Chapter 96: No more attacks on the port mafia...

Since he wanted to make Officer A his high-level reserve food, Douma naturally couldn't let him die here in vain. He picked up the unconscious Officer A by the back of his collar like a chicken and prevented him from falling to the ground.

After securing the unconscious High-Level Reserve No. 2 Officer A, Douma looked at High-Level Reserve No. 1, who was huddled in the corner with his head hanging down, pretending to be a wallflower, and said simply, "Follow me."

The psychic who had been observing the situation out of the corner of his eye shuddered when he heard that, and reluctantly left the safe corner and followed Douma's footsteps.

This commotion caused quite a stir. At least on the floor where Officer A was, everyone knew clearly that something had happened.

Those who were able to stay on the same floor with Officer A, a life-loving guy who only trusted himself, were obviously tricked into voluntarily wearing ruby ​​collars, and turned from ambitious newcomers of the Port Mafia into dogs that belonged only to Officer A.

Under such circumstances, naturally no one would be willing to stand up for Cadre A. The victims hate Cadre A, the culprit, so much that they don’t have time to meddle in other people’s business.

So, under the scorching gazes of the crowd, Douma walked in the silent corridor carrying cadre A, who was like a dead dog, and no one stood up to stop him all the way to the elevator at the end.

The victims who secretly peeked in to watch this satisfying scene, their despairing eyes that had lost their luster were rekindled, and they looked at Douma as if they were looking at the god who saved them. The preaching (crossed out) and idle chatter that they had heard in the past but never took to heart, all came to their minds at the same time.

Before Douma and Officer A walked into the elevator and left, someone finally mustered up the courage to rush out from the crack of the door and asked loudly, "Douma-sama, are you here to save us?"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Douma stopped and turned to face the questioner with hope in his eyes. His eyes involuntarily fell on the dazzling ruby ​​collar on the other's neck. He was speechless for a moment and then fell into deep thought: Is he too arrogant?

People in desperate situations are always extremely sensitive. They were quick to notice that the beautiful, colorful eyes of Douma-sama who was looking at them were gradually filled with sadness.

Douma-sama really wants to save them!

Realizing this, their emotions couldn't help but fluctuate greatly. Joy, gratitude, fear, grievance...all kinds of complex emotions mixed together and finally converged into devout faith.

After finishing his self-examination, Douma raised his eyes and saw a bunch of familiar gazes that made him speechless. Ah, this... a new believer (crossed out) seems to have been born again.

Faced with this kind of fiery gaze that made his scalp tingle no matter how many times he saw it, Douma really wanted to turn around and leave them alone, but his aching conscience would not allow him to do so.

"Yes, I am." Douma sighed and nodded with his eyes closed. Then he threw the trunk A in his right hand to the ground and bent down to use physical awakening method.

After a series of loud popping sounds, Officer A's pale and weak face swelled up into a funny pig's head.

With such a hardcore physical awakening method, it is impossible for a mortal to not wake up while still alive, except for those who were knocked unconscious.

Leader A woke up with severe pain on his face. His eyes were originally very small, and became even smaller after swelling. Even if he tried hard to open his eyes, it was just a crack that could be easily overlooked. If Douma's eyesight was not good enough, he would not even be able to tell that Leader A had his eyes open.

Seeing that the person had woken up, Douma could only reluctantly stop slapping him. After all, he was not a devil, and he couldn't hit him anymore even if he really wanted to relieve the pressure.

Facing Douma who had returned to normal, Officer A's tongue, which had been forced to be inoperable, became flexible again, but the fear that had been deeply rooted in his soul made him dare not talk nonsense anymore. He struggled to stand up with the help of the wall, and his random glances successfully helped him to understand the environment he was in.

"I am to blame for the whole thing. I will send the person to you right away. There won't be a next time. Please..." Officer A managed to put on a fawning smile on his swollen face, demonstrating what it meant to follow his heart, even though no one could see it.

Douma looked away in disdain, not giving Officer A any face, and interrupted him crisply: "That's not what I want to talk about now."

Official A, who was flattering the horse, smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, please go ahead."

Having been humiliated by Douma in public, the bullying cadre A dared not say a word. His rage naturally burned towards other blind people, the dozen or so slaves wearing ruby ​​collars.

But with Douma here to suppress him, even if Officer A is furious, he can't do anything now. He can only use his swollen little eyes to glare viciously at the slaves who dared to watch his excitement, thinking viciously in his heart that those who have seen his miserable experiences will die in the future!

Everyone sensed Officer A's ill intentions, but when they took one look at Douma-sama, who was radiating holy light (?), the slight fear that had just emerged in their hearts immediately disappeared, leaving only joy and trust in their hearts.

