Vol 2 Chapter 588: My jurisdiction

Chapter 588 My Jurisdiction
Seeing that the third person was fighting, the two of them faltered when they recovered.
"Fuck, didn't you make you step back!" This is Glover, who is desperately angry.
"You don't look like that." This is a cloaked prostitute who is gloating.
The eyes of the two met again, and they became more angry.
Without waiting for Tells to speak, Clover fell on again!
"Fuck you!"
The cloak client was unwilling to show his weakness, but also returned a fist:
"Fuck you too!"
With a loud bang, the figures of the two big men were mixed together again, splitting up and down, having a good time.
"Listen, if your dirty hands dare to touch Lilian's sweat again-hiss!"
"Does it hurt? Hey, if you come to harass her again, this is-Ao!"
"Lao Zi has never lost a fight since he was a kid-um!"
"Lao Tzu never fought, because no one dared to follow me--oh!"
"Laozi has killed more girls than you have slept with-wow!"
"The girl I slept in is better than you-day, not right-hey!"
Looking at Conmuto, who was lying on the ground with unconscious personnel, and the two of them who had their fists and feet together, Tells rubbed his face in a headache, not knowing what to do.
There was a louder voice in the gap between the doors on both sides of the corridor.
At this moment, a high-pitched and severe female voice came from a distance:
"enough!"
"This is the Liya Club!"
I do not know why, when I heard this voice, the two people who were fighting on the ground were shaking together!
Tells turned around: a beautiful woman came with a light, a figure of good shape, a soft eyebrow, followed by a listless and sick man, and a clever and innocent Sissi.
As soon as the beauty appeared, not only did Glover and his opponent stop fighting, but even the whispers on both sides of the corridor were quiet.
The beauty walked lightly, and her waist style was like a frost at the moment. She walked to the side of Tyers (the prince quickly bowed her head) and looked at the two who were fighting.
"You, get up!"
The beauty snapped, glaring at the big man under the cloak.
But she smiled and charmed herself, and even her anger was intoxicating.
The big man looked up and said:
"Miss Lilian..."
The beautiful woman named Lilian leaned against her head and angered:
"Get off!"
The big man quickly let go of Glover, rolled and crawled, and got up in embarrassment.
It turns out that this is the Lord, the first card of the Liya Club, Miss Lilian?
Tells said.
Glover was gasping, staring at Lilian with a blank stare.
"you."
Lilian stared at Glover for a long time and spoke coldly:
"Retreat."
Glover has a complex expression, and at that moment he seemed agitated and ashamed:
"Lilian..."
Li Li'an Fengmu opened her eyes:
"Retreat!"
Glover seemed to have heard the military order. After three times, five divisions and two, he stood up and retreated, and Tells suspected that he did not carry out the orders of Mallos.
Lilian turned her head and looked at the cracks in the open doors in the hallway.
"Is everything okay?"
Lilian looked around and shouted loudly:
"Then find a man to do it!"
"If it doesn't work, it's a woman!"
Before she could speak again, the girls behind the door moved one after another, closing the door one after another.
The dark and ambiguous corridor became silent again.
Glover and the prostitute hid the (nose-blue-faced) face under the cloak again, standing on either side of the corridor with their hands on their backs, like two children doing wrong things.
Lilian raised the light, illuminating the convulsive humming on the ground, frowning.
She turned her head and told the listless man behind him:
"Tinker, lift him up."
The man sighed and stepped up to support Kongmuto:
"Cheer up, buddy, no one can die in the clubhouse."
Glover also stepped forward to help the man hold Kong Mutuo, while shouting the other party's name:
"Hey, Tinker."
Tinker glanced at Glover and twitched his lips:
"It's so unlucky that you came here, chubby."
Fatty?
Tells froze for a moment, looking at Glover, he could not think of the nickname "Fat Duner".
Only Tinker sighed:
"Majesty Laiya is sick-the black silks have just left."
Glover frowned:
"Black silk...you mean brotherhood? Are they in trouble?"
Tinker shook his head, unwilling to say more, looking at Glover's eyes alienated and complicated.
After tidying up a few people on this side, Lilian turned back and looked at the third person standing with her head down-Sissy.
