[Attack on Titan] One percent

Someone in the distance shouted: "Men from the Gendarmerie are coming!"

The fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, and slammed a sentence at Marty: "These goods are dedicated to the gentlemen of the military police, you just wait to die!"

Seeing that Marty still didn't change his face, he let out a heavy "hum" again, and rushed forward.

A group of people walked in gradually, and the leaders were indeed two burly men, a whole head taller than the fat man, and they walked through the city in a mighty manner, which fit the image of the gendarmerie in the hearts of the citizens.Seeing the people from the "gendarme regiment", the crowd immediately dispersed, leaving Marty, the captured boy and a few servants standing in the middle of the open space.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to rebel?!" One of them had a beard and sunken eyes, and his face was indeed a bit scary.They like to put a hat on when they see something wrong, and then demand a large fine from them.

"Your gendarme! Your lord!"

The fat man rushed over eagerly, the fat on his body trembling up and down violently due to running.

"You?" He stared at the businessman strangely with dangerous eyes, "Why are you here? Where did you send the things you asked for?"

"Master Xian, don't blame the Gendarmerie! I was going to deliver it on time, but I met these people halfway, startled my horse and knocked it unconscious, and now I refuse to admit it! That person is very skilled, My subordinates are no match for them, so please ask the Gendarmerie to help us seek justice!"

"Skilled?"

"When... of course it's not as good as Mr. Gendarmerie!"

"Hmph, we are the military police. We were among the best in the training regiment back then! How could we not beat others?! Right, Sam?" the bearded man said, looking at the people around him.

The bearded man, about his size, agreed, "Oh, sure, Jem."

After talking, the two looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Let me see who has the courage to play wild here!"

"Say! Is that you?"

Marty gave Jem a sideways look, "I think you misunderstood them, they were the ones doing the tricks."

"Hmph, don't think you can fool my eyes with just a few words of yours, it's you who is looking for trouble here!" Jem yelled at Marty, pointing his thick and fat fingers at Marty's nose.

Marty took a step aside calmly, but another voice came in.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

When everyone saw it, it turned out to be Eric Bled, the commander of the Garrison Team in the Trost District.Two of his men followed him, one of them gave Marty a slight nod, and Marty nodded back.It turned out that they were trainees who had met in the same period. When he saw Marty, he felt something was wrong, so he called Brad.

"Oh, it's you." Jem greeted him casually, "This guy is out in the street, and I'm going to catch him."

"As a professional, I have to remind you, sir, that one of the basic qualities of a soldier of the Gendarmerie is not to listen to one person, but to generalize." Marty said in a stern voice.

"Tsk, who are you kid?" Jem was startled, and turned a few times in his heart. Seeing Marty's plain clothes, he decided that the decent rhetoric was just to bluff him, not a role, so He became more courageous, "Look at my uniform, don't you understand?"

Marty didn't even bother to look at him, and said directly: "The Gendarmerie has regulations that you must wear a belt when patrolling the streets, and—although it cannot be used—you must also carry a three-dimensional mobile device. If you are so casual, it will be a serious violation of discipline. The lesser is a fine of half a year's salary."

Jem laughed loudly when he heard this, "Hey, what page and article are you talking about? Why haven't I heard of this before? Did you make it up?" The loud laughter stopped suddenly after Marty spoke. And stop.

"You are wrong again. The rules and regulations of the Gendarmerie are divided into 'rules' and 'rules', and there is no such thing as a few pages or a few articles."

"Fuck, you bastard is deliberately trying to make things difficult for the old man!"

He closes in on Marty, blowing his breath straight into his face.Marty covered his mouth and nose, and took a step back, "It seems that you have been offered a lot of wine and meat in the past few days, and you really came to cheat for food and drink."

"You bastard, I want you to look good!" said Jem, throwing his fist at Marty.

