Entering the police station, Marcus reveals his brutal side. The sound of bones breaking kept ringing, and warm blood kept rushing outward. He's right, his body is the best weapon.

It's hard to imagine how Marcus tore the flesh off a person's flesh with his hands, and it's even harder to imagine how he completely burst a person's mouth with a punch.

In short, Marcus entered the police station with extreme blood, and stepped on bloody footprints into Sheriff Moore's office.

The sheriff here is the largest, and although there is a chief, there is no one on the throne of the chief. All the power is in this sheriff named Moore, who is the Emperor of the Earth here.

But only he can maintain the balance of forces in Dadab, which no one can do.

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

"Smack! Smack! ……”

Blood-stained shoes make a hairy sound every time they pull up and fall on the clean marble floor.

This office is very luxurious, with air conditioning on, a refrigerator, leather sofas, expensive crystal chandeliers, and a large work desk. The desk is filled with all kinds of expensive crafts, porcelain, ivory, gold and so on.

It's a pity that the decoration gives people a sense of nondescriptry, and this nondescript feeling is even more bizarre against the backdrop of a few clear bloody footprints.

The swarthy and fat Sheriff Moore sat in his office chair with a fine Cuban cigar in his mouth, his hairy legs spread wide apart on the desk, and a woman knelt in the center of his legs.

"Oh? Mr. Godfather, what's the matter? Sheriff Moore exhaled a puff of smoke and patted the woman kneeling under her desk.

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

It was a very beautiful black woman, but unfortunately a little too thin, and her face was visibly malnourished.

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

When she got the can, the woman immediately hugged her tightly and turned to leave.

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

"You're breaking the rules." Marcus let out a grim voice at Moore.

"Hahahaha...... Am I breaking the rules? Hahahaha......" Moore pointed at Marcus and laughed as if he had encountered the funniest thing: "I set the rules, and you say I broke the rules?" Hahahaha......"

The laughter was full of pride and disdain, and as the sheriff here, Moore was definitely standing at the highest point. All the rules are set by him, so bad rules cannot be applied to him, because he is the one who makes the rules.

Xiao Yuanchao and Little Pomegranate walked in, opened the refrigerator belonging to Moore as if no one was around, took out two bottles of drinks and sat on the leather sofa.

"Bastard! Who told you to touch my wine? Moore let out an angry scolding and glared at the pomegranate.

Little Pomegranate didn't even glance at it, opened the red wine, took a big sip of it, and didn't pay attention to this guy at all.

"Godfather, you've broken the rules!" Moore finally retracted his legs and stared at Marcus with a grim look in his eyes.

He was very arrogant, even if someone else broke into his office with a gun, he was still so arrogant. This is the confidence, the confidence of a rule-maker and a soil emperor!

Marcus smiled, and he walked around the desk, walked behind Moore, and put his hand on the other's shoulder.

Moore was still disdainful of Marcus's actions, but his gaze became more and more gloomy. He didn't stop Marcus from moving, allowing the other to put his hand on his shoulder.

Moore wasn't afraid at all, and he didn't care at all, although the other party still had a companion with a gun, and although he already knew what was happening at the police station, he was just not afraid.

Because he has self-confidence and confidence!

No one would dare to touch him here, if he still wanted to keep messing around here.

"I've experienced a lot more threats than you've ever seen, and I can still sit here today, and I don't care about any of your threats. Godfather, do you dare to kill me? Do you dare? Moore let out a threatening sound, raising his nostrils.

"Hahaha......" The laughter suddenly came out of the mouth of the little pomegranate: "I said head, you see this guy's stuff is very interesting, seeing that the wind has shrunk and is still so long, it can't be from the giant yin clan, right?" Hahaha...... It's like that......

"Sluggs! Lemax slugs, and the black kind! Xiao Yuanchao added.

"Hahahaha...... Yes, yes, it's the Limax slug, it's exactly the same, hahahaha......" The little pomegranate leaned back with a smile, and the red wine in her hand spilled on the expensive leather sofa.

The Limecos slug is the largest slug in the world, with a body length of up to thirty centimeters. Moore's limp body is exactly like a Lemax slug, and it is impossible not to laugh.

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

"Oh, damn the wretch, I'll make you regret it." Moore shrugged his shoulders and said to Marcus with his nostrils facing the sky: "Get out of my place immediately, and help me bring the door again, I can treat it as if it didn't happen today, otherwise...... Yes! ……”

The screams suddenly came out of Moore's mouth, and he tried to struggle to escape from the chair, but an irresistible force forced him to press him to the chair and could not break free. Blood flowed down his right shoulder, instantly soaking through half of his shirt.

Marcus's five fingers were like iron hooks, hooking into the flesh of Moore's body and carrying them as usual. His left hand pressed against the top of the opponent's head, pressing down hard.

One hand hooked the bloody shoulder, the other pressed the body down, and the painful Moore cursed like crazy.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you! Son of a bitch, you're dead, pig! , I swear I'm going to kill you...... Yes!!! ”

"Whew!"

A blood-spattered piece of flesh was brutally ripped off by Marcus and thrown on Moore's desk.

"Ahh Yes!! …… Yes!!! ……”

A pig-killing scream came from Moore's throat, it was the flesh on his shoulder, it was the flesh on his shoulder!

Marcus was still pressing Moore, gently stroking the other's fleshy shoulder with his right hand, again and again.

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

"You set the rules, I know, but you broke the rules you set." Marcus grabbed Moore's shoulder, pressed it to his ear, and said, "Sue me, who attacked my aid station?" Why? I only asked this once. ”

Marcus is as cold as 10,000 years of ice, but his tone is very gentle. The strong contrast between coldness and gentleness highlights his brutality to the fullest.

"Somali ** armed, Liberal Party movement! They want to kidnap the Chinese woman at your aid station! Sheriff Moore howled.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanchao squinted his eyes slightly.

The Chinese woman at the Marcus shelter is Xu Yibing, and the target of the Somali Freedom Party** armed forces turned out to be...... Xu Yibing!

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