Candice·Polynas, David·Kora, and Fernando·Bravo immediately turned around and left the martial arts training hall together.

Quasi warrior. I have worked hard for so many years, and finally, I have achieved something!

"Tell parents." Candice·Polynas was still very excited on the way home.

"Dudu"

After pressing the phone number, Candice·Polynas waited.

"Hey, Mom, it's me." Candice·Polynas was extremely happy.

Listening to his mother's happy and excited voice on the phone, Candice·Polynas couldn't help but feel wet at the corners of his eyes. After all, he had worked hard for this day for so long: "Mom, you asked me three times. Yes, I really passed the test. Then the quasi-warrior certificate will be sent to home in a few days."

"I'm going to have lunch with the other two who passed the assessment as well." Candice·Polynas said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mom, I will go home early."

After hanging up the phone, Candice·Polynas took a deep breath to calm down, then dialed his father's cell phone. In this family, Father Mark·Polynas is the mountain of the family, the backbone of the family! Before he became a senior martial arts student, almost all of the family's expenses were supported by his father's hard work.

My father's house decoration work was very difficult and he was injured several times.

"Dad, from now on, you don't have to work so hard anymore." Candice·Polynas said silently in his heart.

"Du--du--"

Voices came from the phone one after another, and Candice·Polynas was waiting for his father to answer the phone.

"What’s going on, why Dad isn’t answering the phone? It‘s time for lunch. Dad should be able to answer the phone." Candice·Polynas was confused and clicked the "Mobile Location Search Function" on the screen of his mobile phone. A map was displayed, with a small red dot showing Candice·Polynas's location, and a green dot showing the location of his father’s cell phone.

"It's not too far from here."

Candice·Polynas immediately got his father's current position and couldn't help but smile. "I ran to Dad and told him in person that I had become a quasi-warrior."

Candice·Polynas rushed there according to the map display on his mobile phone.

Leblanc District, Gardelle Community.

"Hurry up, move quickly, so you can go have a rest and have lunch. We can also go to eat." In the private courtyard of one of the townhouses in the community, Lucas·Doug wearing a white T-shirt and white trousers urged with a frown, and three bodyguards were standing beside him.

"Sir, this furniture is a valuable item. Don't be careless. Brothers, please work harder!"

Nowadays, wooden furniture is very expensive, and is a luxury for a few people!

Because humans all live in the urban area of the base, there are very few places where trees are planted, and most of them are for landscape. There are a large number of trees growing outside the urban area of the human base, but there are also monsters outside the urban area of the human base. You can imagine how high the cost is to fight the monsters in order to cut down and transport trees!

Nowadays, most people's furniture is made of plastic, and the more advanced ones are made of glass.

The employees of the decoration company carefully moved the heavy furniture from the car to the ground. Then the three employees carefully moved the furniture into the private courtyard together.

"Be careful." Lucas·Doug frowned and reminded, "This is solid wood furniture, made of high-quality wood. If it is damaged, your boss will definitely cause trouble for you."

The three employees moved it carefully. The furniture was made of good materials and weighed very heavy, weighing more than a thousand kilograms. It was a bit difficult for the three employees to move it.

"Guys, please stop and have a rest first. We will move it into the house in one go later." The employee who was carrying it in front said, "Put the furniture here first, slowly and gently." The three employees carefully placed the furniture on the courtyard floor, then straightened up and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Guys, I'm really hungry." A tall decoration company employee moved his body.

"After moving this set, there are still two sets of furniture. After moving them all, let's go have dinner together." Mark·Polynas looked at the other two workers with a smile. He also casually wiped his sweaty head with his clothes. It was almost noon in a day of July now, the hottest time of the day.

It was indeed hard work for three people to move more than a thousand kilograms of valuable furniture.

"Hurry up!" Lucas·Doug urged impatiently.

"Okay." Mark·Polynas bent down and grabbed the furniture, "Guys, please work harder and put this set of furniture in."

"Come on, one, two, three, get up!"

Three of them worked together to lift the furniture, then carefully walked up the steps step by step, quickly entered the house, and walked out after a while. When Mark·Polynas and the other two workers passed by Lucas·Doug and the others, the smell of sweat permeated the air, and Lucas·Doug couldn't help but frown.

