Chapter 119: 115 My Name Is Qi Ming—I Make Troublemakers Cry for Help (Fifth Update, Requesting Full Subscription!)

The scene at that moment was extremely brutal.

The women who had bullied the Victory Team for following the rules were beaten senseless by Qi Ming’s six strikes per second, wailing and crying as they fled in utter panic.

The woman who had shouted, “How could something this good possibly be a super-beast?” was kicked by Qi Ming several meters away and lay unable to rise for a long time.

The woman who had yelled, “Don’t interfere with my parenting!” was slapped across the face by Qi Ming’s free hand, spinning like a top.

The woman who had cried, “How could any parent in the world be wrong? We’re all doing this for our children!” was knocked flat on the ground by a baseball bat.

Yet this fierce woman still had the strength to curse back and try to trap him, shouting, “Dare you kill me?”

Qi Ming showed no mercy—he grabbed her hair at the back of her head, yanked her upper body up, forced her to kneel with her waist bent into a C-shape, and unleashed another barrage of blows.

The earlier defiant cry of “Dare you kill me?” had turned, after her head was bloodied, into desperate pleas: “Stop hitting me! I’m sorry! I’m leaving right now!”

The children watching this were all stunned silent.

Some girls burst into tears; boys, seeing their mothers beaten, rushed forward to scratch at Qi Ming.

For these children—who had not acted out of malice and were, in fact, victims—Qi Ming showed considerable patience.

He flicked a steel ball against each child’s forehead:

“You care about your mother, but do you know what she wants to do?”

“She wants to turn you into mindless puppets who obey every command without thought.”

“Do you want to give up baseball, soccer, and video games forever? Do you want to become walking corpses? This is saving you.”

On the other side, a woman cleverly pulled at Shan Zhong: “Someone’s beating people here—your Victory Team, come and stop this!”

Shan Zhong: “Our duty is supernatural phenomena and monster disasters. Report this to the police.”

Kishida spoke in a sarcastic tone: “Of course we can intervene—but the Victory Team cannot attack ordinary citizens. We can only kindly urge him to stop, just as we just urged you to leave.”

We politely asked you to leave earlier and you refused. Now that you’ve suffered pain, you think we’re reliable and want our help? Dream on!

It’s almost funny—if it were the Victory Team, a moral paragon like Xiao, they’d definitely have stopped Qi Ming.

But Shan Zhong and Kishida now thought Qi Ming was doing exactly right—he should make these shrews understand their place.

Zhu Xingtuan wanted to say something, but Xitiao Ning again urged him to remain restrained.

The woman was so furious she nearly spat blood; just as she opened her mouth to curse, Qi Ming charged toward her wielding his baseball bat.

Without hesitation, she grabbed her child and ran.

Mayumi watched, utterly stunned.

Was this still the Victory Team she knew? This was a gang of thugs!

Is TPC a den of organized crime?

Three minutes later, the area was cleared.

In truth, Qi Ming had only beaten a dozen of the most aggressive “ringleaders”; most women, seeing how violently things had gone, had already slipped away early.

After beating them, Qi Ming felt no fatigue—he looked refreshed: “I’ve been holding in a lot of stress lately. Now it’s finally released.”

Mayumi: “Isn’t this… a bit excessive?”

Qi Ming struck his left palm with the baseball bat:

“There’s no point reasoning with these troublemakers. We have to communicate in a way they understand better.”

“I really don’t want to solve problems with violence—but the environment here is just too foul.”

It’s not me who’s wrong—it’s this world.

Qi Ming turned to Zhu Xingtuan: “Captain, look—I’ve personally done the dirty work to protect children’s souls from being devoured, and I didn’t kill a single person. Shouldn’t I be praised?”

Zhu Xingtuan stared, speechless, his face a mix of shock and disbelief.

In that moment, he finally understood the helplessness Feng Yuan had felt toward Zhu Xingtuan in the original Leo series—there was no reasoning with him. His logic towered over yours.

Zhu Xingtuan finally managed to say: “But beating women… isn’t that wrong?”

Xitiao Ning: “I’m a woman too, and I think it’s perfectly fine. Qi Ming’s method is the most efficient.”

In her view, these women were irrational and dared to obstruct official duties—even a warning shot might not work. Only someone as unrestrained as Qi Ming could handle them.

Shan Zhong, rubbing his thigh, also agreed: Qi Ming never showed favoritism or coddled anyone—he applied “brute force creates miracles” equally inside and out.

“Warm-up’s over. The nuisances are gone. Time to get down to business.” Qi Ming stared intently at the descending balloon ship.

He told Mayumi the balloon ship super-beast might not fully sever her connection with Formig.

Although it claimed to absorb children’s souls, the result showed each child still retained one soul and one spirit.

The absorbed souls were incomplete—the balloon ship super-beast lacked sufficient power.

But Mayumi had no retreat left; she nodded nervously, resigned to her fate.

The balloon ship was less than five minutes from landing when another group arrived—the Defense Force, as Huimei had mentioned.

Their leader was familiar: Liu Chunye, from the earlier Rayelos and Angulas incident.

One must admit the Defense Force had some merits—despite being disabled, these soldiers remained determined, patrolling even on crutches.

Kishida spoke sharply: “You’re here to cause trouble again?”

Even after being nearly killed by Qi Ming last time, Liu Chunye still regarded TPC with contempt, as if it were unprofessional.

He remained unmoved, coldly stating: “I received a report, so I brought soldiers to investigate. This is our jurisdiction. You leave.”

Qi Ming glanced at Zhu Xingtuan’s cane, then at Liu Chunye’s: “Why are you imitating our captain by walking with a cane?”

This remark shattered Liu Chunye’s composure—his eyes nearly blazed with fire.

How dare you! Wasn’t that what you did while I was unconscious?!

Even with his iron will, he had suffered terribly since then.

Qi Ming waved his hand dismissively, like shooing away a beggar:

“There’s some situation here, but we’ll handle it.”

“Leave gracefully before I make you leave by force.”

Liu Chunye: “This is under Defense Force jurisdiction. If you refuse, we’ll forcibly clear the area…”

His words suddenly froze.

He turned around and saw his own soldiers, staring at Qi Ming with the baseball bat, instinctively stepping back—pushing him forward as if shielding him.

Liu Chunye was stubborn, but his soldiers weren’t fools—they remembered Qi Ming’s previous display and had no desire to provoke him.

Huimei, wearing headphones in the command center, listened to the commotion and thought: How popular is this balloon ship super-beast that it’s drawn so many monsters and demons?

One group of bad parents, one group of Defense Force—after handling these two, things should be fine.

But the next moment, her expression froze—something new had happened.

“When did it appear? Why did radar only detect it now, so close to the ground?”

“What is this black spacecraft? Is it also heading for the balloon ship super-beast?”

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