"Is it fun?" the beauty asked coldly.
"Ah?" Sissy raised her head, her face surprised and innocent: "I, I'm just trying to solicit customers, you know, performance..."
"Take your mother a big head ghost!"
Lilian's emotions broke out and yelled angrily:
"I shouldn't ask you to greet guests without eggs!"
Sissy shuddered violently, grieved, and wept:
"Sister Lilian, me, I..."
Lilian sees Sissi's pitiful appearance, and she feels soft, waving with a sigh:
"Forget it, why do you hurry and go--"
Sissi burst into tears with a smile:
"Hee hee, sister..."
Lilyan Liu frowned:
"Get out of here!"
"Release the skin, and Grandma will sell you to the desert sooner or later! Sell it to the bone-bearers for dinner!"
Sissy dared not delay any further, and quickly turned downstairs, not forgetting to make a cute grimace to Taylors as she left.
Watching the development of the situation, Tells has a complicated mental situation, and he has not been able to reveal his identity. It is better to shut up in a low profile.
Glover and Tinker helped Kongmuto to Tyers, let him rest against the wall, and then walked to Lilian.
Glover took a deep breath and hesitated:
"Lilian, I just..."
But at the next moment, Lilian gave him a slap in the backhand!
Snapped!
"Get out, get out!"
Lilian slammed up the stairs, her voice deformed.
"You are not welcome here!"
Tells was startled.
Tinker looked at the beaten Glover and tried to say something, but he still closed his mouth.
Glover touched half of the beaten face and looked at Lilian in a trance, but he was not angry.
"Lilian, I..."
Clover did not dare to look at Lilian. He took a deep breath and shifted his focus to the client in the cloak:
"This guy, is he coming..."
Lilian raised her eyebrows and was very angry:
"He is my man!"
Glover was suddenly dumb.
The big man under the cloak shuddered and turned his head mechanically to look at Lilian.
"What? He, he?" Glover looked at Lilian stunnedly, and then looked at the big man, and was shocked.
"Yeah, you don't know yet, he is a regular..."
I saw the club's first card, Miss Lilian hugged the big man's arm, gently stroking, and deliberately sneered at Glover:
But Tells felt that the big man became a little stiff under Lilian's touch.
"Cough, yes! I am her man!"
Under the threat of Lilian's eyes, the customer mechanically allowed the woman to wrap his arm around his shoulder,
Glover lowered his head, squeezed his fist, and shivered slightly under the cloak.
He took a deep breath:
"I'm not here to cause trouble."
Tinker sighed aside:
"Well, it's better-you've caused enough trouble."
Glover was stiff, and he went forward subconsciously, his eyes eager and guilty:
"Lilian, Tinker, I just came..."
"She said it!"
The cloak client next to Lilian quietly broke away from the top lady, pressed Glover's shoulder, and pushed him back:
"You are not welcome here!"
But this time, Glover was in a trance, and he didn't deliberately compete. He was unprepared and hit the wall with a back push.
Pulling back the whiplash, Glover took a breath and gritted his teeth.
Lilian changed her face.
Tinker also noticed this, wondering:
"Fat Duner, are you injured?"
Glover took a deep breath and shook his head.
The client under the cloak rubbed his fists proudly:
"Humph, you can't help yourself. Next time you'd better find a worthy pseudonym..."
But before he finished, Lilian turned back indignantly and gave her a backhand!
Snapped!
The client was stunned, touching his face innocently.
what?
Tells frowned.
"You put such a heavy hand?"
Lilian pointed to the breathing Glover and looked at the big man angrily:
"you?"
The big man in the cloak looked at Glover, and he immediately felt wronged and confused:
"I--"
"Not him," Glover took a breath and said bitterly:
"This morning, I was whip by my boss."
Lilian understood.
The girl looked at Glover in a complicated way, and after a while, she said cruelly:
"Due!"
She turned and pushed open a door, and walked in:
"You guys come in!"
"Tinker, go get the medicine chest."
The listless man frowned:
"But he..."
Lilian urged: "Go!"
Glover shook his head:
"I'm bandaged..."
Lilian turned her head and glared angrily:
"To shut up!"
"Come in quickly!"
Glover immediately shut up.
