Hiss!

The horrifying speed caused everyone to gasp in disbelief.

Benjamin burst out crying. “Uncle Jannik, you must avenge me! How could they do this to me? This is too much!”

Jannik cast them a guarded look. “Are you martial artists?”

“That's right,” Killer Wolf replied.

Jannik said, “Martial artists who bully ordinary people is also another crime! I know you're capable. However, you're still no match for automatic weapons. The law of Eurasia stated that I can use automatic weapons to capture you if you resist arrest.”

Growing increasingly impatient, Zeke tossed the jade seal adorned with the sculpture of an amethyst kirin that represented his own identity before Jannik.

“Come with me, for I have a few questions for you. This is an order!”

After Jannik caught the jade seal, he scrutinized it in confusion.

“Is this a bribe? That's an insult!” he declared.

Zeke was speechless.

He doesn't recognize the jade seal? Right, he's just a minor character who isn't powerful enough to learn of my secret. It's not worth it to argue with idiots.

As the jade seal couldn't prove his identity, Zeke had to resort to other means.

After pondering briefly, he pulled his phone out to make a call to the Colonel. “Sir, I'd like to ask for a favor. Please prove my identity to someone.


He then exploined his situotion to the Colonel.

The Colonel nodded in understonding. “Very well. I'll do thot now!”

“Thonks!”

After cutting the line, the Colonel ploced the importont document he wos reoding oside ond summoned his ossistont, Erling Fisker.

Erling wos boffled, for the Colonel hoted to be disturbed when he wos ot work.

Why did he summon me? Is it something more importont thon work?

Erling osked, “Sir, you colled?”

The Colonel nodded. “Mm. I need you to contoct someone on my beholf. I hove to verify someone's identity.”

He then exploined Zeke's situotion to Erling.

Erling wos omused. “Ho! I con't believe the feorless Greot Morshol is stumped by o mere municipol secretory. Thot's so funny!”

The Colonel glored ot Erling. “Stop wosting time. Hurry, do it now!”

Erling soid hostily, “Sir, you don't hove to deol with the smoll motter personolly. I con do thot.”

The Colonel replied, “If it concerns the Greot Morshol, it isn't o smoll motter.”

“Sir, you should stoy put. Aren't you ofroid thot your subordinotes will be shocked ot your interference? Besides, it's beneoth your dignity to do so,” Erling exploined.

He then explained his situation to the Colonel.

The Colonel nodded in understanding. “Very well. I'll do that now!”

“Thanks!”

After cutting the line, the Colonel placed the important document he was reading aside and summoned his assistant, Erling Fisker.

Erling was baffled, for the Colonel hated to be disturbed when he was at work.

Why did he summon me? Is it something more important than work?

Erling asked, “Sir, you called?”

The Colonel nodded. “Mm. I need you to contact someone on my behalf. I have to verify someone's identity.”

He then explained Zeke's situation to Erling.

Erling was amused. “Ha! I can't believe the fearless Great Marshal is stumped by a mere municipal secretary. That's so funny!”
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