Chapter 1048
Yoshioka: Don't laugh!
"Oh dear, that's really ruthless."
When Yoshioka arrived at the amusement park entrance with his team, the first thing he saw was several whimpering children squatting by the roadside, surrounded by anxious but silent parents. It was obvious without asking that this was Cui Ming's "handiwork." He glanced around; there were several similar scenes—children rubbing their bottoms and crying, or adults staggering from being kicked, clearly all the result of Cui Ming's sharp kicks.
Yoshioka felt a surge of indescribable satisfaction—it was actually quite cathartic! These brats had caused trouble in various situations, relying on their young age or parental indulgence to run around and cause chaos all day long. They deserved to be taught a lesson long ago. Now, after being kicked by Choi Myeong, they all had long faces and were no longer as arrogant as before. It was incredibly satisfying!
"Hahahaha!" Yoshioka laughed wildly in his heart, his lips almost curling into a smile, but he forced it down and put on a serious expression. After all, he was the person in charge who led the team, and he had to maintain appearances; he couldn't very well cheer for this kind of "violent law enforcement" in front of everyone.
He cleared his throat and strode towards the amusement park. From afar, he saw Cui Ming carrying a rocket launcher, staring intently into the park, ready for anything. Beside him, Miyuki had transformed into Tekkaman, her body glowing with a pale blue energy. Yoshioka stepped forward and patted Cui Ming on the shoulder: "Ahem, Old Cui, good job. You cleared everyone out, preventing greater casualties. But you know your...ahem, indiscriminate kicking out men, women, young and old...there might be complaints later."
As he said this, Yoshioka himself felt a little guilty. He knew all too well the significance of Choi Myeong's "one-size-fits-all" approach—if it were him, he might not have had the same decisiveness and ruthlessness when faced with people who wouldn't listen to advice and insisted on going into danger. But Choi Myeong not only did it, he also cleared out the entire amusement park in the shortest amount of time; in terms of the result alone, it was simply perfect.
Anyway, Yoshioka didn't have much to say. At least these guys all survived, right? As for whether anyone lost a few ribs or was in pain for ten days or half a month, that was none of his concern. After all, in such a critical moment of a monster attack, surviving was already a blessing; what did these minor injuries and pains matter?
The explosions and roars within the amusement park had long since subsided, and the transparent barrier that had trapped Cui Ming and Miyuki had completely vanished with the monster's fall. Standing at the entrance, Yoshioka watched as staff began clearing the rubble, a weight finally lifted from his heart—the monster had been eliminated, and the remaining cleanup and post-disaster relief would be handled by specialists, requiring no further effort from Cui Ming.
Thinking of this, Yoshioka couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, and the corners of his mouth curved into an irrepressible smile. Old Cui was indeed efficient; even though the monster was powerful and had erected a formidable barrier, he had managed to hold it off with sheer strength until Ultraman Seven arrived to provide support. However, Yoshioka also knew that Ultraman Seven was truly angry this time.
As the Ultraman who is widely recognized as the one who loves humans the most, Seven has always been very tolerant of humans. Even if humans occasionally make mistakes, as long as they do not commit heinous acts that cross the line, he will choose to protect them.
This time, Gadi specifically targeted children, causing trouble in a place full of laughter and joy, clearly touching Seven's sore spot. Yoshioka clearly saw the sharp beam of light in the distance just now; its force was faster than anything he had ever seen before, obviously a full-force attack fueled by anger.
"Humans can't let Seven down either..." Yoshioka murmured softly. He was a tokusatsu fan in his youth and had watched many stories about Ultraman Seven. He knew all too well about this Ultraman's experiences and perseverance. From protecting the Earth to fighting against his own kind for humanity, Seven had given so much for humankind.
As the team's hawkish figure, Yoshioka has always advocated for a hardline approach to dealing with alien threats, so he shouldn't have such sentimental ideas. However, the filter of his childhood memories is too deep; those vivid memories of Seven are already etched into his bones. He truly understands Seven's anger and comprehends Seven's complex feelings towards humanity—a determination to protect and an expectation for humanity's growth.
In the distance, Cui Mingzheng put away his weapon, and Miyuki also deactivated her Tekkaman transformation. The two walked towards the entrance. Yoshioka immediately composed himself and went to meet them, his tone filled with genuine praise: "Old Cui, this time we owe you a lot to you and Miyuki. If we had waited for our reinforcements to arrive, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Cui Ming waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "It was nothing, as long as no one was injured." He had no interest in the aftermath; the monster was dealt with, and Miyuki wasn't hurt—that was enough. Looking at Cui Ming's calm demeanor, and recalling Seven's departing figure, Yoshioka secretly resolved: He must strengthen the investigation of potentially threatening areas in the future, and prevent such monster attacks targeting ordinary people from happening again. At the very least, he couldn't let those who genuinely protect humanity worry and be disappointed time and again about human safety.
Thus, the Gadi incident was perfectly resolved.
At least, Cui Ming was completely safe. He disassembled and carefully stored his last weapon in his backpack, dusted it off, and remained calm. To him, this battle was just another ordinary experience among countless crises. As long as Mei Xue was safe and sound, and as long as those who should have been protected were safe, that was enough.
Miyuki stood beside him, her face showing no sign of fatigue from the battle. She simply followed Cui quietly, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the ruins being cleared in the amusement park, her eyes devoid of any extra emotion. To her, the battle just now was more like a routine act of protection, a duty she was fulfilled, regardless of its difficulty.
The two walked side by side toward the exit of the amusement park. When they passed Yoshioka, they simply nodded to each other as a greeting. The subsequent official cleanup work was naturally taken over by TPC personnel—debris clearing, on-site investigation, incident reporting, and appeasing and compensating the affected people. These tedious and trivial matters were never within Cui Ming's scope of concern.
As for the fact that Choi Myung kicked everyone, regardless of age or gender, during the evacuation, this was already a consensus within TPC. Yoshioka watched Choi Myung's departing figure, fully aware that even if those who were kicked came forward to complain, TPC would never allow Choi Myung to suffer the slightest injustice.
After all, in that critical moment when monsters could strike at any moment and every second was a matter of life and death, Choi Myung's decisive actions were the key to saving everyone's lives. Those people should understand that he was trying to save lives; if they don't understand and insist on dwelling on being "kicked," then they shouldn't blame TPC's legal team for making them understand what cruelty truly means.
TPC's legal team is never just for show. If things get serious, they have plenty of ways to prove that Choi's actions constituted emergency avoidance, and they could even prosecute those who ignored warnings and insisted on remaining in the dangerous area, posing a potential threat to public safety. Those people will be left regretting it later.
Yoshioka turned around and instructed his subordinates, "Pass down the word that priority should be given to the cleanup and public reassurance. All matters related to Mr. Choi Myung should be handled by the Ministry of Justice. No one is allowed to discuss them privately, and no one is allowed to cause any trouble for Mr. Choi Myung."
"Understood!" the subordinate replied immediately.
Sunlight streamed through the clouds onto the ravaged amusement park. Though traces of battle remained on the ground, the danger had subsided. For Cui Ming, the ordeal was over; for TPC, the cleanup was just routine; and for those who had miraculously escaped, this experience would likely be etched in their memories for a long time—a mixture of fear from the monsters and complex recollections of the ruthless man who had saved their lives. (End of Chapter)