Thiels hides aside, it is difficult to imagine people like Glover, and the tender side of this iron man.
"There is still the fallen one, come in together."
Tails quickly caught up with him and helped Kongmuto into the room with him, let him lie down and rest.
Lilian pulled up a chair and indiscriminately pressed Glover down, skimming his clothes expertly, exposing the bandages on her upper body-blood stains had oozed on it.
Seeing this scene, Lilian angered:
"You... will only cause trouble!"
Grover bowed his head in shame and did not answer.
Just like an obedient kitten.
Although severely reprimanded, Lilian kept on hand, peeled off Glover's bandage, and expertly gave him medicine.
"Damn," the prostitute under the cloak also entered the room. He rubbed his swollen chin while looking at the blood on Glover's body, surprised:
"Did you just fight me with an injury?"
"It's not important," Glover, who was holding Wu Qing's eyes, saw him and snorted unwilling to show his weakness:
"Even if your head is cut off, I can hit you with flowers."
The client snorted:
"I'm going to see if you can speak hard--"
"Enough nonsense!"
The two shut up together.
"As for you..."
Lilian looked back at the client in cloak:
"What are you still doing here? You really want to do my business?"
Glover looked up cautiously.
The client under the cloak shivered.
"No," he reached out and shook his head, hehe smiled: "Okay, then I will go..."
The client walked out of the room crippled and took the door.
It's unlucky.
He shook his head, thinking, inadvertently touching the bruise on his face, his teeth grinned in pain.
at this time.
"Hello, you wait."
The client lowered his head and found that the shortest guy slipped out sometime and stood beside him.
Tails frowned, looking at the cloak.
The big man quickly lifted his expression, the pain on his face disappeared:
"What? Boy, want to help your brother get back the scene?"
He raised his fist fiercely.
Tells glanced at the other's cloak squinted and folded his arms:
"if?"
The big man smiled:
"Don't think about it, you can't practice it for another ten years!"
The man in the cloak waved disdainfully and turned away.
Tells looked immobile, looking at the other person's back, and said quietly:
"Cohen."
The next second, Tells saw with satisfaction that his back in his cloak shook!
The big man froze for a second, straightened his waist casually, and continued walking forward.
But Taylor's voice sounded again:
"Cohen-Karabyan?"
Sure enough, Tells saw the big man in front of him stumbling, holding on to the wall so as not to fall into a dog to eat shit.
For exactly three seconds, the prostitute under the cloak, the first-ranking police officer in the Xicheng Police Department, His Excellency Cohen · Silly Big · Karabyan, turned back tremblingly.
"You... how do you see it?"
"I didn't see it," Tells looked at him contemptuously:
"I just looked familiar..."
"Ask casually."
Then you will be recruited.
Cohen froze for a few seconds.
He lifted his hood up, put on a vicious look, and came to him:
"You, what kind of noble boy are you?"
Tells took a step back and hid his face in the shadow:
"You don't care who I am, you just need to know..."
But without waiting for him to finish, the crime of Tells’ River of Prison sensed a crisis and spontaneously surged!
boom!
Cohen's arm struck like a volcanic eruption, and Tyers could only raise his hand to block the blow!
"Yo," the police officer hummed:
"The response is quite fast."
But the next second, Cohen's offensive continued, with elbows and elbows!
"and many more--"
Before Tells spoken, he had to keep up with the rhythm and keep guarding the police officer's unattended attack one after another!
In the fist, elbow, leg, muscle collision and suffocating punch style, Taylors can feel the feeling of Glover's talents-Cohen's attack is like a flood, and the wave is stronger than the wave. Can only try to defend, no time to fight back.
And the crime of the prison river roared wildly, reflecting the little bits and pieces of Cohen's body, but it seemed to be endless and endless.
Within seconds, Taylors and Cohen fought for several rounds, and the secret path was not good.
This was the first time Taylors had a hands-on confrontation with Cohen, and it was also the first time that he felt the power of the opponent's magnificent end.
Endless, endless.
Hard and strong, fast and hurried, it is difficult to resist.
Tells Tyers to be breathless.
"Huh, thinking that seeing my identity, you can threaten me? Want to threaten the Kingdom's police officer?"
