Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 48 Hemorrhage

The royal family is the heart, the nobles are the organs, the parliament is the brain, the factories are the muscles, the merchants are the bones, and the rest is just skin and hair?

"My opinion is different from yours,"

Ignoring the question from the editor-in-chief of "Daily", after thinking about his metaphor for a moment, and looking at the arrogant soul filled with rotten stench in front of him, Leon responded expressionlessly:

"Compared to bones, merchants are like bacteria in the intestines. They are beneficial to the body when they grow normally, but if they are allowed to multiply freely, they may cause the entire intestine to rot.

As for the royal family and nobles...compared to organs that will die without them, they are more like a group of lice growing in the crotch. Once it hurts to **** blood, they should be picked out and pinched to death in the next second! "

Squeeze the royal family and nobles to death? ! !

After hearing Leon's response, the editor-in-chief of "Daily" couldn't help but tremble. His eyes, which were originally full of arrogance, stared to the limit in just a moment!

Why is this person...ah! ! No wonder he dared to reveal such a thing to others! He must be a rebel! Those thugs who deliberately incited rebellion! !

"Someone is coming!!"

Deng Deng Deng took a few steps back until he was behind the partition of the booth. The editor-in-chief of "Daily" screamed with panic on his face:

"Catch him! He is the gangster who assassinated the princess before! He wants to...ah!!"

After rounding up the folder in his hand and slapping the editor-in-chief of "Daily" **** the face, Leon, who had been holding it in for too long, felt his heart skip a beat as he looked at this piece of trash that was about to frame him. A large amount of evil fire.

Since his face was covered with black gauze, he didn't have to worry about his identity being exposed and his family would be affected. Leon, who was wearing several layers of coats, felt that his body had never been so "light" and the blood flowing in his veins was even warmer. Gotta be hot.

"A gangster? Didn't you say I'm a piece of shit?"

Accompanied by the cheerful questioning, the fist that had already been clenched to the point of turning white knuckles was suddenly swung out, and it hit the editor-in-chief of "Daily" heavily in the face. There was only a crisp sound, and the punch actually broke it. The wooden bar smashed the back of his head into the partition of the booth.

"Aren't you going to shut up my hair?"

Leon, who was scratched by the opponent's broken front teeth and had two large **** wounds on his fist, seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. He punched the opponent again with his blood-stained fist, and with a bang, he hit the "Each Man" crookedly. The bridge of the nose of the editor-in-chief of "Japan" forced him to turn his eyes white and he woke up from the pain again.

"Then you pulled me out!"

Holding the tables on both sides with both hands, he kicked the editor-in-chief of "Daily" **** the chest. After leaving a muddy footprint on the white silk handkerchief, he kicked the person directly to the other side of the partition. Leon took a deep breath and grabbed the cold horns in the shopping bag before the security guards behind him pounced on him.

"It's your turn."

After fully activating the true ability of [Demon Diagonal] and completely arousing the evil thoughts in the hearts of more than a dozen security guards, all of them entangled themselves with the editor-in-chief of "Daily" and roughly twisted them into a tight knot. Leon lifted the still With his bleeding right hand, he pushed away the security guard whose pupils were rapidly congested with blood in front of him, and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.

"Fight well!"

…

"Boy! You finally took this step!"

After sticking out his tongue and licking the shopping bag, he looked at the messy restaurant behind him and listened to the screams that reached the street. The black goat couldn't help but be overjoyed and praised Leon repeatedly: " Regardless of the **** rules of the Cleanup Bureau, this kind of garbage should be killed directly! We really appreciate you more and more!

But your work is still a bit too rough. It's cool to tie everyone's anger together in one go, but they will beat each other after a while, and they may not be able to beat someone to death in the end.

Listen to us! The next time you want to kill someone, remember to separate these evil thoughts one by one and let a dozen people hit one. This way, even if you don't have a weapon in your hand, you can definitely kill him on the spot! "

"Hey! Boy! We are teaching you how to use it. Why don't you thank me properly for our generosity? Talk! Why don't you say anything?"

Ignoring the overly excited Black Goat, he tore off a relatively clean piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his injured right hand. Leon carried the folder with a lot of blood on it and looked at the trash can on the street with complicated eyes. .

After I came here to pick up a large pile of old newspapers, I read all their recent news topics, and finally narrowed down the "Daily News", "Royal Mail" and "Wangdu Evening News".

Among them, the people at the "Royal Mail" paid no attention to me at all, and even scorned the handwritten summary of the materials. After reading the title, they didn't even flip through it, and just asked someone to kick them out.

As for the little editor of the "Wangdu Evening News", after being invited out, he just read the names of the families involved, and he was shaking like chaff, and ran away without even paying for the coffee.

The remaining editor-in-chief of "Daily News" didn't plan to publish the news. He even wanted to deceive the evidence and destroy it! He also falsely accused himself of being a thief and a gangster who assassinated the princess!

And if even these three newspapers, which are already considered "dare to speak out", dare not accept the evidence and write reports to expose the matter, then the materials that I snatched from the Char Water Power Company will have nothing to do with the waste paper in the trash can. What's the difference?

Um...wait a minute! CHAL HYDRAULIC COMPANY! Char!

After thinking of this name, Leon suddenly realized that he seemed to have got into trouble in the past. He had been thinking about how to solve the problem this time, but he only thought about doing it himself and forgot that Charles Department Store was there!

The enemy of my enemy is my friend!

If I take these materials and send them everywhere, of course I will only encounter obstacles everywhere, but if I hand this thing into the hands of Charles Department Store, the rich man with the same name as the old man at the coffee stall will definitely seize the opportunity and use his energy to ruthlessly A betrayal!

How stupid I am!

Beating his left hand in frustration, Leon looked away from the trash cans on the street and decided to go to Charles Department Store to try again.

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

After he looked up at the sky and realized that he didn't have enough time, he gritted his teeth and ran straight to the platform a few hundred meters away, waving to the steam carriage waiting for passengers.

"Rent a car! One person!"

"Okay!"

Seeing that there was a job and he found it on his own, the coachman who was holding a cigarette in his mouth in boredom perked up, casually crushed the cigarette and put it behind his ear, and hurried over happily.

But after driving the carriage closer and seeing Lyon's clothes clearly, the coachman who had been smiling just now suddenly fell down. Then he reached out to touch the cigarette on his ear and lazily leaned back on the backrest, feeling embarrassed. He quoted with a frown:

"A light horse with four seats for sightseeing, one copper wheel for two kilometers, two copper wheels for five kilometers, one copper wheel for one kilometer for more than five kilometers, and two kilometers for less than two kilometers. Can we go?"

"Walk!"

After calculating the approximate riding distance, Leon, whose heart was bleeding, nodded, gritted his teeth, stepped on the passenger pedals, and climbed into the carriage of the steam carriage.

"Char's Department Store Headquarters Building! As soon as possible!"

(End of chapter)