After being fired from the diamond squid, I became a sea patrol ranger.

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"Oh, it's you?"

A hint of coldness flashed in the robin's eyes, but it quickly recovered, revealing a smile as it nodded gently to the fat man.

However, Spah was not very polite. He shifted his gaze to the fat man's belly, pulled out his cigarette butt, and gestured repeatedly.

“I am the governor here, Miss Robin.”

The fat man patted his belly and put on a smile:

"The contract states that your concert, which will be held for the entire planet, is tomorrow. Please head to your hotel to rest early; your vehicle is ready."

As he spoke, the fat governor jogged quickly, turned to the side, and gestured with his arm to the right.

Beep! Beep...

Accompanied by the sound of a horn, a black sedan drove up from a distance, kicking up clouds of dust.

The car ran up behind the natives, but instead of going around them, it drove straight at them.

Whoops!

Like a wild beast rushing into a sheep.

Only then did the natives realize they had to stand up. One by one, they covered their heads and ran away in a panic, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Spall observed the car and found it to be strangely shaped, resembling a snake, with more than twenty seats inside.

That thing is more like a bus with a streamlined front than a sedan.

That's really exaggerated.

Then, another bus appeared here, with only four seats in the front and back, which wouldn't surprise me.

Spare, with his heart full of emotion, took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled a cloud of white smoke, and let it dissipate into the air.

He saw the portly governor pull the limousine open, a forced smile plastered on his face. His cheeks twitched repeatedly.

"Miss Robin, and all your companions, please get in the car. I will take you to the most luxurious hotel on this planet!"

As the governor spoke, the diamond in his mouth sparkled.

The robin didn't reply, but smiled and gazed at the governor. Spall noticed that the girl's brow furrowed slightly.

It seems... he's just like me, dissatisfied with the governor.

Spall also noticed that the robin's gaze shifted, glancing to the right.

Oh?

What is she looking at?

Spare was curious, so he followed the girl's gaze, turned his head, and saw a dozen or so heads peeking out from about fifty paces to his right.

Those people were all emaciated and dressed in rags, their eyes filled with a simple, honest curiosity.

Yet, hidden deep within their curiosity lay countless fears. In their pupils, the governor's obese figure was reflected.

They were afraid of the governor.

That guy's fat body and luxurious car—who knows how many people's blood were spilled to get them...

Thinking of this, Spall wished he could conjure up a gun right then and there, point it at the governor's head, and execute him on the spot with a "bang".

But considering the robin was still beside him, he didn't want the scene to become too ugly, so he restrained his impulse.

but!

I, for one, absolutely refuse to ride in this fatso's car!

Spall thought to himself, and a stream of blue energy rose from the soles of his feet.

"Sorry, we don't take the car."

The robin chuckled and bowed slightly to the fat governor.

Spall was surprised. He turned his head and noticed that although the girl's lips were smiling, a chill had seeped into the depths of her pupils.

The chill was negligible. Had Spah not repeatedly teetered on the brink of death, it would have been difficult for him to discern the robin's murderous intent.

Perhaps... I shouldn't have treated her like an innocent little rabbit.

Spazó.

“Miss Robin! It’s over ten kilometers from here to the hotel. You’re in good health, and you have a performance tomorrow…”

The governor's voice trembled, and the fat on his chin jerked with it. He stepped forward, pressed himself against the robin, and pleaded.

“Governor, you’ve gone to a lot of trouble. However, I believe in harmony and would like to experience the harmony of the planet and the earth more closely.”

The robin bowed again. Then, ignoring the governor, she strode past him.

The girl sped past the car without looking back.

Jiu

Spah waved to the rest of his entourage, who then followed closely behind the robin.

The governor tried to stop him again. But Kosper reached out and grabbed his shoulder, his nails digging into his flesh.

"Sir, you..."

The governor's lips moved, but he stopped abruptly after only a few words, lowered his head, and looked down at his waist.

There, a pistol was being propped up.

Spall leaned close to the governor's ear and whispered:

"Perhaps you've killed many people to climb to your current position. But let me tell you one thing: in terms of the number of people you've killed, you're no match for me!"

After saying that, Spah waved and turned to leave.

Only the fat governor remained, trembling slightly.

"You're really something, Spa. I must say, you're still as decisive and capable as ever!"

The robin leaned close to Spall's ear and whispered something.

