MTL - Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant (A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World)

  The sword in McGonagall's hand is very stable, every sword can hit a non-lethal position, and at the same time can ensure enough pain to Horace.

  In order to keep Horace awake and alive, and to fully appreciate the pain caused by each sword piercing the body, McGonagall also fed him a few healing pills between his mouth and screaming.

   is the kind of thing that can be bought casually in the dungeon pharmacy. The price is not expensive, but the effect is quite significant.

   "Kill me... I know I was wrong... You kill me..."

  Horace’s voice was full of fear and pain. He suddenly regretted it. Why didn’t he cooperate with the killer just now and give himself a better way to die.

  Blood slowly flowed from the wound, and the healing pills kept him awake like never before, and he could clearly understand the pain caused by every wound.

With the deep voice without emotion, but he read sword after sword, some pictures appeared in his mind. It was the women who had been violated by him. He once enjoyed the way they resisted, and the futile struggle would only Make him more excited.

  At this moment, a sharp sword appeared in their hands, stabbing him with a grim look.

  They are here for revenge, condensing the humiliation into this sword, and piercing his body fiercely.

"The 208th sword, for the girl who liked the blue ocean but could not be buried by the sea." McGonagall's voice remained unmoved, and the blunt sword pierced Horace's elbow, cut off the bones and unloaded it. Going to the joints, he glanced at the distant cliffs.

  Three figures appeared on the cliff, and the silver badge of the arrow reflected a glimmer of light.

  It's the people from the Investigation Bureau.

  Ten minutes, the efficiency is not bad.

  However, the leader is only at level 7. Although he has been locked with a sniper rifle, he has not fired.

  "Should the nearby branch arrived early?" McGonagall had just had a brief exchange with Xi, and it took twenty minutes for the large team of the Tuck City Investigation Bureau to arrive. In order to avoid a head-on conflict with the Investigation Bureau, he needs to leave before the opponent's main force arrives.

   McGonagall left a three-pointer to the investigative bureau personnel who appeared on the opposite cliff, and by the way accelerated the speed of execution a bit.

  The opponent should not have a heavy sniper of Xi's level, but be careful to make the Wannian Ship, if the ship overturns in the gutter, it will be embarrassing.

   "Captain, what shall we do now?"

  On the cliff, three investigators were hidden between a boulder and bushes. One of them was still driving a black heavy sniper in front of him, already locking the black figure in the valley below.

  They are now five kilometers away from the valley, completely within the effective kill range of a sniper rifle.

   "He has found us." The sniper released his finger from the trigger, his voice slightly depressed.

  He thought he was careful enough to hide his figure, but the moment he aimed, the opponent still found them.

  This sniper rifle allows him to kill the enemy more than five kilometers away. If the opponent is unaware of the situation, even the tenth-level strong can be killed with one shot.

  But the sight of the dark eyes under the man’s mask from the scope just made him tremble.

The feeling of    has exceeded the pressure brought to him by the tenth-level powerhouse.

  Sniping a super strong person who may exceed the tenth level, he chooses to give up.

   "The above command is for us to guard and follow the outside, don't let the opponent leave easily, and wait for the large troops to come." The captain said in a deep voice.

   "That guy is **** it, how many girls have he killed." The little teammate on the side mumbled.

"If you talk about this in private, don't talk about it when the people from the headquarters are here. Be careful that you lose your hat." Quark laughed, looking at the torture scene underway in the valley, his eyes It's also a bit complicated.

  At that time, he chose to leave the Tucker City Headquarters, and to this remote forest branch, he just couldn't understand the bureaucracy.

  The laws written on the surface are the same, but the boards that really fall on people are different.

  A guy like Horace has a lot of report records and evidence in the General Administration, but he is still active in major film festivals for more than three hundred years, and he still holds more than one billion shots of large-scale production movies.

  Even though the military has become stronger over the years, it is still beyond the reach of these things.

He also paid attention to the Horace incident this morning. However, as usual, Horace was either hidden by the Dixon family or silenced, or by influencing the verdict, allowing him to go to jail with a relatively short sentence and wait until the limelight passed before passing. For various reasons, he was asked to seek medical treatment on parole.

  The dog kept in captivity by the chaebol, the Criminal Investigation Bureau is not even qualified to fight, let alone seek justice for the victim.

  Unexpectedly, the Dixon family killed such a ruthless man halfway through.

  Live broadcast on the whole network, on-site trial, and on-site execution.

  Although it was clear that this was inconsistent with the regulations, his heart was shaken at this moment.

  If there is no such so-called judge, when will the grievances of the innocent girls who have been victimized be redressed? How long will the wretched men who are still extending their dirty hands to those irresistible girls?

  This guy, removed the fig leaf that covered everyone. At this moment, those guys, should they all feel fear?

  ...

"The Reconnaissance Bureau sent two battleships, along with eight tenth-level powerhouses. They will enter the combat range in eight minutes, and you must evacuate in five minutes." Hei's voice came from McGonagall's headset. Two rapidly approaching red dots also appeared in his line of sight.

   "The time is right." McGonagall took the sword out of the body of Horace, who had been stabbed into a blood man, and then pierced it in a relatively clean place.

  Three hundred and sixty-two swords. This is McGonagall's revenge for those recorded victims, but there should be many victims who have hidden this matter in their hearts and have not told anyone for various reasons.

"Kill me, please kill me, I can tell you everything I know... Fergus of the Dixon family was also involved in those things. He also killed a girl with his own hands and buried it in the film and television. Under the big tree outside the city...I still know a lot of things in the circle, you just have to promise to kill me with the next sword, and I will tell you all..."Horace has completely collapsed and only wants to die.

   McGonagall’s sword paused and looked at Horace and asked, “You said Fergus killed a girl and buried it under a tree outside the studio? Is this true?”

"It's true! He fell in love with that girl and asked me to take her to his room. The girl resisted and was killed by him. We dealt with the body together. It is true." Horace nodded eagerly, with red eyes. Looking at McGonagall, "You can kill me now!"

   "You are an accomplice, add one more sword."

   McGonagall pierced a blunt sword with a cold voice.