Chapter 242: Enforcer
Chapter 242: Enforcer
Chapter 242: Enforcer
Sure enough, after depleting his larger opponent of all of his stamina, the shorty gradually began to retaliate.
He was an extremely confident fighter, and unless one had a cognitive impairment that made them unreasonably confident, it was generally the case that confidence stemmed from strength.
The shorty's retaliation was very calm and measured, and he didn't immediately storm in to try and land a barrage of heavy blows. Instead, there was a pattern to his attacks, and he only threw each heavy punch after a sequence of jabs.
"What is he doing? His opponent's exhausted, this is the perfect opportunity to take him out!"
Even if his opponent is completely exhausted, given his size advantage, all he needs to do is land a single good hit to win. For a seasoned fighter, impatience is a fatal weakness. As long as he remains patient, the victory is already in the bag, so why would he try to end the fight in a hurry?
Adam couldn't help but think back to the battle royale as he watched the fight unfolding before him.
In the battle royale, power, luck, and strategy were all absolutely vital if one wanted to survive to the end.
Having endured the battle royale, Adam's mentality had completely evolved, and watching a rudimentary fight like this was essentially the same as watching a children's playground fight in his eyes.
Sure enough, the fight unfolded exactly as he predicted. The shorty remained patient and consistent, and only after accumulating a sufficient advantage did he knock out his larger opponent with a well-timed punch.
"Yes! That's 1,000 bucks in the bank!"
The red-haired man was ecstatic to have won the bet. 1,000 dollars was not a small sum for him, and he was very grateful to Adam for helping him win the money.
"Thanks, buddy. If it isn't for you, there's no way I could've earned this much money from one fight. I'm not gonna split the money with you, but I'll make sure no one picks on you around these parts. Also, it looks like you don't have a chick with you. I'll introduce you to one later!"
"I'll pass on the chicks for now," Adam said with a smile. "Do you have any pills that you can sell me? Our area is recently being regularly patrolled by Mechguard units, so I can't find any good pills there anymore."
This was Adam's objective. He wanted to see exactly what types of drugs the Compassion Company was selling.
"That's easy! I have a few types of pills with me today. I'll give you a 20% discount."
The red-haired man began to rummage through his pockets as he spoke, yet right as he was about to pull out the pills, someone suddenly stopped him.
"Hold on a second!"
The man who had spoken was another member of the Flying Car Guild. He had been retrofitted with prosthetics, giving him a mandible that resembled that of a mechanical skull. He was the leader of the Flying Car Guild members around these parts, and his nickname was Iron Skull.
"What's up, Boss?" The red-haired man immediately put on a fawning smile at the sight of Iron Skull. "He's new around these parts, but he's definitely trustworthy. I can vouch for him."
"Trustworthy my arse!" Iron Skull slapped the red-haired man away, then carefully scrutinized Adam's face as he said, "I thought you looked familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on who you were until just now. Your disguise almost fooled me!"
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"Who is he, Boss?" The red-haired man was horrified to hear this. "He's not working with Mechguard, is he?"
"No, he's just an adapter who's been screwed over. Have you seen the news recently?"
"No, I don't watch the news."
"Fucking idiot! You don't do anything aside from gamble, take drugs, and pick up chicks!"
Even though Adam's return was an extremely hot news story at the moment, not everyone knew about it. In fact, there were some people who didn't even know who the current president was.
"He's an adapter who got screwed, but has recently cleared his own name. I don't know why he's here, but he's definitely not here just to buy drugs!" Iron Skull leaned down as he looked straight into Adam's eyes with a menacing expression. "If you're not here to buy drugs, then you're not welcome, no matter what your objective is."
In the face of Iron Skull's blatant provocation, Adam's darker emotions were slowly creeping up on him, and his eyes began to turn bloodshot.
"What? Are you gonna kill me? You're an adapter, so we definitely can't beat you, but this is Sandrise City, and there are so many people around..." Iron Skull gestured toward the surrounding crowd, many of whom had already pulled out their communicators to film the confrontation. "Are you going to kill all of us?"
"Of course not!" Ultimately, Adam wasn't a complete psychic mutant, and he was able to forcibly suppress his violent emotions. "I'm a law-abiding citizen! See you around!"
Adam didn't give any further explanation, nor did he need to. He knew that the next time he came back, all of these people would be groveling at his feet, and that day wasn't going to take very long to arrive.
The special psychic police bill had already been passed, and the recruitment process was also complete. With the northern congress eager to move things along, the subsequent procedures were progressing very quickly.
Three days later, Adam made his return.
"Long time no see!" Adam greeted as he waved at Iron Skull. "I've done some research on you since last time. What was your nickname again? Iron Skull, right?"
"What do you want this time?"
Iron Skull wasn't scared of Adam. With so many people watching, he was confident that Adam wouldn't dare to do anything.
"You ran away with your tail between your legs last time, I didn't think you would be back so soon. Are you here for a fight, or are you here to buy drugs? In any case, you're in the wrong place. I'm also a law-abiding citizen, and I don't do any of those things."
"Is that right?" Adam strode over to Iron Skull as he declared. "Right now, I'm the one who decides whether you're a law-abiding citizen or not!"
While he was speaking, Adam reached out to grab the pills in Iron Skull's pocket, but Iron Skull immediately swatted his hand away, and all of his subordinates instantly surrounded them.
Right at this moment, a large number of Mechguard drones converged from all directions, and all of them were equipped with guns that were aimed directly at Iron Skull and his lackeys.
"We're law-abiding citizens! We're not doing anything illegal!"
In the face of these ironclad enforcers, even the members of the Flying Car Guild immediately turned into tame little kittens. Everyone quickly tossed their weapons away, then raised their hands high above their heads as a gesture of surrender.
"We're just having a chat, aren't we?"
Iron Skull was frantically making faces at Adam as he spoke.
"Hurry up and say yes!" he hissed in an urgent voice. "Those things can't be reasoned with! If we make any false move, we'll be instantly shot down on the spot!"
"That's not true!" Adam declared loudly as he pointed at the people in front of him. "They're wilfully obstructing the law!"
As soon as his voice trailed off, the sound of bullets being loaded immediately rang out from the Mechguard units.
Iron Skull was horrified to hear this sound, as were all of his lackeys.
"Have you gone insane? If you have a death wish, then die by yourself! Don't drag us into this!"
It had already been a very long time since anyone in Sandrise City had dared to obstruct the law.
Under the control of the Dataist Union, Mechguard units were only able to carry out the simplest and most rigid of instructions, so anyone who dared to obstruct the law ran a very high risk of being shot down on the spot.
"Hold on a second, we're not obstructing the law! We're fully willing to cooperate!" Iron Skull's eyes suddenly lit up slightly as a thought occurred to him. "All we've done is some brawling and drug sales, so even if we're detained, we won't be locked up for very long at all. Why should I be scared?"
"You were chewing out your lackey last time for now watching the news, but you don't seem to keep up with current affairs much, either." Adam pointed at what appeared to be a police badge that he was wearing as he spoke. "Right now, I am the enforcer of the law!"