing is meant to kill MDR, the idiot, right? ? ? ?
Most importantly, he didn't want these weird things in his command center.
"Agent... um, find out who sent this SCP173. I want to kill him."
Moyin pressed the communication button on the tactical headset with a dark face.
"Understood. I'll go investigate right away."
The agent's voice came back quickly.
"Hey, why did you kill the person who gave me the gift?"
MDR looked confused.
"Are you stupid? This thing was sent here to kill your whole family! If it weren't for the fact that your own endoskeleton is made of Gundamium alloy, a high-strength alloy, you would have no way to deal with it. Otherwise, when I come back, everyone's necks will be broken, and the consequences will be damned!"
Moyin smashed MDR's head with an iron fist and glared at her unhappily.
"Woo woo woo, P7 can pick up soldier ants to raise, SOP2 can raise bananas, why can't I raise a powerful pet?"
"I'll give you a dragon rider to keep as a pet. If that doesn't work, I'll give you a scorpion beast. If you want a pet like a dragon, I can even go to another world and try to catch one for you."
"But please don't raise such a weird thing for me!!!"
Moyin took out a pistol loaded with micro black hole bullets and shot SCP173. SCP173 was immediately swallowed by the fleeting micro black hole.
He didn't want to make the hall of his own command center a bloody mess. He remembered that this thing seemed to have blood, and he didn't want to gain power from its blood.
"Honey, what was that thing just now? Was it very strong?"
Dorothy asked curiously.
"I only know a little bit about it. It's a special creature... The main thing is that it will urinate and defecate everywhere. It's so disgusting. I don't want it to stay in my headquarters at all."
Moyin said, glaring at MDR again.
"Well, which pets don't urinate and defecate anywhere? Isn't that the result of training? Commander, you should give me some time."
MDR held his head and whispered his dissatisfaction to Moyin.
"I don't think soldier ants and bananas excrete."
Moyin answered MDR with a cold look.
“They’re robot dogs!”
"Then you should also get me this kind of electronic pet! Otherwise, you can go scrub the floor and the toilet!"
"Commander? I wonder if I could ask why you are discussing whether bananas can be excreted?"
An angry voice came from behind Moyin. When he turned around, he saw RO635 holding a loudspeaker, staring at him with dull eyes.