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Swire, grinding her little tiger teeth, couldn't resist giving Chen the middle finger in return, and stormed off from the Guard Bureau.

But at the entrance of the Guard Bureau, he passed by a pitiful-looking purple-haired Caster.

Entering the solemn and imposing Imperial Guard Bureau, even An Suo, whose face always wore a frivolous smile, couldn't help but restrain himself. He sniffed, gathered his emotions for a moment, squeezed out two tears, and then came to Chen Huijie's side, kneeling down with a thud and wailing:

"Grandpa Clear Broth, you have to do justice for me!"

"An Suo, get up quickly, what happened?"

Upon seeing who it was, Chen was somewhat surprised.

Although Ansor could be considered a regular at the Guard Bureau, this was actually the first time she had come to the Guard Bureau on her own initiative—usually she was the one who was captured and brought there.

The young girl, Caster, was helped to the table by Chen, and pitifully cried out:

"Officer Chen, I need to report a crime. My wallet has been stolen o(╥﹏╥)o"

"Huh? You can get your money stolen?"

Chen Huijie looked quite surprised, and An Suo's next words made her expression falter even more.

"I was stealing someone else's wallet, and then my own wallet got stolen instead o(╥﹏╥)o, isn't this blatant bullying?!"

Chen Huijie:

An Suo then handed the wallet full of postcards to Chen Huijie, looking utterly devastated.

"Officer Chen, this is the man who did it! He stole my money, I'm really going to have to sleep under a bridge now."

"And postcards?"

Chen Huijie opened her wallet, took out a postcard, and immediately noticed a familiar name.

"Let me see... Hmm, Bai Xun?"

"Ha, you inherently evil blood demon brat, you've finally shown a weakness! I'll beat you to your knees and drag you back to the Royal Guard!"

Chapter 4 The Loving Penguin Logistics Family

Chen Huijie, a very upright police officer in Lungmen.

What I hate most are extremists who discriminate against people indiscriminately and extreme races like the Blood Demon.

In the eyes of the Terrans, racial discrimination against the Blood Demons cannot even be called racial discrimination, since the Blood Demons' infamy is known to everyone from Londinium to Saint-Germain.

So the moment Bai Xun, the pureblood demon, entered the Dragon Gate, Chen Huijie, who had received the information, began to monitor (and harass) Bai Xun intensely.

They even went so far as to disguise themselves as people checking water, electricity, and gas meters and visit their homes for three consecutive days. Unfortunately, they discovered that Bai Xun, this blood demon, was somewhat unworthy of the name of his race.

He was such a law-abiding citizen, so much so that even Chen Huijie, who was intensely watching him, couldn't find anything wrong with him.

Until today, in Chen Huijie's eyes, Bai Xun, this inherently evil blood demon, has finally shown his true colors.

"Don't worry, An Suo. Go back and wait. I'll let you know as soon as I've resolved this."

Chen Huijie solemnly promised An Suo.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, An Suo quickly shook his head, scratched his cheek, and said hesitantly,

"Hey Officer Chen, you see, I also stole Bai Xun's wallet. Why don't you arrest me first?"

Chen: "Hmm?"

As a police officer, this was truly the first time she had ever heard such an outrageous request.

"Do you want to be arrested?"

"Yeah, I love it here. Going to the Guard Bureau feels like coming home!"

The girl's eyes lit up immediately, and even her ears perked up.

"I lived alone in a drafty, boring little shack. But everyone at the Guard Bureau is so talented, they're all so funny, and there are free meals and a warm bed. I love it here, it's so much better than home~~~"

Seeing An Suo's excited expression, Chen fell silent.

After a moment, he sighed helplessly.

"Can't you go and get a good job to improve your life? You can't be a pickpocket forever."

Chen's well-intentioned advice sounded rather harsh to An Suo's ears, causing the little rabbit to quickly shake its head.

"No, it's impossible for me to work, it's never going to happen in my life."

"Officer Chen, I never went to school, I'm physically weak, and I'm infected. I can't find a job at all, and I've only survived by petty theft... You wouldn't understand."

An Suo's voice lowered. Chen wanted to say something, but looking at the girl's drooping rabbit ears, he finally sighed helplessly.

He simply took out the handcuffs and pushed them in front of An Suo, saying as he walked towards the door.

"Put yourself in handcuffs and go file a report. I'm going to arrest that inherently evil blood demon brat."

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Penguin Logistics Headquarters, at the end of the earth.

As a lavishly decorated bar with a wide selection of drinks, The End of the Earth might have customers, but as the headquarters of Penguin Logistics, it's unlikely that it would have any.

After all, given Penguin Logistics' renowned reputation in Lungmen, most people wouldn't risk being pelted with Molotov cocktails to come here for a drink.

Therefore, there are generally only two types of people who come to the Bar at the End of the Earth.

First, employees of Penguin Logistics.

