Chapter 41 020041: Official Skin and Bandit Bones

Chapter 41 02.0041: "Official Skin and Bandit Bones"

"Half-cat? Damn, you're stealing, right? Hand over the stolen goods to me." The Nest City bailiff poked the girl's forehead hard with his baton.

The half-cat man had a red forehead and was holding his pockets tightly. The fierce light that flashed in his eyes angered them.

The Hive City marshals kicked her, one of them grabbed her hair and pulled her up from the ground, while another hit her skinny hands with a stick as she was holding her pocket tightly.

"Ah!" The half-cat girl let out a sharp and piercing scream. Her fingertips began to tremble, but she still refused to let go.

Soon, she was hit with two more sticks, and the Hive City bailiffs savagely pulled her hands apart and poured out all the stolen goods.

[This is such a cruel move...] Although he was the one who was robbed, Horatio still felt bad.

In his memory as a leader of a labor gang, he has seen and helped too many people like this.

The hive is a mill that devours and crushes all flesh, blood, and souls, and this is even more so for the residents in the lower levels. Countless people will take risks just for a bite of food or to prolong their lives for a moment.

"You stole a lot, you damn alien!" A bailiff cursed as he looked at the thousand-dollar bills on the ground, and hit the cat man's legs hard with a stick.

Theft, in this quagmire where there is no order, let alone morality, is just a minor crime among the countless crimes.

Even compared with those sensational evil deeds, people who merely steal some property to exchange for the necessities of life can be regarded as flawless white jade.

The half-cat girl shrank back, her whole body trembling, but her feline eyes were still narrowed into slits, with contempt and indomitable spirit in her eyes.

However, even if they are trapped in the quagmire, the subhumans who have many characteristics different from ordinary people are also the people who are immersed in the bottom of the pond, and their situation is often worse than that of most ordinary people.

In the eyes of many people, these sub-humans are just aliens who are temporarily allowed to live by the grace of the empire.

"Oh, you're pretty fierce, you shameless alien thief!"

Because of this concept, these "aliens" are naturally regarded as burdens and troubles in the scattered flashes of order cast from the upper nest.

Her expression angered the dissatisfied hive bailiff, who slapped her hard in the face, causing her face to tilt to one side, and her thin cheeks became red and swollen in an instant.

Now, a burden that should have rolled into a dark corner and died quietly is "provoking" them, the embodiment of order, and the reaction of the bailiffs is simply understandable.

"Officer, don't beat him to death. I don't want to affect my appetite." Horatio, who was standing aside and the owner of the lost item, couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to dissuade him.

I don't know whether the owner's dissuasion worked or the bailiffs didn't want to continue dirtying their uniforms for such a skinny little thief, but the violent beating came to an end.

"Remember the consequences of stealing! If you commit a crime, you must stand up straight and be beaten!"

The hive bailiff spat on the girl's red and swollen face, then bent down and picked up the banknotes on the ground.

"That's a lot of money. You lowly demihuman, come with us!" Another bailiff grabbed the half-cat woman by the hair and tried to drag her into the van.

"Wait! What are you doing?" Seeing that they were about to turn around and leave, Horatio stepped forward and stopped the bailiffs.

And that half-cat man is still useful to him.

"We are enforcing the law, why are you making a fuss?" The leading bailiff stepped forward, his big belly making it particularly difficult for him to button his clothes.

He struck Horatio in the chest with his baton, sending him back several steps.

Horatio frowned. Judging from the attitude of these guys, he had roughly guessed what they were trying to do.

"Officer, that's my money. Can you give it back to me now?" Horatio remained restrained and polite, and took the initiative to step forward to ask for it.

"Your money?" the hive bailiff laughed jokingly.

"Yes, officer, that's him..." the honest baker stepped forward and said.

But before he could finish his words, the Hive City bailiff raised his stick and was about to swing, scaring the baker so much that he took several steps back, and the girl covered her mouth in fear.

Horatio motioned for the baker to hurry up.

The baker put the white bread on the table outside the restaurant with an apologetic look on his face, put his hands together and bowed, then got into the car. The little girl shrank behind the car window, revealing only two frightened little eyes. Soon the car started and slowly drove forward with the crowd.

"You all saw it, right? This is the stolen money that the thief stole from somewhere else. How can you prove that it's yours? Is your name written on the bill?"

"You mean, you're not going to return the money to me?"

"Yo!"

The hive marshals gathered around Horatio, tapping their shoulders with thick batons.

Even though the young man in front of them was well-dressed, their initial impression was the same as Yin Shuyao's. They didn't think this guy was from Shangchao, but was a soft persimmon that could be bullied.

"This is stolen property! Stolen property! Do you understand? We have the right to take it."

"This is lost property, the money given to me by Miss Farida Hood of the Hood family."

"The Hood family, hehehe."

The leading bailiff scoffed jokingly, "Did you hear that? The guy said the money was from the eldest daughter of the Hood family!"

The Hive marshals nearby laughed one after another, and even the passers-by who had gathered to watch the fun were led to laugh, pointing and tut-tutting at Horatio.

"Shame on you! You are such an ignorant boy! I think you are a rebel!"

whoosh-

The hive bailiff tensed his greasy face, picked up his baton angrily and swung it at Horatio's face.

state!
Horatio grasped the baton expressionlessly, his iron fingers slightly pushing forward.

pat.

The thick polymer baton first bent into a hook, then broke, ricocheted, and crashed into the face of the hive police, hitting the bridge of the nose squarely.

"Ah! Hiss!" The Nest City Bailiff covered his nose in pain and stepped back repeatedly. He sat down on the ground with a mixed feeling in his mouth.

"Captain!" The other hive bailiffs quickly supported the injured chief bailiff.

The girl standing nearby, the half-cat man, and the onlookers were all stunned.

I see Chaodu bailiffs beating people every day, but this is the first time I see someone being beaten.

And this skinny and weak-looking boy actually broke the baton with just a flick of his finger? ? ?
"You said I'm a rebel?" Horatio looked cold and stepped in front of the crotch of the fallen leader, scaring him so much that he instinctively pulled back.

"Sir, this is the change. Please run now." The girl hurriedly walked to Horatio, pulled the corner of his clothes, stuffed the money into Horatio's hand, and said nervously:
"They will really pull out their guns and shoot you!"

"Really?" Horatio snorted gloomily and reached into his pocket nonchalantly.

The girl looked at Horatio, who was unmoved, in confusion, wondering why he was so confident.

[Hmm? Where's the Zhongsi student ID?] Horatio searched his pockets but couldn't find his ID, and his brows furrowed slightly.

[Could it be... that this girl took it away?!] Horatio stared at the half-cat girl on the ground.

After witnessing his power, the half-cat girl's head was buzzing.

When she saw Horatio staring at her with fear in his eyes, she quickly crawled back, thinking that Horatio was going to kill her.

"Why are they all consecutive numbers? Huh? What is this?" The bailiff standing nearby found that the banknotes in his hand had an unusual soft yet firm touch.

A navy blue leather-bound ID card emerged from among the banknotes, and the atmosphere froze subtly.

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