The dissatisfaction comes from being unable to control all this, and the dissatisfaction comes from Moore playing with him in his palm. He, Xiao Yuanchao, is not the object of being fiddled with by others, nor is it the object of being fiddled with by Moore, a rustic bully!

When this discomfort arises, Xiao Yuanchao's murderous intention also arises. He has no need to leave Moore at all. This is his territory, he is running away, but this guy is a little too self-righteous.

"Hey, calm down, things are not what I think." Moore saw this and immediately stepped forward and said, "Maybe we can sit down and have a good talk, drink some red wine, and add some ice in it."

"Get out!" Xiao Yuanchao turned around suddenly, stared at Moore and shouted loudly: "What are you? Just because you want to control me too? Listen to me by the indigenous messes, I'm not the object of your play! You return my weapons? It's nothing more than handing over the weapons to the Somalia Liberal Party through my hands, watching the war between Somalia and Kenya begins like an unprecedented start. The war begins, and a large number of refugees are exiled to this point, making you rich. Will I become a tool for you to make money? Miscellaneous, you are wrong!"

The angry scolding made Moore's face change instantly, becoming quite ugly and quite gloomy.

"Click!Click!Click!..."

The police in the room immediately pulled the gun and locked Xiao Yuanchao with his gun and cursed him.

At the same time, the police outside the house also smelled the strong smell of gunpowder and were ready with guns.

"What do you want to do? What do you dare to do? This is my territory!" Moore said fiercely to Xiao Yuanchao: "In my territory, if I want you to die, I will let you die. If you want you to die, I will let you die. If you want you to die, I can let you die. Red warriors, don't think you are very powerful. For me, even if you are really a dragon, you have to lie here like a dog!"

This kind of insult is unbearable, at least Moore here can't stand it. Because this is his place, and someone has a gun, what is Xiao Yuanchao? It's just a homeless man who was chased and fled by the African round table.

This homeless man has no one, he is weak, and he can only do things according to what he wants when he comes to him. Violate? Violate me, I will kill you, I will make the decision here!

The situation suddenly became extremely tense, full of smoke. You should know that there were at least thirty or forty Moores here. They had an absolute advantage in their strength, and Xiao Yuanchao didn't even have a gun in their hands. All the weapons and equipment were paid out after entering Moore's house, completely bare-handed.

Li Linglong stared at the fat Moore, and the wild murderous aura burned in her pupils. There was no iron spear in her hand, but for a hunter, no iron spear can be equally fatal.

Macaron sat quietly on the soft seat where he was being carried, staring at the scene quietly, as if he smiled.

Hou Xiaolan stood obediently behind Xiao Yuanchao, grabbed Xiao Yuanchao's clothes with her left hand, pinched beef jerky with her right hand, and stared at her eyes and chewed hard.

The sales director Brown stood up and slowly retreated back, leaving the most central point where the battle could break out.

"Sir Moore, IMHO, you..."

Marcus spoke, but after less than a word, he was interrupted by Moore.

"Mr. Godfather, clear your position is not something you can get involved. If you want your rescue station to run well, if you don't want to cause trouble-" Moults paused for a moment and threatened Marcus: "It's very important to choose a good team. You have to know who is the master here!"

Hearing this sentence, Marcus shrugged and nodded. He admitted that Moore was the master of this place and had always been the master of this place.

But the other party threatened his rescue station without any concealment!

Moore is very confident now. Although he still remembers the scene where his people were here, and there was no room for resistance in front of the other side. But now, unlike in the past, he also has masters, real masters.

"Xiao, I suggest to be patient..." Marcus thought for a while and whispered: "God."

God is here, Moore is here. If God is not here, Moore will definitely have no confidence and dare not turn against him. He has taught him a painful lesson and he is not stupid.

But God is here, maybe Moore doesn't know who God is, but he knows how terrifying God's strength is. So he dares to turn against him, and he is not afraid of Marcus and Xiao Yuanchao at this time.

"kill!"

Xiao Yuanchao spit out a word, and a red murderous light suddenly burst out from his pupils.

Simple, simple, crisp, without any drag. Xiao Yuanchao wants to kill, Moore!

Before he could finish his words, his body suddenly rushed towards Moore and grabbed the other person's neck.

The moment he pinched, his eyes swept around extremely quickly, looking for the figure of God.

"Bastard! Come out quickly! I'm almost killed!!!" Moore, who was strangled, roared.

He has confidence, but it does not mean he is not afraid of death. There are so many glory and wealth waiting for him to enjoy, and he doesn't want to die.

The moment the sound fell, a figure appeared like lightning on the stairs leading to the second floor.

God, God appears.

This is a middle-aged and elderly person with an ordinary appearance that is difficult to remember. Even if such a person sees it three or five times, it is difficult to leave an impression in people's hearts. The reason why he is a middle-aged and elderly person is because God is indeed not young. Judging from his skin and hair, he must be at least fifty years old.

"God!" Marcus made a low voice, and he must have confirmed the other party's identity extremely.

This is God, you can't be wrong. When God comes, all anti-humans will become powerless. Because no mortal can fight against God. If you have to fight, there is only one way to choose: death!

"Calm down, Xiao, calm down. Moore still needs his interests, and we still need Moore to some extent. If you kill Moore, it will trigger a series of powerful chain reactions. This is not what you and I want, nor what we are pursuing."

Pinching Moore's neck, Xiao Yuanchao stared at God, the power in his hands increased little by little, fear appeared in Moore's eyes, and his face turned black and red.

No one knows why Xiao Yuanchao took action so impulsively. He did not attack Moore at all, but to see God and his attitude.

What is Moore? He is nothing more than a rustic man who can't be more rustic. Killing him doesn't require much difficulty. If such a person dies, no one will sympathize with him, and no one will remember him.

The native emperor of Kenya refugee camps is a humble life in the eyes of many people.
Chapter completed!