"Wait a minute!" Brad suddenly said, stopping Jem's movements. He heard something strange from the conversation between the two early in the morning, but he didn't dare to make a conclusion easily. He stepped forward and stood between the two, and asked with a smile. Marty: "Excuse me, are you also from the Gendarmerie?"

"..."

"……Your Mightiness?"

"Pfft—" A burst of laughter came from inside the carriage, and only then did the onlookers realize that there was a mysterious person in the carriage.The door curtain was lifted, and two women in gendarmerie uniform got off the carriage.

Beautiful things can always easily become the focus, and all eyes are on them for a while.

"Marty, you did a good job. Thank you for your hard work." Andrea patted him on the shoulder calmly, but she couldn't hide her smile from the corners of her eyes.

"You are finally here." Marty turned around and saluted a standard military salute, his expression remained unchanged, but no matter how he heard those words, there was a sense of complaint.

Kuya said to Brad: "Are you the captain of Trost District?"

Only then did Brad come to his senses, "Ah, yes."

The three of them are all excellent military policemen. Standing side by side, they immediately stood out from the crowd. After seeing the inspection certificate presented by Kuya, Brad immediately stood at attention, and the subordinates behind him also hurriedly saluted.

"The captain of the Trost division, Eric Brad, was deceived by the villain, neglected the three, and is willing to take all responsibilities!"

After all, he waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him stepped forward to try to catch a few counterfeit goods.But the other party had six or seven people, outnumbered, and was actually entangled by three of them.

Jem took the rest of the people and wanted to take advantage of their unpreparedness to escape, but was spotted by Marty sharp-eyed and blocked their way.

"Grandma!" Jem yelled, leaving the others to restrain Marty, pulling Sam over and rushing towards Kua and Andrea, "Just be my hostages obediently!"

Kuya and Andrea didn't even exchange eyes, they parted to the sides in a tacit understanding, then raised their legs and swept across, the two big men flew up abruptly, collided heavily in mid-air, and then faced each other. It landed on the ground and fell into a dog gnawing mud.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, but the two looked relaxed.

"If you want to be a counterfeit, you have to be dedicated. You didn't know that the Gendarmerie Corps has newly improved boots this year. They all have steel plates on the front. It's terrible to get kicked." Kuya said regretfully.

Marty over there quickly knocked the rest of the people to the ground, and a lot of people from the garrison army came, tied up the fakes and took them away.

Brad laughed and said, "Miss Carroll, Miss Hecate, please follow us..."

"Let me go!" A yell interrupted Brad's words, and they turned their heads to see the boy who was caught just now struggling desperately, looking at this side desperately.

Kuya frowned slightly, "Why haven't you escaped yet?"

The boy's struggling movement suddenly stopped, and he stared at Kuya with disbelief, "Do you think everyone is as strong as you?!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people around fell silent, and many people cast worried glances at the young man, waiting nervously for Kuya to speak.

However, before Kuya could say anything, the person who captured the boy suddenly took out a knife and pressed it against his throat, shouting in a trembling voice: "Don't, don't come here! Let me leave safely, or I will kill you!" he!"

At this moment, all the people present were stunned, until Marty's unwavering voice sounded: "Did this man get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Kuya slightly hooked the corner of her lips, and pulled the trigger calmly.

The "kidnapper" only felt something flying towards him, but before he could see it clearly, there was a pain in the hand holding the knife, a rope appeared in front of his eyes, the knife fell to the ground with a "jingle", and then the boy disappeared.

The people from the Garrison Corps immediately stepped forward and held him down.

It turned out that Kuya fired the retainer and directly injured his hand holding the knife. The rope changed direction at the same time and entangled the boy. When it was recovered, the boy was dragged over.At this moment, he was lying on the ground like a caterpillar, unable to move.

"Good accuracy." Andrea nodded in praise.

Kuya untied the boy, and faced his stare with amused expression, "Children love to stare, so why are their eyes so big?"