Douma: ...Is it possible that not only can this ogre not emit holy light, but sunlight is also this ogre's fatal weakness.

Douma skillfully ignored the increasingly fiery gazes cast upon him, looked at Officer A without question, and ordered: "You, go and take off the ruby ​​collars around their necks."

In fact, Douma doesn't know whether Executive A's special ability can be removed by himself, but this doesn't prevent him from trying to deceive Executive A. It won't hurt to try anyway. If Executive A can't remove the special ability, he can just go to Dazai Osamu to find a solution, [No Longer Human] yyds!

"?!" Officer A looked back at Douma in shock, unable to believe that Douma actually asked him to let go of the slave he had tricked with great difficulty. His body was in pain, and his usually eloquent tongue seemed to be suddenly knotted: "Ah... this..."

"Hmm?" Douma raised his eyebrows dangerously, and softened his voice, as if he was easy to talk to: "You don't want to?"

Listening to Douma's gentle voice, Officer A, who had suffered a loss before, felt his injured wrist hurt even more.

Officer A, who felt threatened, lowered his head in submission. His naturally drooping long bangs hid the hatred in his eyes. After a while, he calmed down the emotions in his eyes and walked towards those people wearing ruby ​​collars as if nothing had happened.

His special ability [The Insanity of the Gem King] can ensure that those who voluntarily wear the ruby ​​collar can never take it off again. However, it does not mean that he, the owner of the special ability, cannot take it off. He just has never done so.

After all, who would be so stupid as to let go of the duck that they have caught? Oh, it turned out to be Officer A, that's all right.

Cadre A, who had no choice but to act like a fool, could not bear the pain of being cut into flesh, and used his uninjured hand to tremble and remove their restraints one by one.

Officer A thought that after what happened, nothing could make him feel worse. However, something he never expected happened. There really was something more uncomfortable for him: Douma's request was not only to let go of those people in his hands, but also more.

"Not bad." Douma looked at these new members of the Port Mafia who had regained their freedom and nodded with satisfaction. Then, as if he remembered something, he casually said, "By the way, you are not allowed to attack any members of the Port Mafia in the future. Not even a single one."

"?!" Executive A was filled with resentment after hearing the restrictions set for him by Douma.

The wrist that was severely injured by Douma's bite began to hurt again. Officer A gritted his teeth and stretched out his other hand to cover the injured area. He hummed a few unclear words and decided to muddle through the matter first. As soon as Douma left, he would go to Mori Ogai to complain.

Seeing that Officer A had agreed, Douma decided not to stay in this unlucky place any longer. He glanced at Officer A, who seemed to have a sore wrist, and said unreasonably, "Since you're awake, I won't take you to the hospital. Can you go by yourself?"

It is impossible for him to feel guilty. Who let Officer A provoke him without knowing the consequences? If he does not fight back, everyone will think he is a coward who allows himself to be bullied.

"Don't bother Officer Douma, I can go to the hospital by myself." Officer A nodded repeatedly without any dissatisfaction. Not only was he not angry, he was particularly happy. He really wanted Douma to get out of here as soon as possible and get out of his sight. He never wanted to see Douma again!

Douma didn't care what Officer A really thought. Since Officer A said so, he took it as what he really thought. Then he glanced at the new members of the Port Mafia who had regained their freedom. Seeing that they were still standing there stupidly, he reminded them, "Go."

The new members of the port mafia who got the reminder looked at each other, tacitly ignored the ugly-looking cadre A, passed by him one after another, opened the stairwell and rushed in.

After all, even if the elevator in the Ganghei Building could accommodate all of them at once, as newcomers in the workplace, they still need to be careful not to compete with their superiors for the elevator. Having experienced a terrible trap that almost ruined their lives, they should be more cautious.

Being ignored by the slave who originally belonged to him, Officer A's face became even uglier. The excessive negative emotions made Officer A feel nauseous and wanted to vomit. At the same time, his hatred for Douma became stronger.

But the most urgent thing was to get to the hospital as soon as possible. Officer A, who was blacking out and about to pass out again, took out his cell phone, picked a number at random and called. His voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: "Take me to the hospital quickly... I'm at..."

Before he could finish his words, Officer A fainted. Fortunately, the person he contacted was fully capable of finding his location and sending him to the hospital.

"?" Sen Ouwai stared at the number on the phone suspiciously, confirming that the guy on the other side who looked like he was about to die was Mr. A, the cadre he had just accepted.

Who is it? Who has the guts to touch their cadres under the protection of the port mafia?

Mori Owl is puzzled and has no other options. The port mafia is now very short of financial support, and ATM A cannot die now.