When he entered the police station, Marcus revealed his cruel side. The sound of bone fractures kept ringing, and warm blood kept shooting out. He was right, his body was the best weapon.

It is hard to imagine how Marcus used his hands to tear off the flesh of a person's body, and it is hard to imagine how he completely burst his mouth with one punch.

In short, Marcus used extreme blood to break into the police station and walked into Sheriff Moore's office with bloody footprints.

The sheriff here is the largest. Although there is a director, there is no one on the throne of the director. All the power lies in the sheriff named Moore, who is the local emperor here.

But only he can maintain the balance between the forces of all parties in Dadabu, and no one can do this.

Marcus gently opened the door of Moore's office and walked in gently.

"Click! Click!..."

Blood-stained shoes walk on the clean marble floor, making a hairy sound whenever they are pulled up and fallen.

This office is very luxurious, with air conditioning, a refrigerator, a leather sofa, an expensive crystal chandelier, and a large office desk. The desk is filled with various expensive crafts, porcelain, ivory products, gold products, etc.

Unfortunately, the decoration gives people a feeling of inappropriateness, and this inappropriateness is even more strange against the backdrop of a few clear blood footprints.

The dark and fat Sheriff Moore was sitting carelessly on his office chair, holding a high-quality Cuban cigar in his mouth, and his two hairy legs spread apart on the desk. A woman was kneeling there in the middle of her legs and ups and downs.

"Oh? Mr. Godfather, is there anything wrong?" Sheriff Moore exhaled a sip of smoke and patted the woman kneeling under the desk.

The woman crawled out from under the desk and reached out to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

This is a pretty black woman, but unfortunately she is a little too thin, with a malnourished look on her face.

Moore opened the drawer, took out a box of cans from it and threw them to the woman, waving his hand.

After getting the can, the woman immediately hugged her tightly and turned around and left.

There is no doubt that this woman is a refugee. Here, there are many things that can be exchanged for a piece of bread, which may be a woman's chastity or a living life.

"You broke the rules." Marcus made a cold voice at Moore.

"Hahahaha...I broke the rules? Hahaha..." Moore pointed at Marcus as if he had encountered the funniest thing and laughed: "I set the rules. Do you think I broke the rules? Hahahaha..."

The laughter was full of arrogance and disdain. As the sheriff here, Moore was definitely at the highest point. All the rules were set by him, so bad rules could not be used on him because he was the rulemaker.

Xiao Yuanchao and Xiao Poligua walked in, opened Moore's refrigerator as if no one was around, took out two bottles of drinks and sat on the leather sofa.

"Bastard! Who asked you to touch my red wine?" Moore cursed angrily and stared at the little pomegranate.

Little pomegranate didn't even look at it. He opened the red wine and took a big sip, but ignored this guy.

"Godfather, you broke the rules!" Moore finally put away his legs and stared at Marcus with a cold look.

He is very arrogant. Even if someone breaks into his office with a gun, he is still so arrogant. This is the confidence, the confidence of a rulemaker and a local emperor!

Marcus smiled, and he walked around the desk, walked behind Moore, and reached over the other person's shoulder.

Moore was still disdainful of Marcus's actions, but his eyes became colder and colder. He did not stop Marcus's actions and allowed the other party to put his hands on his shoulders.

Moore was not afraid at all, nor did he care at all. Although the other party had a companion with a gun, and although he already knew what happened in his police station, he was not afraid.

Because he has confidence and confidence!

No one dared to touch him here, if he still wanted to continue to hang out here.

"I have experienced many more threats than you have seen. Today I can sit here steadily and don't care about any of your threats. Godfather, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare?" Moore made a threat and raised his nostrils high.

"Hahaha..." The laughter suddenly came from Xiao Pomegranate: "I said, "Boss, you see, this guy's thing is quite interesting. Seeing that the wind has shrunk and it is still so long, it's not from the Giant Yin Clan, right? Hahaha...it's just like that..."

"Slug! Limakos slug, and it's the black one!" Xiao Yuanchao added.

"Hahahaha... Yes, yes, it's Limakos slug, it's exactly the same, hahaha..." Little Pomegranate smiled and leaned backwards, and the red wine in his hand fell on the precious leather sofa one after another.

The Limakos slug is the largest slug in the world, and its body length can reach 30 cm. Moore's soft body is exactly the same as the Limakos slug, making people laugh.

The two were talking in Mandarin, and Moore couldn't understand a word, but he was sure that these two guys were laughing at him.

"Oh, damn miscellaneous, I will make you regret it." Moore shrugged his shoulders and said to Marcus to the sky: "Get out of my place immediately and bring it to me again. I can think that nothing happened today, otherwise...ah!"

A scream suddenly came from Moore's mouth. He wanted to struggle to escape from the chair, but an irresistible force forced him to press him tightly on the chair and couldn't escape it. Blood flowed down his right shoulder, and instantly wet half of his shirt.

Marcus's five fingers were hooked into Moore's shoulders like iron hooks, and he was always holding them. His left hand was pressing against the other person's head, pressing down hard.

One hand hooked his bloody shoulders, and the other hand pressed his body down, and Moore cursed like crazy when he was in pain.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you! You're a bitch, you're dead, pig! ****, I swear I'll kill you...ah!!!"

"laugh!"

A piece of flesh splattered with blood was cruelly torn off by Marcus and threw it on Moore's desk.

"Ah! Ah!… Ah!!…”

A pig-killing scream came from Moore's throat. It was the flesh on his shoulders, the flesh on his shoulders!

Marcus still pressed Moore, gently stroked the other party's bloody shoulder with his right hand, one after another.

It was like being brushed over and over by a steel brush, causing Moore's body to twitch violently.

"You set the rules, I know, but you broke the rules you set." Marcus grabbed Moore's skinless shoulder and pressed it against his ears, "Tell me, who attacked my rescue station? Why? I only asked this time."

Marcus's coldness is like a thousand years of ice, but his tone is very gentle. The strong contrast between coldness and gentleness further highlights his cruelty.

"Somali armed forces, Liberal Party movement! They want to kidnap Chinese women from your rescue station!" Sheriff Moore howled.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Chinese woman at the Marcus rescue station is Xu Yibing, and the target of the Somalia Liberal Party’s armed forces is actually... Xu Yibing!
Chapter completed!