While Fiora was squatting in her room, being a homebody, frantically absorbing knowledge through dramas from various countries, and learning some hidden underlying cultural logic through comment sections and barrages, Lin En was working hard to help her scan Clear the impact of previous events.
Lin En's method was also extremely simple and crude. He just made things bigger and then simply acted on himself.
There is no difference between Naxino City and other cities. The same life is obscure and confusing. It shouldn't be. It's a pity and I'm sorry.
Lynn, like a fish in water.
However, people in some places don’t see it that way.
For example, there is an organization specially established to deal with uncooperative superpowers like Lin En.
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Squatting on the street, Lin En held a lollipop in his mouth, bleary-eyed, half-reclined and half-reclined on a rocking chair, watching the passers-by on the street.
The little cat also squatted on Linn's lap, eating a local thin biscuit and getting the crumbs all over Linn's legs.
This is a flea market organized voluntarily by residents and gradually expanding in scale. Most of the people coming and going are poor people and ordinary people. There are always some children and tourists from other places who come here to relax and have fun.
Overall, very peaceful and peaceful.
As for Lynn herself, she also enjoyed her rare vacation, selling some woolen socks, hammers, leather jackets, motorcycle accessories, and crackers.
These are all his trophies.
No, it's not crispy. It's a product used by kittens to supplement their household income.
However, this is the world of DC. In fact... it is the same in any world. Tranquility is difficult to exist for a long time...
"Lynn, someone seems to be causing trouble over there..."
"ah?"
Lynn was about to fall asleep. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw a group of idiots wearing retro leather jackets and with colorful hair. They were very thin and very fat, laughing loudly on the road in the middle of the market. , from time to time I would go to this stall to cause trouble, go to that stall to grab a glass of juice, tease some people's daughters and so on.
"Lynn, don't you care?"
"in spite of."
Lin En closed her eyes again: "They are unwilling to resist after being bullied. This bunch of useless people are so arrogant. If I am so willing to help, guess if they will be grateful to me.
Then I won’t become Batman.
Meow, as an adult, the most important self-discipline is to restrain your desire to correct others. Sometimes, the help you want to give to others is just to help yourself comfort your soul and prove that you are not a useless person. "
Linn lowered the hat on his face a little and started to sleep again.
"That's okay."
The little cat didn't look over there, and concentrated on dealing with the pancakes in his hand, killing them to pieces.
"Hey! Blind man! The one with the cat!"
"ah?"
Lin En took the hat covering his head, opened his eyes, and saw a lot of people squatting and standing in front of him.
"Don't you know this thing can't be sold casually? Where did you get it?"
The speaker was a guy who had three lip studs on his mouth, a tattoo of flames on his face, a cockscomb on his head, he was as skinny as a monkey, and he wore eye shadow.
He was carrying a leather jacket with nails on the shoulders from Lin En's stall. He shook it and put it on himself, while his companions behind him were also picking at Lin En's stall and making hilarious comments. Then he threw one thing away and picked up another, making the whole stall a mess.
"well……"
Linn sighed softly. He was really sleepy. After all, he had been working night shifts for many days. He really thought that running around the city to complete tasks did not require physical strength and no need to rest, right? Wouldn't that make him Batman!
Looking around, I saw that some of Lin En's colleagues had already started to pack up and leave. They were all avoiding Lin En's side.
"Damn it... Huh... If you like that dress, just take it and wear it. Don't gather here and affect my business, that's all."
Lin En said a few simple words and then put the hat on his face again.
Leather-clad army, you look at me and I look at you, vaguely feeling that you don't seem to get the [respect] you should get.
"Fake! Little rookie, do you know who you are talking to!"
"I'm sorry..."
Lin took off the hat on his face distractedly, Lin En was still sleepy, but already a little impatient.
He looked at the knife in the other person's hand and felt that he felt worse than eating a fly.
At this time, perhaps because of the fearful looks and evasive gestures of the people around him, the leather-clad cockscomb man enjoyed the atmosphere more and more, his eyes became brighter and his laughter became more wild.
Sometimes, some people are like this.
When a person has no special skills and wants to attract attention, he is eager to get the attention of others, and will often attract others' attention by doing things that are in good order or prohibited by law, in order to show that he is unique and unique.
In fact, the things he did were not difficult in themselves. It was just that people who had gone through the socialization process, were well-educated, and had parents to discipline them would not do it. For example, deliberately doing dangerous things, such as making loud noises in public, such as intentionally playing pranks, such as being hard-working yet timid, deceiving oneself and others to be a "bad person".
Lin En was extremely sure that the people in front of him were like this.
Being provoked by this kind of thing, Linn felt a sense of being insulted.
"We must kill both the powerful and the common people..."
"You're blind! What are you talking about!"
