The Missionary of the Second Dimension

"Stop! One more step and we- we'll shoot!"

Just when the crowd was frightened by the momentum of Zhai Nan and the others and automatically gave way to a passage, the sound of a pistol being loaded came from behind.

Although they were also very scared, the two policemen naturally wanted to get the place back because they lost face in front of the crowd.

In their hearts, even if the civilian police have always been a thorn in the side of the police and the Self-Defense Forces.

After all, the national defense obligations that he should have taken on were replaced by a group of people organized by the people. Their usual work is to sit and do nothing but patrol.

Therefore, naturally there will be no good looks.

Moreover, these two policemen are not very good people at first glance. Judging from their previous habitual actions, it is likely that several children have already suffered from them.

And the people watching must have a lot of hatred and discrimination against the children infected by the gastritis virus.

Having figured it out, Zhai Nan put on a smiling face and said, "The police officers are right. We did something wrong. I'm not actually a policeman. I only took them with me to see how pitiful they are."

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture to Joan of Arc, and the latter immediately understood.

After those crowd heard that Zhai Nan dared to hurt people in the street without being a policeman, the aura that had been lost just now suddenly returned, and they all demanded that the police severely punish their behavior.

"Get in the car."

The thin, tall and fat policemen pointed guns at several people and asked them to sit in the back of the police car.

The angry people did not gradually disperse until the car disappeared from the sight of the crowd.

The person whose arm was cut off by Hei Jean was only carried away by his fellow gangsters in embarrassment.

As for whether he will be sent to the hospital next time, who knows?

Anyway, even in the Tokyo area, people die every day, and if one or two people disappear, there will be no big waves at all.

At the same time, the police car crossed the street, heading not towards the city center, but towards a location closer to the outer perimeter.

When we got here, there were no traces of human habitation around.

There are ruins everywhere after the bombing, and there are only a few homeless scavengers wandering among the ruins.

Naturally, it is impossible for the police station to be built on this kind of wilderness.

Looking at the indifferent expressions of the two policemen sitting in front of him, Zhai Nan knew he was right.

After they made it clear that they were not policemen, their attitudes changed even more dramatically.

"get off."

Finally, they parked the car next to a broken signal tower, and then let Zhai Nan and others walk into an abandoned building in front, and they followed behind.

Even though it was only nine years since the last war, the building passing by seemed to have passed decades. Most of the concrete walls had been cut away, exposing the bent steel bars inside.

As soon as the wind blows, the lime on it falls like rain.

Hearing the slight sound of metal crashing behind them, Zhai Nan and Hei Jean glanced at each other and laughed in unison.

"Leave this kind of thing to me."

This is the voice of a girl.

The eyes of those two police officers disgusted Joan Hei. If Zhai Nan hadn't been there, she probably wouldn't have cared about how many pairs of eyes there were in the block, but would have slaughtered them directly.

For her, killing people is as simple as eating and drinking. Whether it is a good person or a bad person, as long as it is determined in the heart, there will be no regrets.

The long white hair fluttered in the wind, and when the sound of the wind disappeared, two dull sounds of falling to the ground came from their ears again.

The eyes of the two who were pierced through the heart by the pitch-black spear in an instant, were astonished until they died.

"Woo...!"

Zhai Nan and Esther are no strangers to this.

On the contrary, the three little lolis were taken aback by the black decoration on Joan of Arc's body.

"You scare the child."

After dealing with the two scumbags covertly, Zhai Nan said this on the way back, then stretched out his hand and stroked her hair.

"What are you doing?" Black Jeanne gave him a blank look, with doubts and displeasure on her face.

"It's nothing, it feels good."

Withdrawing her palm, Zhai Nan found that Joan of Arc's face became a little rosy.

"go to hell!"

After the girl "viciously" cursed Zhai Nan, she crossed his side and walked forward in anger.

"That's pretty cute, too."

Zhai Nan touched the back of his head, and then followed.

A few minutes later, they reappeared in downtown Tokyo.

Zhai Nan also bought some new clothes for the three little girls.

As for the money, of course it was found from those two scumbags. Since they are dead, it would be too wasteful not to use them.

"I plan to build a place outside to adopt these children, what do you two think?"