Chapter 033: Who Is That Person

"Are you guys from the law enforcement team?"

Fred noticed that their uniforms weren't standard-issue and assumed that they were young masters from some family acting as law enforcers.

Ethan Coates's expression remained unchanged: "No, big brother, I'm part of the Slaughter Squad."

The crowd behind: "..."

Deputy Coates, we still have dignity to protect.

They now seem like mere exterminators.

Fred's handsome brows furrowed, "You mean the ancient martial arts cleaning team."

"..."

This one's even more direct.

It reduced them to the status of cleaners.

Jeremy Jennings and Zachary Fisher, trying to endure their surging pain, listened to their conversation with furrowed brows.

"Pfft!"

Jeremy spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow! Just spitting out blood like that," Ethan Coates exaggeratedly jumped back.

Len Hawthorne took out his ID, flashed it, and put it away, "We now accuse you of obstructing official duties and destroying a second-class historical relic."