The cockscomb man started to play with the butterfly knife in his hand, and as the light and shadow flew around, he received another look of awe, so he became more and more proud, playing with the knife faster and faster.
In this series of actions, starting from the entrance to leaving, the most important thing in the middle is this kind of subduing the enemy without fighting. For people like Cockscomb Head, without such a process, he will This whole set of performance art is not perfect.
It's like forgetting to take off your socks when sleeping, or not wiping your butt when you defecate, it's very unsightly.
"I'm talking about you."
Linn stood up reluctantly. The kitten jumped to the side, avoiding the movement of a woman in leather clothes who wanted to pick it up. She picked up another crispy bag on the stall and jumped onto the chair that Linn had left. He continued his great cause of destroying the fragile ones on his own.
Lin En, on the other hand, had already stepped on the pavement of his stall and walked up to Cockscomb Head.
"This thing shouldn't be used like this."
While speaking, Lin En had already grabbed Cockscomb's wrist, and took out the butterfly knife from Cockscomb's hand with the other hand.
"As for a knife, it can either cut, peel, chop, or stab... It doesn't matter, but you can't waste its most important function.
Look, there's a blade here, a point here. "
Linn simply held the handle of the butterfly knife, rotated it casually, turned the knife head downward, and plunged it into his chest amidst Cockscomb Head's threats and curses.
In the shoulder.
"Ah——! Ah... you... you..."
Chicken Guan had a headache and suddenly lost strength in his legs. He was about to kneel on the ground limply, but his hand was still held by Lin En, so he could only be carried, spinning crookedly on the ground.
The people behind him all took a few steps back, then took out knives, daggers, baseball bats and other things, and stood there, shouting and cursing loudly, but no one came forward. forward.
Lin En turned around and looked around. Those fellow vendors who had been bullied and bullied just now did not hide from these guys just now. Instead, they were now avoiding Lin En. They tried their best to avoid Lin En's sight and stay away from him as much as possible. , Linn also saw someone who seemed to be taking pictures, with a look of shock and joy on his face. Some people also took out their mobile phones and were talking to someone on the phone while talking.
It seems that he is ready to hold the hand of justice, speak out the voice of justice, and call the police to arrest Linn~
"Ah……"
Linn smiled disdainfully.
"It seems that the choice I made just now is quite right."
Looking back, Lin En glanced at the guys who were still yelling and cursing, and his eyes gradually focused on his hand that was still holding the butterfly knife behind his back.
"There seems to be nothing wrong with my current choice."
Bah!
The handle of the knife was pulled out, bringing up a fountain of blood.
Linn wiped it smoothly and inserted the knife into the cockscomb's neck.
He let go of his hand and slowly fell to the ground. His legs twitched for a while, and after a while of scratching with his hands, he regained his composure.
"Next……"
Lin En turned his attention to someone, and then after a burst of blue smoke, he appeared in front of him, still holding the dagger in the person's hand.
"Next……"
Someone fell to the ground, and someone appeared erratically in front of another person.
"Can I see your knife?"
…
When Linn caught up with the last person, he was crying and sitting on a motorcycle, hurriedly trying to start the machine that once roared across the street.
"Don't... don't come here!"
boom--! !
The engine roared, and the two-wheeled steel monster roared towards Linn. After a muffled sound, the unmanned motorcycle drove forward, and after advancing for a certain distance, it fell to the ground.
Lin En walked forward step by step and stood in front of the bearded man who was hammered against the motorcycle and holding his chest.
"Give me."
"Ahem...please..."
"Give me the baseball bat."
He raised his hand tremblingly and handed the bloody baseball bat tremblingly to Lin's outstretched hand. The bearded man lying on the ground really shed tears.
"Please... I just... I haven't done anything too bad..."
"I know."
Lynn switched to a two-handed grip and used a standard swing, raising the bat high behind his shoulders.
"I do not care."
Bang.
The sound of a bat swinging and a watermelon hitting the ground.
Pang Rang~
The sound of a bat being thrown on the ground.
"Not only will we kill the powerful... but we will also kill the common people... Oh, who cares?"
Grinning a bloody smile at the faces on the street, Linn waved gently and walked away.
…
The screen went back for a second, and it was fixed on Lin En's smile. A black aunt put down the controller in her hand and walked sideways into the light and shadow.
"Your Majesty General, now, I think we should have sufficient evidence and reasons to eliminate Linn."
"Amanda..."
"Your Excellency General."
The black aunt named Amanda said coldly: "I will not continue to provide any evidence or opinions."
She pushed a document and moved in front of the general.
"I don't care, General, I don't care about that. I just want a formal order."
"..."
Swish, brush, brush~
In the conference room, I remembered the sound of the pen tip scratching.
Today’s normal update is 6/7000 words, and tomorrow’s monthly ticket will provide more updates.
Also, recommend a book, Seedlings
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