Secondly, there are people who come looking for trouble.

Swire clearly belongs to the second type, but unlike the troublemakers who can be beaten up and kicked away, Swire has a powerful Guard Bureau and an even larger family business behind her.

Even if the people at Penguin Logistics were crazy, they wouldn't dare do anything to Swire.

At this moment, in the magnificent bar, three people are sitting opposite Swire. Can you guess who they are?

One is Exusiai, with red hair, red eyes, and a halo above her head, and a flat chest, just like Fu Hua.

One of them had erect wolf ears, gray hair that reached his waist, a Pocky stick in his mouth, and a calm expression; it was Texas.

One was restless but pretending to be calm, the croissant was soft, sweet and delicious, just right.

Exusiai, Texas, and Croissant were the three sitting at the table opposite Swire.

Croissant was the first to turn to the side and loudly conspire with her colleagues.

"Oh no, the police are here! The boss isn't here, what are we going to do about the ticket?"

"Same as always, you pay for your own."

Texas, chewing on her pokey, didn't seem to care much.

"But some of these mistakes were committed by us together, so it's not easy to assign blame."

The red-haired angel flipped through the parking tickets one by one, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him, triggering his extraordinary wisdom.

"Hey, I have an idea!"

Exia, who held up one finger, instantly caught the attention of her two colleagues.

"How about we draw lots? Whoever's name is chosen will pay this month's fine."

"Okay, I agree!"

Croissant, who had already spent all her salary at the beginning of the month and was currently eating greenery every day, was the first to raise her hand in agreement.

She genuinely can't afford the fine right now... As for what if she gets randomly selected for the lottery?

With a one-in-three chance, how could it be such a coincidence to draw her? Others are fearful, she is greedy!

I bet the hell out of him!

"I..."

Texas was about to retort when Exusiai snatched the box of Pokey in front of her and chopped it down with a chop to the neck.

"The minority shall obey the majority. Everyone shall randomly draw a Pokey, and whoever has the shorter one shall pay!"

"My Pokey..."

Texas looked at Exusiai, who had already pulled out a Pokey stick with only a small section broken off, and wondered if she should also send a hand chop to her apple.

But the "gentle and taciturn" German dog didn't say much in the end, and took out a Pokey together with Croissant.

The result is obvious when comparing the three.

Texas's is the longest, followed by Exusiai, and Croissant's is the shortest.

"It's over!"

Croissant looked at the short, weak Pokey in her hand and felt like the sky had fallen.

"Can you guys hurry up a little?"

Seeing Croissant and the other two struggling for half a day, Swire patiently urged them on, which made Croissant, who couldn't even pull out a single coin from her pocket, shake her head vigorously while gripping her horns.

"What should I do? I should have known better than to be a gambler!"

Texas, please help Croissant!

Croissant looked pitifully at Texas, who was still mourning her pokey and had no intention of paying any attention to Croissant.

"A bet's a bet, I won't lend you money."

Croissant then turned her pleading gaze to Exusiai, but Sarkaz, who always stood by her friends, quickly raised her hands in a Gallic salute.

"I'm broke too. .45 ammo has gone up in price lately, and you know how fast the Vector fires. All my LMD has been wasted on bullets!"

The shield-dog Croissant, oblivious to the cost of bullets, could only sigh incessantly.

Just as Croissant was getting more and more distressed, a familiar voice came from the doorway, instantly bringing a moment of inspiration to the horned girl.

"Huh? Your bar actually has customers?"

"Thank goodness, it's Bai Xun! I'm saved!"

Croissant looked excitedly at Bai Xun who was walking up to her, overjoyed.

"Bai Xun, you've come at just the right time!"

Chapter 5 Croissant's Blood Selling Story: Rented Boyfriend Bai Xun

After a whirlwind ride, Bai Xun gracefully brought his electric wheelchair to a stop in front of a bar at the edge of the earth and entered.

They quickly noticed that something was off about the atmosphere in the bar. Exusiai, Croissant, and Texas were sitting opposite a golden retriever named Felin, all with serious expressions.

Bai Xun, who sensed something was wrong, paused slightly.

"Perhaps I came at the wrong time."

"No, you came just in time!"

Upon seeing Bai Xun approaching, Croissant was overjoyed. He grabbed Bai Xun's arm and pulled him to the round table in an instant.

"Oh, is this the reinforcement you brought over?"

Shi Huaiya raised her long tail slightly and sized up the handsome young man whose appearance was very relatable.

"White hair and red eyes, no obvious distinguishing features... an Agorian?"

"No, it's actually the Blood Demon."

Under Swire's astonished gaze, Bai Xun openly admitted his race.

"That Blood Demon that the Pink Sausage Dragon often talks about? No wonder your name sounds familiar."

"I'm really flattered to be remembered by Inspector Chen."

Bai Xun pursed his lips, sat down next to the croissant, and turned to look at the girl carrying the croissant.