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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 692: Please Surrender Yourself - Part 2

Mr. Hog got thoroughly drunk in the bar's main hall, which saved him from being found in a private booth with a gaping hole through his chest.

"He might not make it back alive from the Fisherman's Club."

Song Lan worried about the future of his recently-made good friend.

After all, the methods of those from other races differed from his; they were vicious enough to feed innocent bystanders to plants in the sewers. He'd bet that even after working at Libra, the symbol of the United Government's judicial power, for so long, Hog had certainly never encountered such deranged criminals.

"If he can survive this, let's consider those things then."

"Rose said she'd keep an eye on that place. Although she's never been inside, she knows how the club calls its gatherings."