"Poor people. If you do this kind of hard work, you will be a hard worker for the rest of your life." Lucas·Doug thought to himself.

His father is a rich man and he comes from a wealthy family. Lucas·Doug has a natural discrimination against those at the bottom of society who do hard work. In his opinion, these people who are willing to do hard work have no fighting spirit and deserve to live such a hard life.

"Be careful not to hit the gate."

Mark·Polynas and the other three carefully carried the furniture step by step. Their clothes were completely soaked with sweat. Sweat beads seeped out from their foreheads, then rolled down their necks.

"Have a rest outside the house." Mark·Polynas and the others put down the furniture again and took a short rest to catch their breath.

After for minutes….

"Let's go, one, two, three, get up!"

Although Mark·Polynas and the other two workers were tired, but they had been doing this for twenty or thirty years, and they knew where their endurance limit was, so they rarely made mistakes when moving things.

After a while, Mark·Polynas and the others went to move the last set of furniture.

"It's so hot." Lucas·Doug looked up at the sky, "Guys, let's go to the restaurant nearby to have a meal."

"Thank you, Master." The three bodyguards all responded with smiles.

Lucas·Doug glanced at the three decorators who were moving the last set of furniture and couldn't help but let out a low snort. Lucas·Doug naturally disliked this kind of bottoms.

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Suddenly, Lucas·Doug's eyes fell on the marble used to pave the courtyard. One of the marbles had cracks. The cracks were caused when he and the bodyguards were sparring a few days ago. Accidentally broke it.

"Emm?" Lucas·Doug's eyes lit up, "I don't have much pocket money recently, so I can just get some!"

At this time, Mark·Polynas and the others were carrying the third set of furniture.

Suddenly, a cell phone ringtone rang, and Mark·Polynas, who was moving furniture, was delighted: "It should be Candice's call." However, Mark·Polynas was moving furniture and couldn't answer the phone, so he could only endure and prepare to call again when he put down the furniture.

"Take a rest outside the house first, put it down gently and slowly." Mark·Polynas and the other three gently put down the furniture.

Mark·Polynas took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was his son who was calling. He couldn't help but smile and prepared to call back.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Damn it, I asked you to be careful, what did you guys do?" An angry voice suddenly sounded.

Mark·Polynas and the other two decoration company employees were stunned and turned to look. Lucas·Doug's face was gloomy, and he pointed angrily at the marble pavement on which the furniture was pressed: "How do you do things? Don't be serious. Look, the pavement in my house has been crushed by you. This is Italy Marble, which especially comes from outside of the base city. A piece of marble costs hundreds of thousands, can you afford it? Ah!!!"

Mark·Polynas and the others lowered their heads and saw that indeed, there was a small crack in one of the marbles on the pavement under the furniture.

"Fine, let me ask the boss of your company." Lucas·Doug said angrily.

"I have the phone number of their decoration company." One of the bodyguards immediately took out his mobile phone and started making calls.

"No." The tall decoration company employee said immediately, "The cracks on this marble have been there before. I've seen it before."

"You are still quibbling, but quibbling is no use." Lucas·Doug sneered.

Mark·Polynas frowned. As an experienced employee, he knew that this kind of wrangling was the most troublesome. Moreover, companies generally pay great attention to reputation. Once they do get blackmailed, and the company has no proof that the cracks in the marble were not caused by one of their employees, the result is usually that the company just loses money.

If the company loses money, then the three employees responsible for the transportation will definitely have their wages deducted.

"Guys, let's move the furniture in the house first." Mark·Polynas said, going to carry the furniture.

"Moving in?"

Lucas·Doug took two steps forward, pushed Mark·Polynas away, looked around at the three employees, and shouted, "Don't play tricks! This furniture is pressed on the marble, this is the evidence! You want to move the furniture into the house, and then you will lie. And don’t admit it? Humph, I’ve seen your little tricks too many times. Let’s wait until your boss comes.”

"Mark, Mark."

The other two workers went to help Mark·Polynas.

"It's okay." Mark·Polynas rubbed his shoulders.

"Why are you pushing people away?"

