Enforcer Manual

Chapter 1001 - 901: The Tides of Revolution_2

Chapter 1001: Chapter 901: The Tides of Revolution_2Declaring in public that he would deal with the officials of the Covenant Nation was far bolder and more reckless than the actions of the Rebel Army, even Rosali, who bore the name "Hades," was stunned for a good while upon hearing this.

Song Lan couldn’t help but add, "Everything he just said represents his personal opinion only and has nothing to do with the Law Enforcers or District Seventeen."

"Why are you being so distant, lad? I’m just saying what you’re too scared to admit."

Old Void complained discontentedly.

Among these people, he knew Song Lan the longest and was also one of those who understood him best.

Don’t be fooled by his lethargic demeanor every day, for if he really got started, he hardly ever left any survivors.

"Covenant Nation officials? How are they any different from all those big shots who died by your hand..."

"Obviously, Old Void is drunk, starting to spout nonsense."

You see, this is exactly why Song Lan doesn’t advocate heavy drinking.

"However, tonight we served Xingren beverages, which contain no alcohol."

Rosali reminded him.

"What you do not know is that Old Void here is addicted to almonds, and once he drinks an almond-flavored beverage, his consciousness starts to blur. Don’t take his words to heart. He’s simply watched too many movies and always fantasizes about being the protagonist."

Old Void didn’t argue, merely whistling cryptically.

Song Lan coughed lightly, and at this moment, he remembered an old friend whose social media account had been blocked due to his report before coming to the Oasis.

The beloved booze guardian of theirs, comrade Ivan.

Their last chat was still on a single "?"

The message before that was, "Was it you who reported me?"

"Why do I feel like your relationship isn’t as good as you imagine?"

Rosali couldn’t help but express her doubt after catching a glimpse of the chat history.

"All that is not important. What’s important is my friend Ivan knows people from the dispatched department. If they intervene, maybe they could solve the Lira officials problem."

"How to intervene? Most of those officials have been bought by the Brotherhood."

"Indeed, but life must go on."

Song Lan’s response left her somewhat puzzled, but he had no intention of explaining any further.

Life must go on.

Based on his re

The effect was immediate.

Less than ten minutes after the broadcast, two armored floating cars emblazoned with the Brotherhood’s insignia flew over their heads and landed in front of the camp.

Everything was as Rosali had predicted.