The security captain finally understood why he lost.
Damn it, each of these people gets a salary of eighty thousand a month, plus all these benefits and bonuses.
Their wages crush us, how can we compete?
What is a salary? It's like their health bar and energy bar!
These useless people can only swing their batons six times a second? It's a disgrace, unworthy of the boss's generosity!
If he, the captain, couldn't swing twenty times a second, he should feel guilty enough to chop off his own hand!
"Look at these useless fools, weak in fighting, slow in pursuing, and feeble in swinging their batons. Let me do it! I can definitely satisfy the boss!"
"We'll see."
Waving her hand, Yun Ke didn't bother with the security captain's sincere request to join.
Lord Si Motu was going to establish a new Witch Association and didn't need more useless people.
"Yun Ke!"
The voice of Xilan came from over there, and Yun Ke just kicked the security captain unconscious and walked over.