"It's not clear whether we broke this marble, so why are you pushing people away?" The other two workers immediately glared and shouted angrily. These hard workers are not afraid of anything. If they really get angry, they may get into a fight. Even if they are arrested and taken to the police station.

"Don't play tricks on me!" Lucas·Doug kicked the two of them in the stomach with lightning speed.

puff! puff!

He kicked the two workers upside down and fell to the ground.

"Hmph, you're doing this without even looking at the place." Lucas·Doug sneered. His family had quite a lot of connections in Leblanc District, so it didn't matter if he just beat a few ordinary hard workers.

"Noah, Hassan. Are you okay?" Mark·Polynas was anxious.

"You young man, why are you doing like this?" Mark·Polynas shouted angrily.

Lucas·Doug could not help but frown when he smelled the sweat on Mark·Polynas's body. He waved his hand and said, "You guys teach them a lesson and tell them to be quiet."

"Master, it's from the decoration company." A bodyguard handed over his mobile phone.

"Give me." Lucas·Doug waved his hand, and the three bodyguards immediately went to teach the three workers a lesson. Lucas·Doug took the phone and said, "Yes, I am from Gardelle, what happened to your delivery person today? they were so careless that cracked the marble pavement in my yard. Come here quickly and take care of it! If this matter is not resolved, you don’t even want the balance of the payment!"

Before he finished speaking, "Stop!" a loud shout came from outside the courtyard.

At this moment, Mark·Polynas and the two other workers were forced to stand in the corner of the courtyard by the three tall bodyguards, with footprints all over their bodies.

"Emm?" The three bodyguards and Lucas·Doug all turned to look.

There is a vague figure rushing into the courtyard in an instant. Lucas·Doug recognized it at a glance and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Candice·Polynas, why are you coming to my house!"

"What the hell!" Candice·Polynas saw at a glance his father standing in the corner with his body soaked in sweat and covered with footprints, hunched over and holding his stomach. His eyes turned red all of a sudden.

One of the three bodyguards, a slightly pudgy man, sneered and took a step forward.

"Fuck off!!!" Candice·Polynas shouted violently and kicked him hard with a heavy, lightning-like kick. The slightly pudgy bodyguard also used his right arm to block.

"Peng!"

The slightly pudgy bodyguard's eyes widened immediately after the heavy kick, and he flew backward for nearly five meters before falling down. The other two bodyguards nearby were shocked.

"Candice·Polynas, you dare to come to my house and beat my people!" Lucas·Doug stared blankly and yelled, "You are going to go to death."

"You go to the hell!!!" Candice·Polynas's eyes were filled with fierceness and he gritted his teeth and yelled angrily.

"Bring it on, all together!" Lucas·Doug, his face flushed with anger, waved his hand and shouted furiously.

"Be careful; this guy is strong." The slightly pudgy bodyguard, lying on the ground, rubbed his stomach with bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, unable to get up.

"His quite ruthless." The other two bodyguards quickly surrounded Candice·Polynas. Lucas·Doug, who had been planning to attack from behind, also approached quietly.

"Hah!" Candice·Polynas, with a swift turn, quickly raised his right arm, forming a vertical palm as if it were a knife. The entire right forearm seemed like a battle knife slashing horizontally!

Whoosh!

The hand knife, before reaching, was accompanied by a gust of wind.

"Damn." The tallest bodyguard's face changed, immediately raising both arms to block Candice·Polynas's horizontal cut!

Boom! A dull impact.

Candice·Polynas's hand knife struck heavily against the tallest bodyguard's arms. The bodyguard felt as if his arms were not his own anymore, the pain causing him to lose sensation instantly. He only felt weakness in his right forearm, and he couldn't help but retreat quickly, shouting, "My right arm is broken!"

"What?" Lucas·Doug, who was ready to attack, was shocked. These three bodyguards were elite students from the martial arts gym. Based on his strength, Candice·Polynas should not be able to break the right arm of the tallest bodyguard, because Candice·Polynas was also a high-level martial arts student.

At this time, the other bodyguard with a fierce bite, covered in dirt and footprints, launched a lightning-fast kick and punch.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Candice·Polynas, however, was agile. Two dodges later, he evaded both attacks, then swiftly counterattacked with a powerful hand knife!

