Enforcer Manual
Chapter 110: The Man Who Deceived Destiny_1

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: The Man Who Deceived Destiny_1

"Whoever commits a crime must pay the price, I agree with your perspective."

Roger began to speak, which was also his principle all along that before a criminal returned to humanity, they needed to atone for their past actions.

In fact, his patient, Lyon Seabot, definitely intended to do the same.i

If the Foster family retaliated against Lyon legally, he would likely spend the rest of his life in prison. In order to maintain his position, Lyon did indeed have to lower his standards step by step and become an accomplice to the Foster family. ;

However, his awakening was quenched by an unexpected visitor who claimed to be a public servant of the United Government.

From his words, the United Government did not support such desperate actions; they hoped to bury the hatchet, with both sides taking a step back.

"So how should the public servants who privately broke the laws of the United Government and the Foster family, the instigators of all this, be dealt with?"

He asked.

His lifelong principle has been built on the premise that law can truly bring justice. But in this matter, the true sinners clearly hadn’t received the punishment they deserved. The laws of the United Government stood on the side of the Foster family. "Shouldn’t the true source of evil be judged first before Lyon is judged? Or is it that the justice you uphold can vary depending on the situation and identity?"

After Roger finished speaking, a long silence fell inside the bar.

Ophir leaned against the wall, standing not far from the others.

Lyon seemed to want to shoulder everything on his own, using his death as the end of this series of farcical events. However, this time Ophir did not intend to comply with his personal wishes.

The Mohican gangster who entered the bar door locked it, and each person switched to their weapon of choice.

"I understand."

After a moment, Pero nodded thoughtfully.

At this point, everyone in the room chose to stand with sin.

Or perhaps, this place, this city, was filled with sin right from the start.

"The mayor who helps the tyrant do evil, the informer who sells information to criminals, the advocate for evil ..."

His left eye flickered with a strange red light, and for a moment, the whole bar was swept with a heat scanner; within one second, the system gave the optimal solution to eliminate everyone.

Pero realized his biggest mistake - from the beginning, he should never have had any sympathy for any sin. Lyon Seabot had to die. Even if he wasn’t willing to disclose the information about the "Caring Citizen," as long as his brain was preserved and analyzed, traces of the details about the "Caring Citizen" could still be found.

As for the other sins and their accomplices, there was no need for them to continue to live in the world.

"I have no obligation to answer your question."

Pero’s gaze glided over Ophir; according to the simulation result, killing Ophir first is of the highest priority - without her, the fighters of Gold Digger’s Bar would become disarrayed, "I act always for justice."

"Hold on!"

Just as tension was reaching its peak, a loud voice broke the stalemate and successfully drew Pero’s attention to him.

Song Lan raised his right hand, just like a student asking a question in class, "Could you please tell me, what did I do?"

This was indeed a tricky question, so much so that even Pero was left speechless for a moment.

Song Lan hadn’t defended any evil nor was he an acquaintance of the Gold Digger’s Bar. In this event, he was just an unlucky guy who happened to trip while carrying a barrel of wine.

A pitiful, weak, and helpless ordinary citizen.

"Sacrifices are essential to achieving justice."

At this moment, everything became clear to Song Lan.

This Pero was truly diseased to the core. He was feared to be so deep in his own imagined world that he could not extricate himself. Even if he hadn’t done anything, he had inexplicably been included in the list of those to be purged by the other party.

Just like the audience who went to see the games in the Viper’s territory before.

He checked the time.

Five seconds.

Less than five seconds remained from the future he had anticipated.

In a certain timeline towards the future, Valerian, out of the urge to protect Roger, bravely attacked Pero. However, in the real world, courage was not enough to bridge the gap between their combat powers. Even if everyone in this bar stood together, they were unlikely to escape dying in the hands of Pero.

But in the timeline he is in now, all that will not happen.

Song Lan heard the sound of wind behind his head. Perhaps because she sensed Pero’s killing intent, Valerian, who had been lurking in the shadows, decided to strike first. She dashed from behind the counter at the speed of a whirlwind, quickly closing the distance with Pero.

The next moment!

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain which even made Valerian forget about her mute character setup, she cried out in front of everyone.

Before she got close to Pero, she had stepped on the floor covered in wine. She was fully focused on Pero, and when she trodden upon the floor that was stained red by wine, she slipped, causing her to lose her balance.

When she came back to her senses, she had fallen flat on her face.

The wine which looked like blood stained her clothes. The long white socks wrapping her legs turned red, her arms, face, and neck were splattered with wine, like blooming "blood flowers".

Five seconds had passed.

Valerian truly fell in what appeared to be a pool of blood, just as he had foreseen.

Song Lan didn’t relax even a little. His gaze never left the time ticking on his cell phone.

He had waited for another five seconds before finally relaxing.

What the eyes see is not necessarily the reality.

This was Song Lan’s conclusion after watching numerous variety shows; often, the explosive images shown in the trailers were not in line with the content of the actual show. Misleading the audience by editing was a common trick played by production teams.

He imitated these unscrupulous shows, except the audience he wanted to mislead was not the "audience," but "fate."

What he had to do was interpret the predicted fate in his own way.

All eyes in the bar fell on Valerian. They witnessed the girl initiate a suicidal attack and yet, she had not taken two steps before she had tripped and fell flat on her face.

Her bravery was admirable, yet in such a grave situation, it seemed rather humorous.

"A clown."

Pero coldly summarized Valerian’s actions. Almost in a blink of an eye, he spanned the few meters and appeared beside Ophir, his finger glowing blue against her forehead.

However, the light beam that was about to pierce Ophir’s head came to a sudden stop. His right eye flickered red like a mechanical failure.

"A riot has broken out in the outskirts prison."

An emergency notification from Xu Xi who was guarding the prison.

The Rebel Army, who was planning to rescue the Witch of the Snow, has shown up.

Upon hearing this news, Pero didn’t panic at all. On the contrary, his face was filled with an irrepressible ecstasy.

"I really dodged a bullet."

The glow on his fingertip extinguished.

Under the baffled gaze of everyone, he simply leapt over the crowd, disappearing from everyone’s sight in less than a second.

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