Privatization

West looked at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao also looked back.

"Why don't you... just disband the organization."

"Actually, we have a few more people."

"Oh, are they not here?"

"Accountant, logistics, warehouse manager, president's secretary, and HQ security guard."

"Wait, you said there are twelve of you, but that's only eleven including you, right?"

"It'll be twelve if you join us."

"What missions have you done recently?"

"Fighting evil spirits, fighting evil spirits, fighting evil spirits, fighting evil spirits..."

"Are there that many evil spirits in LA for you to fight?"

"No, actually it's the same place, but we kept failing."

Okay, they're hopeless.

Aren't they just a bunch of trash?

A combat organization with an equal number of combatants and support staff, and a president.

"Disband it."