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Enforcer Manual

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. The specter of unemployment looms large... The count of missing individuals steadily climbs... A relentless tide of fugitives... As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet. And I, unfortunately, have become one. (Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

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Chapter 637: A Boss's Life Starting from Zero_2

People say that the unknown often stems from fear, and Guan Lili deeply agreed with that.

When she had established a temporary hideout in the "killer's" apartment with a blanket over her, she felt a sense of calm settle within her.

She was still the one who paid for the room with her Platinum Membership Card, and considered that indulging in it before getting silenced was certainly better than dying in a state of constant terror. She noticed the lingering scent in the room, raised her hand, and requested, "I'll have a bowl of fish soup."

"You've come to the right person."

Song Lan automatically ignored Guan Lili calling him a serial killer; under Little Blackie's long-term siege, he had learned to deal with such things generously, now automatically glossing over keywords such as "serial killer," "cold-blooded assassin," and "psychopathic murderer," "These fish are quite special, not something even a company executive like you could taste on a regular basis."