"I want you to take care of it!" The ashen-faced boy wiped his cheeks, and immediately turned into a cat. Andrea laughed out of embarrassment, and even the people around him laughed.

"Look at him too." Kuya pointed to the fat man, and the people in the garrison immediately followed suit, and then Kuya asked the boy, "What's your name?"

"Jean Kirchstein," replied the boy reluctantly.

"He said you startled his horse, is that true?"

After hesitating a few times, he reluctantly admitted, "...it's me, I just want to show some color to the brats next door who provoked me, who would have thought that this stupid horse would just run out, and Catch the stone with your butt..."

"Pfft!" Andrea's stopped laughing sounded again, and she rubbed her stomach while laughing, "You really know how to say, what you smashed is what you smashed, and what are you doing around the bush..."

"What, I didn't do it on purpose!" Jean blushed, and Andrea's heart grew so cute that he couldn't help pinching his face.

"Ouch! What are you doing?!" The molested boy covered his face and glared at her.

"It's not my fault, it's because you look too pink."

"...Who looks so pink?! I'm a man!"

Andrea reached out and rubbed his hair again, "Who told you that your hair is pink, it's so pink."

"My hair didn't mess with you, stop you weird aunt!"

"Oh, you child, you are really disobedient, let's see how my sister will fix you!"

Seeing that she was going to pinch the boy's cheek again, Kuya coughed lightly, "Okay, stop making trouble, you forgot who you are when you see Zhengtai?"

Only then did Andrea let go of her hand, followed by wide-eyed and small-eyed.Kuya was helpless, and said to Brad: "I made you laugh. Although this child was the trigger of the whole incident, it was an accident after all, and it can be dealt with lightly."

Brad nodded in agreement.

"This horse knocked down many citizens and shops just now, and most of the victims are still here, so let's just judge this matter on the spot. Please let two people bring this businessman to each house, and all personal property If it is damaged, it will be compensated by him first after it is proved correct.”

After saying this, there was a burst of gratitude from the surrounding immediately.

Kuya smiled at them, and continued: "As for this businessman, stop his business, find out if he is in collusion with counterfeiters, and then do whatever you want."

Then, she knelt down, and the playfulness in her eyes made the young man shudder, "As for you, after all, the incident happened because of you. On this street, every family came to apologize. Do you need me to send someone to supervise you?" ?”

"...No need! I will take responsibility, don't underestimate me!"

Following Brad to the branch of the Garrison Corps, the two found that the environment here was worse than that of the Gendarmerie Branch in the Wall of Sina.It can be seen that compared with all the corps, the accommodation conditions at the gendarmerie headquarters are considered the best.

After settling in, there are routine inspections, and then the problems are recorded to prepare for the next day's rectification.Kuya finished her work early, and after dinner, she resolutely abandoned her friend, carried her drawing board on her back, and went to the street in casual clothes.

Sitting on the roof, overlooking this cozy little city, a miniature sketch was completed in a short while.Kuya thought for a while, and wrote on the back of the drawing paper:

"Mr Levi,

I've been to the walls of Senna, and I'm sitting on a roof in Trost.There are people in this district who are using our name to misbehave. Of course, I have cleaned them up.The life here is very different from that inside the Wall of Sina, and it is another kind of peace and tranquility.By the way, I also met an interesting boy, who is as cute as the boy whose necklace was robbed last time, and he is quite sensible.Starting tomorrow, the rectification will be carried out here.

Is the work of the Survey Corps going well?But I believe that giants will not find you at first glance, so you should work hard not to be eaten.

Kuya Carroll"

A few days later, at the headquarters of the Survey Corps, Levi took the letter he had just received and studied it for a while with a frown—how could she be so sure that the giant must not have seen him first?

The author has something to say:

There will be two end-of-course exams next weekend, and some elective papers... In short, the first wave of classes is about to end, so let’s do double updates this week, and stop updating once next time~ Everyone should study hard~ ~

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