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Chapter 39 Patrols and gangsters

Not long after, Kellot bought a cup of hot milk in a small shop on the side of the road and held it in his left hand. He drank one or two sips of warmth from time to time. In his right hand, he held a rubber baton and kept swaying. This was also the configuration given to each police officer by the garrison.

As Angelina said, this is not a chaotic port of Duras, and the peace on the surface must be maintained, so all major forces in the city have received warnings from the Duras government.

The content is very simple, that is, fighting each other can be done, and it doesn’t matter if some cold weapons are used to kill people. But if an organization dares to shoot on the street casually, then they will understand who is the city in the shortest time!

The police officers in the garrison naturally have restrictions on this. Unless they encounter dangerous situations, such as the criminal holding weapons or being extremely aggressive, they will be punished if they shoot at will.

Patrol officers like Kylot and Angelina generally don’t meet any killers. Most of the time, they are people like gangsters, and a rubber stick is enough.

"Kellot, did you read yesterday's newspaper? I remember there seemed to be reports today."

"What?"

"Giant! You won't miss seeing it, giants appear in the Ashes Plain!! Tsk tsk, what if it rushes to the city..."

Giant attacks are not uncommon for people in this world, and in fact most cities have experienced this.

"Look at the street in front, it is the more famous chaotic neighborhood in Dongcheng District. There are many gangsters in it. Most of the black forces have their own pubs or nightclubs and other profitable places. We should try our best to maintain deterrence when we went there, otherwise those gangsters might cause trouble for us."

The two of them walked to a street intersection while chatting. Angelina took out a baton from her waist and held it in her hand. Her body, which was originally a little loose, was tense, and seemed to be on guard against some sudden attack. In Kellot's opinion, this girl was probably so obsessed with someone before, so she was quite sensitive to this situation.

Walking into this block, just like Angelina said, the place here gives people a bit of chaos. At least there were not so many messy graffiti on both sides of the street in that block just now, and there were no drunks lying on the side of the road. I don’t know if it was frozen to death or simply fell asleep.

The nightclubs on both sides of the street are closed, but there are several taverns open, but there shouldn't be many customers, which makes people feel a little deserted.

I don’t know if the cleaning staff hasn’t come here yet or they dare not come here, but there are a lot of wine bottles and various kinds of garbage piled up on the street.

He frowned and kicked away a bottle of wine in front of him with a lot of wine. He squatted down and poked the drunkard's chest with a baton. He confirmed that the other party could still kick him and then stretched his feet to the side to push him, so that he could not be crushed to death by passing vehicles. He would also ask him to report to the people coming from the garrison to collect the body.

"Hey, look, new face, I remember that the two policemen who were patrolling the last time were not you, but it's okay... they are all policemen anyway."

Kelot, who was walking forward, heard the sound from the side, turned around and found that there were several black forces members who were dressed in rags and had some unidentified runes thorned on them. Although they didn't know what they wanted to do, Kelot always felt that these people seemed to want to do something.

Hearing the wind coming from behind his head, Kylot turned around and waved the baton to thrust it, and found that it seemed like he had pulled something soft. When he looked closely, he found that it was a ball of mud in a transparent plastic bag that was hanging on the front of his baton.

The stench that came later made Kylot's face darken. Although he had thought that there might be a gangster, he did not expect that this would happen. Fortunately, he reacted quickly to use a baton to stop it, otherwise he would not have to eat lunch today.

But his reaction was fast enough, but it did not mean that Angelina beside him reacted as fast as he did! Angelina, who was already a little sensitive, had also responded to avoiding her when she was treated the same as Kelot, but was still hit on the foot by the disgusting thing. Now she was looking at her feet with a red look on her face. Kelot noticed that she had begun to reach her hand towards the pistol around her waist.

"Angelina, calm down now. There is a shoe store in the neighborhood I came here just now. You should have money. I mind that you will buy a new pair of shoes immediately and leave it to me for treatment. I promise you will relax a lot when you come back. I have to make these gangsters pay a little."

If Angelina was asked to shoot, let alone whether she could hit the gang members who were prepared for a long time, it would not be a good impression to shoot on the street at work on the first day, and Kylot had a better idea than shooting and killing those gangsters directly.

Looking at Angelina running out of the block, Kylot turned around and looked back at the laughing gangsters. Instead of throwing away his baton, he took it in his hand and walked towards them.

"I want to ask if you have leaders? Are you members of a certain organization or gang?"

"How is that? I can tell you, our boss is...well!"

After getting the answer he wanted, Kylot directly raised his hand and stabbed the baton that was still stained with those strange objects into the mouth of the gang member who had just spoken, and then kicked him onto the wall on the street next to him.

The person who came with him next to the young man naturally refused to see his companion being treated like this, so he immediately surrounded Kelot, each looking eager to try. It seemed that the uniform of the garrison on Kelot could not have too much deterrent to them.

But Kellot doesn't have to rely on his uniform to shock them. He is more accustomed to using his fists to make the other party understand his words, well... a deep understanding!

A punch hit the elbow of a gang member who was punching the left. The huge force made his arm appear strangely twisted. This was not enough. Kylot's next kick hit his calf without stopping. The crisp sound of bone cracks sounded again, causing him to lie directly on the ground and began to wail.

He rushed forward a few steps and kicked it in the chest of another gang member. He flew back without saying a word and hit the wall of a nearby nightclub, almost shaking the panels on the door of the house. When he fell down, he was finally covered in blood and collapsed on the ground.

The owner of the nightclub rushed out cursingly, and saw the blood gushing out of the young man's mouth, and ran back a few seconds later.
Chapter completed!
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