"What? Don't you think I'm being too fierce?"

Spah grinned, took a sip of his cigarette, only to find it was almost burned to the end. Helpless, he threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice.

"Harmony is not just about the Virgin Mary. If you can't distinguish between friend and foe, then goodwill is just like the farmer who saved the snake."

"The robin whispered."

She looked up and gave Spall a reproachful glance: "You don't actually think I'm some kind of innocent, pure-hearted person, do you?"

"No way! The company claims to be protecting the planet, but it still turned an entire planet into a sea of ​​fire, didn't it?"

"I think you're being sarcastic, but I have no proof."

"How could that be? I used to be a high-ranking executive in the company!"

Spare shook his head and said.

The two whispered to each other as they walked toward a building not far away.

They looked around and discovered that the grayish-white buildings were not merely dilapidated. Their rock faces bore faint traces of black scorch marks. Spall knew these were traces of gunpowder.

war!

A war recently took place here.

Spall thought to himself.

He took a few more steps and suddenly felt the air was filled with heat, and bursts of noise rose from not far away.

Seriously... what are these natives doing?

Spall didn't want to get involved, but he saw the robin quicken his pace and walk toward the source of the sound.

Spall, unwilling to abandon the girl, shook his head and chased after her.

Chapter 141 The Arm of a Lowly Person! Worth Only Half a Bread!

The two quickened their pace.

The gray-white buildings receded into the distance, like a train passing by. The air was filled with the smell of earth, mixed with the stench of sewage.

The noise grew louder. Spa trudged through the mud, turned a corner, and saw a dozen or so natives standing by the roadside, pointing towards the center of the road.

There, a middle-aged woman lay limply, her eyes filled with tears, her knees soaked with dirty water.

"My purse! That bastard stole my money! My life-saving money!"

The woman sobbed, her cheeks flushed, her eyes fixed on a certain spot, her fingertips digging deep into the soil.

Is it money to save a life?

Even if I don't want to get involved, the robin will probably still interfere, right?

Spall turned his gaze and saw the robin lift her skirt, avoid the mud on the ground, and approach the woman.

Inquire about the situation?

Girl, your efficiency is too slow... Looks like I'll have to step in.

Spah rolled his eyes, shifted his gaze, and looked in the direction the woman's head was facing, concentrating the power of destiny in his eyes.

He saw a thin figure running, clutching a money bag in her hand, her footsteps splashing through the sewage.

The person had already run more than a hundred meters away.

"Sigh! In this slum, if you lose money, you really can't get it back. Who knows how far the thief might have gone?"

Among the robin's entourage, someone spoke from the bottom of their heart.

"Perhaps the thief is hiding among the people. But it's no use, it's a slum after all..."

"Oh! How pitiful."

The entourage members whispered among themselves.

Spall glared at them, and they immediately shut up.

Can't it be recovered?

That's only true for you.

A blue liquid rose from beneath Spa's feet. With a slight stomp, his body transformed into a gust of wind and vanished without a trace.

The entourage blinked, bewildered:

what happened?

Spa has disappeared again?

Before they could react, Spah teleported back to them, this time holding a small child in his arms.

In an instant, both the entourage and the natives were stunned, staring blankly at Spa.

The woman on the ground, in particular, opened her lips wide, her movements frozen, maintaining the gesture of pointing the way.

This... they've already arrested the petty thief?

Me! My purse!

The woman turned her eyes and glanced at the child's hand, seeing the tattered cloth-stitched bundle, and her eyes reddened.

She snapped out of her daze, sprang to her feet, ran quickly to the child and the money, grabbed the purse, and carefully pinned it to her chest.

Such a movement naturally caught the attention of the robin.

She gave Spall a long look.

Although the robin had survived several close calls, he had gained a deep understanding of Spa's abilities.

But to her utter surprise, the other party had already resolved the matter before she could even figure out what was going on.

The robin knew that this was not something that could be accomplished with force alone.

"Speak! Why did you steal the money!"

Spall's tone was icy as he forcefully threw the boy to the ground, covering him in mud as if he were covered in coal.

He shifted his gaze and noticed that the boy had a sallow complexion, was skin and bones, and his clothes were covered with more than a dozen holes that had not been patched.

What was even more startling was that the boy had already lost sight in one eye, which was carelessly covered with straw.