Chapter 979: Section 638: Dream Light Year (Part 3)_2
Turning around, Malin looked at the woman with the yin-yang haircut halfway through drawing her gun. Her hand, as if rusted, struggled desperately to pull the weapon out, but Malin’s spiritual energy stopped her from taking her own path to destruction.
Malin smirked and swung the iron pipe in his hand. The hollow metal tube whistled through the air, striking the fool’s hand and breaking it, daring as she was to draw a firearm.
At that moment, Malin’s toy car finally stopped on the roadside nearby. Malin walked over to the vehicle, receiving the identification documents from the car’s robotic arm, before turning to glance at the Carterburg SWAT team’s counterterrorism assault vehicle parked not far away.
Several officers jumped out of the vehicle. Maybe they had recognized Malin, as one female officer quickly approached: "Peru squad leader, thank you for your hard work."
"It’s nothing, just loosening up my joints a bit," Malin said casually.
"It seems you’ve gotten over your heartbreak, Captain. Congratulations," the human woman said with a smile.
Malin rolled his eyes—Young lady, bringing up what shouldn’t be mentioned, one day you’ll end up digging yourself into your own grave.
The woman who had her bag snatched woke up after being treated and injected with medications. After confirming her belongings were unharmed, she gratefully shook hands with both Malin and the human officer.
"Thank you both. You are the most professional officers I’ve encountered in Westland."
"It’s our duty as officers," Malin replied officially.
"Indeed, ma’am, our captain is absolutely right. We are the Carterburg SWAT team, the most professional officers you’ll find in Westland," the young human woman said cheerfully in agreement.