Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 322 - 222: [People in the Rain]

No one knows when the rain started falling.

But when it did, it indeed made the entire city boil over.

Everywhere was seething; the heat was not dissipated but instead became even more intense.

West District.

On the coastal highway.

The fierce battle ended with the heavy rain.

Not because everyone didn’t have an umbrella, making it impossible to fight in the rain, but because the members of the Kingdom Defense Bureau hidden in the shadows appeared.

They stopped this farce.

"Johnny, now I hope you’ll best explain why you’re here tonight."

In the heavy rain, a man wearing the same Kingdom Defense Bureau uniform was glaring angrily at Johnny, loudly questioning.

Johnny knew this person.

The captain of the Third Division’s Second Action Team, Hank Chalson.

A big burly guy.

Rumor has it that he’s the confidant of Heisenberg, the Third Division’s chief captain.

The Third Division was just rebuilt, without a director, because the members mostly transferred from the Second Division, so they obeyed only one person’s orders.

That person is the sky of the Second Division, the supreme General, Solomon.

In a sense, Solomon is the sky of the entire Kingdom Defense Bureau.

Of course, aside from that one in the First Division.

However, that one is even more mysterious; some say he might have died long ago, only to maintain a symbolic power, not announced publicly.

In any case, although technically, Johnny is the First Team Captain, theoretically higher in rank than Hank, the Second Team Captain.

But in practice, Hank is the one with the real power.

He’s leading the biggest case in the Third Division now, while Johnny sits on the sidelines.

Usually, out of politeness, Hank would give Johnny some face.

But now, impossible.

This guy messed up the situation he had set up.

He was extremely angry.

He even felt this guy intentionally came to mess things up.

"Why are you here, Hank?"

As a result, Johnny also questioned, looking at Hank, thinking he might be deliberate.

"That’s a secret, I’m on a secret mission."

Hank couldn’t reveal his reason for being here; after all, the Kingdom Defense Bureau secretly manipulating gangs would be hard to talk about, even if well intended.

Johnny became more suspicious, thinking he just wanted to steal his credit.

"If you have questions, ask His Excellency Heisenberg directly."

Hank finally dropped this line when forced.

Johnny had nothing to say; realizing he might have indeed done something wrong.

But soon, he realized that not only had he done something wrong, but he was completely fooled.

Because there was nothing in those trucks.

This fact was discovered by Hank’s people.

"Nothing at all? How is that possible?!"

Johnny couldn’t accept it.

"Where’s the person?"

"Nothing, not a single person, we’ve all been fooled."

Hank wasn’t a fool either; after looking, he told Johnny, and seeing Johnny’s disbelief, he simply let Johnny see for himself.

Johnny rushed over, inspecting vehicle after vehicle, and finally couldn’t help but bellow lowly in the heavy rain: "Where’s the person?!"

At this point, the faces of Travis and Hard-headed Mo Lun, who were shrinking off to the side, looked even worse.

It should be said, Mo Lun’s face looked worse.

He messed things up again.

If the person wasn’t here, where could they be?

The answer was self-evident, wasn’t it?

Could only hope that people in the East District could catch them.

But for some reason, Mo Lun dared not hold even a bit of hope.

He always felt, something might go wrong.

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The scene shifts back to the East District.

Heigen Coast Tavern.

When the heavy rain fell.

The battle similarly ended.

Likewise, not because the heavy rain restored reason to everyone, but because both sides brought enough heavyweight figures.

The Sea God Church side brought the High Priest Heigen, while on the other side, Sea King Lockeby himself arrived. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

When figures like this appear, naturally, the fight couldn’t continue.

Maurice and a group of fanatical followers were taken under control.

On the other side, a big issue arose with Sea King Lockeby.

While tidying the battlefield, they discovered one thing: Shark Jensen was dead.

This enraged Shark Jensen’s henchmen and everyone who had a good relationship with Shark Jensen; they wanted Maurice to pay the price.

At a critical moment, Sea King Lockeby stood up and appeased everyone.

A black-suited attendant held a black umbrella, ushering this man, who presided over one-fifth of the Royal Capital’s underworld, before everyone’s eyes.

Sea King Lockeby.

An elegant man.

Dressed head-to-toe in custom black attire, wearing an old-fashioned top hat, his beard meticulously trimmed, a pocket watch hanging from his front chest pocket, walking with precision, it was entirely an old-school gentleman’s demeanor.

Incidentally, he wasn’t bad looking either, even past forty, he was still well maintained, and his presence quieted his subordinates.

Heigen watched him from across.

Relatively speaking, Heigen didn’t need an umbrella; his ability related to the sea also connected with rainwater.

Rain couldn’t approach him.

The two exchanged a glance, then walked into the tavern together.

Sitting down.

The tavern was beaten quite a bit, rainwater continuously leaked from the roof, but all was blocked by a mysterious force.

Also blocked were the negotiations inside.

No one knew what they talked about inside.

However, fifteen minutes later, when Sea King Lockeby walked out, this conflict was temporarily concluded.

He let Heigen take all the followers away, also restraining his own men from causing trouble.

The sole demand was...

To hand over the culprit within three days.

"Don’t worry, I’ll give you a good explanation, Lockeby."

Heigen turned and glanced at culprit Maurice, who, even now, maintained a solemn expression as if he had just completed an extremely important prayer.

Simultaneously.

Ethan was at his house by the sea cliff, having just taken a bath to wash away the heat.

The heavy rain outside showed no sign of stopping, but thankfully the house had the latest cooling system installed, otherwise, it would be an unbearably difficult night.

Elsewhere, Anya had also returned, caught by the heavy rain, slightly damp, yet ready to assist Ethan anytime.

Ethan, however, gestured to her, saying, "Take a shower, I’ll make us some drinks."

This weather, this rainy night, was truly fit to sit down and have a couple of drinks.

Especially after a busy night.

Ethan sighed as he looked at the rain outside; at last, this night was finally about to pass peacefully.