I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 95: Garden and Wasteland

Inside the three adjacent luxurious manors, violent energy fluctuations erupted after the Security Departnt agents stord in.

The superhumans belonging to the three major families had made their move, and a large-scale battle had begun.

After receiving their orders, those dozens of agents split into three teams of ten each on average, each team choosing a manor to carry out the bloody judgnt.

Upon entering the manors, they advanced rapidly with seamless coordination, like the most precise machines.

Whenever they encountered a mber of a noble family, they would attack together, executing the slaughter with their utmost efficiency.

The Law Enforcent Departnt personnel and the Casino Board of Trustees superhumans who had entered first all turned grim-faced upon seeing this.

Damn it! What are the Security Departnt people trying to do with so few hands?! Carrying out a bloody judgnt??

Soon, the superhumans of the three major families also discovered the agents' massacre of their kin, and these superhumans flew into a rage!

Over a hundred superhumans, after a brief period of chaos, quickly gathered together and began their counterattack.

The outnumbered agents began to suffer casualties under the assault of the large number of hostile superhumans.

The remaining agents began to fight a retreating battle, withdrawing to the side of the Law Enforcent Departnt and Casino Board of Trustees personnel.

"Law Enforcent Departnt, join the fight! We must eliminate the three major families tonight!!!"

The few remaining agents shouted one after another, choosing to try and drag these others down with them.

The Law Enforcent Departnt and Casino Board of Trustees personnel who had entered first, having been caught in the crossfire of attacks from these over a hundred enraged superhumans, were also forced to begin fighting back.

Abel Norton, this veteran agent, had screwed over more than just the Energy Departnt...

The Law Enforcent Departnt and Casino Board of Trustees people were also cursing the Security Departnt people as lunatics in their hearts!

Hearing the commotion of the battle starting, Abel Norton, standing outside the three families' compound, knew full well that with this few people, they were utterly insufficient to annihilate the three major families.

He skillfully began the most crucial second step of his plan.

A seamless, impeccable timing, an excuse that could withstand anyone's scrutiny.

With a grave expression, Abel Norton turned to Loren, who stood beside him, and said:

"Our Security Bureau reinforcents will also take a while to arrive. Mr. Loren, you are also an Interstellar Hunter. I wonder if half the assets of the three major families would be enough to commission you for a task?"

Simultaneously, he prayed in his heart that Loren would demand more Spirit Stones.

Ideally, enough to thoroughly ignite Loren's killing intent towards the entire old noble class.

Na your price, the more the better. If you dare ask, I dare give it to you!! Abel Norton silently thought to himself.

"Could it be a bit more?" Loren asked with a smile, sensing the intensity of the battle not far away.

"Please, speak. The Security Bureau is never stingy," Abel Norton replied calmly.

The Raven vanished from his shoulder, the black wings on his back spread open once more, and that black-and-gold revolver appeared in Loren's hand at the opportune mont.

The dark, yawning muzzle lifted, aid at Abel Norton's head. Loren smiled and asked:

"Five shots. After that, regardless of the outco, I will act. Will you accept this price, Agent Norton?"

Hearing Loren's demand, Abel Norton's face showed no surprise.

Having received intelligence on Loren aboard the aircraft, he naturally knew Loren's modus operandi.

"Of course. Please be quick. My agents won't last much longer."

The mont his words fell, a gunshot abruptly rang out.

"Bang!"

A bullet roared out from the black-and-gold revolver, heading straight for Abel Norton's head.

As a seventh-stage Martial Artist, Abel Norton calmly closed his eyes upon seeing that bullet.

He had great faith in his energy-tempered physique.

Simultaneously, he had also gleaned from the intelligence analysis that the power of the opponent's revolver was still within a controllable range.

What was truly formidable was that bizarre ability the other party had always kept hidden.

As long as the other party didn't use that strange ability, he was certain he could withstand that bullet!!

"Boom!" The bullet exploded violently against Abel Norton's forehead.

The flas ford by the explosion engulfed Abel Norton's entire body...

As the flas dissipated, Abel Norton's figure reappeared in Loren's sight.

Apart from a trickle of blood flowing from his forehead, the rest of his body was rely a bit disheveled. Even his uniform showed not the slightest tear.

Abel Norton's uniform was specially developed by the Technology Departnt, capable of handling many unexpected situations, such as explosions and the like.

"Mr. Loren, thank you for holding back. Let the commission begin," Abel Norton said in a low voice.

He knew that as long as he withstood one bullet, the remaining four shots from the other party would be blanks.

He had bet correctly!! When accepting a commission, the other party would not imbue that revolver with that strange ability.

Although dangerous, the other party was an Interstellar Hunter who followed the rules.

"I did not hold back," Loren shook his head calmly and sighed.

Bad luck, but unexpectedly strong physique, huh?

It seems the power of energy bullets can no longer keep up with the enemies I'm facing...

Loren calmly put away the revolver in his hand and strode towards one of the manors.

He would accept this commission.

Loren did not fire the remaining four blank shots. That would be aningless.

A ga where you know there are no bullets holds no fun whatsoever...

The revolver's power could no longer keep up with his growth speed.

When facing high-tier superhumans, especially the monstrous physiques of Martial Artists, it had beco sowhat inadequate.

It seems for the next advancent, I should focus the ability on the revolver...

As he walked towards the manor, Loren silently contemplated his next ability in his heart.

While pondering, he stepped into the manor.

Inside the manor, corpses lay everywhere in pools of blood.

There were Law Enforcent Departnt personnel, Casino Board of Trustees mbers, and also those Security Departnt agents.

Of course, there were even more corpses of the nobles.

In the manor's front courtyard, aside from corpses and shattered structures, there wasn't a single living soul, making it feel desolate and empty.

Loren closed his eyes and used his psychic power to sense where the superhumans were gathered.

As a sixth-stage Psychic, his psychic power was now capable of scanning a large area.

"All gathered in the garden behind the manor? Saves the trouble of searching for them one by one," Loren chuckled softly.

The black wings on his back fluttered slightly, and Loren's figure vanished from the spot.

The garden of this manor had already been turned into a wasteland by the battles of nurous superhumans.

Large craters of black soil dotted the garden ground, scars left by the fighting, with no trace of its forr appearance remaining.

Over a hundred furious superhumans surrounded another group of battered and bruised superhumans.

The surrounded superhumans were all from the Security Departnt, Law Enforcent Departnt, and the Casino Board of Trustees.

Being able to hold out until now against such numbers was a testant to their disciplined training.

"It seems I'm not too late," a calm voice ca from above the garden.

Imdiately following this voice, Loren, with black wings growing from his back, eerily materialized within the ruined garden, gazing calmly at the hundred-plus superhumans.