"Too fast." The tallest bodyguard's expression changed; he tried to resist Candice·Polynas's powerful hand knife. The impact made him lose sensation in both arms, and Candice·Polynas's follow-up strike pressed down on the bodyguard's shoulders, causing the bodyguard to lie on the ground.

"How is this possible?" Lucas·Doug, who was preparing to attack, stopped in shock. His three elite bodyguards were all incapacitated: one with a stomach injury, one with a broken arm, and another lying on the ground!

"Lucas·Doug!" Candice·Polynas's eyes seemed to spew fire, looking at Lucas·Doug like a beast ready to devour its prey.

"What are you doing, Candice·Polynas!" Lucas·Doug, his face red, took a few steps back, yelling, "This is my home! You barged in and injured my people. How dare you be so arrogant!"

"Lucas·Doug!" Candice·Polynas grabbed Lucas·Doug's collar and lifted him up in the air.

"You, you..." Lucas·Doug tried to speak, but being held by the collar made it difficult to breathe. He could barely manage a few words, "Candice·Polynas, I warn you, you—"

"How dare you hit my dad!" Candice·Polynas clenched his fists tightly, his muscles all over his body were like steel bars, and his veins were protruding like earthworms, making him look so ferocious.

"Your dad! Who’s your dad? I have no idea, and how could I hit your dad?...." Lucas·Doug suddenly widened his eyes, looking towards three workers who were covered in dirt and footprints and were nearby. He understood why Candice·Polynas rushed in without asking questions.

"Put the owner down quickly!"

An angry shout came from afar, and dozens of security guards were seen rushing over with batons in hand. There are cameras in many places in the Gardelle Community. The fights that occurred here were immediately known to the security guards.

They came immediately and called the police.

Candice·Polynas glanced at the community security guards who rushed over, glanced at Lucas·Doug with a sneer, and threw it away.

"Bam!" Candice·Polynas landed a powerful kick on Lucas·Doug's abdomen, making him collapse on the lawn.

"Warn me? Ridiculous!" Candice·Polynas sneered and looked at the approaching security guards.

Lucas·Doug glared at Candice·Polynas with intense resentment, recalling the accumulated grievances from their three years in high school. Candice·Polynas had beaten him again today, just like when he was beaten at the martial arts gym.

"Dad, are you okay?" Candice·Polynas walked to his father, Mark·Polynas.

"I’m okay, don't worry." Mark·Polynas looked at the three bodyguards who were getting up in pain worriedly, "Candice, you beat them like this, we will have to pay a lot of medical expenses. They can even sue you."

"It's a good beating. They deserve it." Another taller worker Noah said angrily.

**"Beep beep."**

Suddenly, the sound of a police car echoed, prompting everyone to turn and look. A police car quickly stopped at the entrance of Doug's house, and the four doors opened as four policemen swiftly emerged.

"The police are here." The security guards immediately made their way.

"The police are here." Father Mark·Polynas and the other two were taken aback. Mark·Polynas grabbed Candice·Polynas and pulled him to a corner, whispering, "Candice, you injured someone, I'll go find a lawyer for you."

"Dad, I passed the Warrior Assessment." Candice·Polynas said softly.

Mark·Polynas suddenly relaxed and even smiled, "Really, Candice, you passed the assessment. Then these police officers have no right to arrest you?"

The country stipulates that matters involving Warriors, whether provisional or confirmed, fall under the jurisdiction of the local security bureau. In this case, it would be the Lyon Security Bureau. Regular police departments do not have the authority to arrest them.

"However, Dad, even though I passed the assessment, it still needs approval from authorities. It will take a few days before the Warrior certificate is sent to our house. Only then will it be recorded in my citizen identity information." Candice·Polynas whispered, "So, from a legal perspective, I am not officially a Warrior yet. It will take a few days."

Mark·Polynas nodded.

"Candice·Polynas!" Two police officers approached, and one of them sternly said, "You dared to trespass into a residence and inflict serious injuries on someone! We need you to go with us to the station."

"Police officer, I'll cooperate with your work." Candice·Polynas stepped forward.

"Candice·Polynas, things won't be so easy. Beating my bodyguards to such an extent is enough to constitute a criminal offense. They will sentence you to a few years in prison, and we'll see how arrogant you can be!"