After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

"Let us pay attention to the hot news during this time. Yalan, the super hero of the Crescent City Council and the director of the Public Security Bureau, has recently been involved in a scandal. A girl filed a complaint on her social homepage, claiming that she had been sexually assaulted by Yalan. ”

"The spokesperson of the city council claimed that the authorities have noticed the news circulating on the Internet. The municipal garrison has adopted strict protective measures for the girl involved and has launched an investigation into the scandal. The first investigation will be conducted tonight. Trial."

"As the founder of the Golden Age of the Frontier, Director Yalan has always been a model figure in Crescent City. However, under such glorious political achievements, such an ugly face is hidden. This makes us very disappointed."

Fenrir was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the sound of news from the TV kept coming, echoing coldly around him.

There were bruises all over her face, as if she had just had a fight with someone. The swollen bruises were mixed with red liquid, making her beautiful face extremely dirty.

The fists were tightly clenched together, and bruises and damage could be seen everywhere. Some wounds had not yet dried up and were faintly leaking blood.

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor, and Alan walked down the stairs. He was wearing a brand new suit, his hair was neatly erect, and he was wearing smart rimless glasses. He seemed to be going to do something serious.

When Alan saw Fenrir in the living room, he was stunned for a moment, then trotted over.

He examined the injuries on Fenrir's face, then looked at the fists full of wounds, and asked with concern: "Why are you injured like this?"

Fenrir lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "People in school say that I am the daughter of a sexual assault. I want to tell them that you are innocent."

A wry smile appeared on Alan's face. He took out the medicine box from the cabinet, carefully applied medicine to Fenrir, and said softly: "My child, fists cannot fight against rumors."

Fenrir looked at the official suit worn by Alan, his eyes full of loneliness: "You shouldn't go to court today."

"I went to the border last night and captured a man from the Crow's Nest. I have already forced him out. Behind them is the Tower of Babel. The one who wants to deal with you this time is a giant company."

"They have set up a trap. The entire Crescent City judicial department has been bribed. All the perjury is intertwined. You have no chance of winning."

Alan reached out and pushed Fenrir's messy hair behind his ears, and smiled at her: "Stupid girl, do you think your father is a fool? You can find something, how can I not know?"

Fenrir looked at him sadly, his voice trembling: "Since you know, why do you have to go to court? If you walk out of this door, I may never see you again."

Alan took Fenrir's head into his arms. Because his daughter's face was still injured, his movements were very careful and gentle, as if he was caring for the infant child.

"It's actually very simple for Dad to get through this calamity. Babel Tower has sent people to talk to me a long time ago. As long as I give up a series of reform policies on the border and do what they say from now on, I can be safe. "

He gently stroked the back of Fenrir's head, but his voice was full of unshakable power: "But, child, you have to remember that this is the worst of times, and we live in a huge and oppressive darkness."

"Darkness will not disappear on its own. In the end, someone has to turn into a flame to light the way forward for everyone. Even if it burns out in the end, we cannot surrender to the darkness."

"If even I kneel down, no one else will be able to stand up."

After saying that, he left one last kiss on his daughter's forehead and walked out of the house resolutely.

The reporters who had been waiting outside immediately swarmed forward. The dazzling flashlights were reflected in Fenrir's eyes, and together with the noisy voices, the father's figure was completely drowned.

"She's out!"

As a shout rang out from the crowd, reporters from all sides rushed forward impatiently, holding their cameras tightly, not even daring to blink for fear of missing any details.

The moment Fenrir appeared from the Wolf Raid Resettlement Building, his natural oppressive aura plunged the scene into silence. Anyone caught by those dark purple eyes unconsciously turned their faces and did not dare to look directly at him.

After a few seconds, flashlights came on one after another at the scene, taking pictures of the majestic figure of the Wolf King.

Soon, the reporters discovered something strange.

Fenrir did not wear a dignified and elegant dress as everyone expected.

As usual, she put on her iconic black leather coat, with a lifelike wolf head embroidered with red thread on her back. The wolf head badge symbolizing the leader was pinned to her heart, as if she was roaring to the world.

A bold reporter rushed to ask: "Miss Fenrir, for the upcoming investiture ceremony, why don't you wear a dress?"

Fenrir looked at him, his dark purple eyes so deep that they seemed to have no focus: "This suit suits me better, doesn't it?"

The reporter was so excited that he almost jumped up. Being able to have a Q&A with the Wolf King on such an occasion, no matter whether the topic was nutritious or not, as long as he was selected, it was a symbol of luck. He would definitely be guaranteed a salary increase and promotion this time.

This was the only lucky one. Fenrir didn't answer any reporters and walked straight out of the crowd.

Outside the street, a long queue of government vehicles was waiting here, with a total of 21 courtesy cars. This is the highest official protocol under the world government system.

A waiter with an aristocratic look stood beside the guest car in the middle. When Fenrir came, he wanted to open the car door as he had rehearsed.

Unexpectedly, Fenrir reached out his hand without hesitation, opened the door himself, sat in and closed the door behind him.

This little accident made the waiter startled for a moment, but he had a strong reaction on the spot. He immediately covered his heart with his hands and saluted Fenrir, and then left respectfully.

After Fenrir got on the bus, the envoys who came to welcome him also entered other vehicles in an orderly manner. The convoy drove onto the inter-district elevated road and headed for the municipal center area amid the cheers and gazes of everyone along the way.

Under normal circumstances, it is the morning rush hour, and the elevated highways in a giant city like Crescent City are bound to be full of traffic jams. However, at this time, the convoy was traveling unimpeded, and not even a single extra vehicle could be seen on the road. They were all stopped by the police officers. Under the elevated.

An hour later, the motorcade arrived at Crown Square in the central municipal area.

This square occupies a very large area, with a ceremony stage set up in the center, and a welcoming team of tens of thousands of people lined up next to the red carpet, solemn and solemn.

Behind the square, the Tower of Babel, symbolizing the supreme power of Crescent City, stands like a giant. The three combined towers seem to pierce the sky. Even the sun in the sky is blocked by the huge building, casting a vast shadow on the ground. shadow.

History records this moment differently.

Some people said that in order to make up for the previous accident, the waiter humbly opened the car door and welcomed Fenrir out.

Some people also said that Fenrir still opened the door by himself and got out of the car alone with his head held high.

Regardless of these trivial details, one thing is indisputable.

After Fenrir got out of the car, she looked up at the Tower of Babel in the distance. This was the first time in her thirty-year life that she had looked at this building so close.

Then she spoke slowly, and everyone nearby heard the whisper.

"dad."