Cohen sneered:
"Think too much!"
Thales's defensive action couldn't stop at all, it was almost suffocating.
Obviously looked silly and flustered, but Cohen's skillful movement, amazing strength, crushed him to no abilities to fight back, only to groan in pain after each fight...
Before he changed into the great desert, he would be defeated in about one or two rounds.
Strange--Tears thought while painfully defending--according to Wyatt, this stupid big guy was not always weak in Exeter, did he meet the one who was beaten so badly?
It's not quite like how to hand it over!
Huaia, you lied to me!
"I tell you," Cohen said, watching the other party struggling under his own hands.
"When your grandfather and I were in the north, when I beat the Yankees fart and yell, you still don't know where!"
After taking a straight punch without fancy, Taylors finally could not bear it, his footsteps were unstable, and hit the wall.
"You come to such a place at a young age? Well, I know, you guys, you don't learn well, all of you are women..."
Cohen's arms stretched, and he halted Tyles.
"If I were your father, I would beat your little ass..."
Cohen snorted coldly and lifted the hood of Tyers!
At that moment, the air was quiet.
The two are facing each other.
Cohen's eyes widened, and the teenager looked embarrassed.
After a few seconds.
"Cohen," Tells took a deep breath: "You listen to me explain..."
but……
"Boy, you, uh," Cohen's tone was at a loss, then doubt:
"It seems... a little familiar?"
It was Turns who froze for a moment.
But he reacted immediately: the lights in the corridor were too dim and Cohen didn't recognize it.
Great!
Thales broke free from Cohen's hand and prepared to put on his cloak again.
But at this moment, the people in the room cracked open, exposing the sunlight, illuminating the two people in the corridor.
Seeing the appearance of the teenager, Cohen's eyes widened suddenly!
"Hey, I'm going to the toilet. Fat Dun'er let you in—" Tinker's head appeared at the door.
But he saw clearly the gesture of the two embracing together, raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his mouth:
"Oh, bother."
"You guys continue."
Tinker seemed quite accustomed to this kind of thing, and he skillfully apologized and closed the door with a snap.
The two of them hugged against a wall and looked at each other in the front, stayed in the dark and ambiguous corridor again.
"You are..." Cohen finally recognized the teenager in front of him by the light of a moment, it was unbelievable.
"temple--"
Teres was shocked and immediately prevented him from calling out his name: "Wia!"
"My name is Wia."
He looked around with vigilance and kept eyeing Cohen.
Cohen was taken aback for a moment.
But maybe it was Cohen who knew the real Wye, maybe he was also dressed in the same disguise, and the police officer quickly released Taylors, and he laughed.
"Oh oh, Wia! It turns out to be you, Brother Wia!"
Cohen slapped Tyers on the shoulder as an intimate brother.
Breaking free, Tyers was relieved anyway. He looked at the countless doors in the corridor, and he also smirked:
"Hahaha, yeah, what a coincidence, Ke—"
"Robick!" Cohen said quickly, also preventing the prince from calling his name.
"I am Robic, Robic Dila."
The police officer smiled and pointed at himself.
Tells turned his head and smiled.
"Oh, brother Robick!"
He thumped Cohen's chest, and the two watched together.
The outsiders looked like two friends who hadn't met for a long time.
Damn it.
Why did I meet this silly big man.
Damn it.
Why did you encounter this trouble essence.
In the eyes exchange room, the two patted each other's shoulders and chests passionately, and added a bit of secretly stronger meaning.
With a snap, the door opened again, letting out light to illuminate the corridor.
"Can I go to the toilet now-"
Tinker, with his head exposed at the crack of the door, saw the two men's hands resting on each other's body, and suddenly stopped again.
"My day, it's been so long," Tinker's face tightened, and he turned back impatiently and closed the door:
"Still playing foreplay?"
The door closed, and Taylor and Cohen recovered, and let go of each other without embarrassment.
"Cohen, ah, no, Brother Lobic."
"This is Hongfang Street, what are you doing here?"
Cohen choked.
"Tour, tour?"
Tells raised his eyebrows:
"Ok?"
Cohen coughed and said righteously:
"Cough! You know, I am the police officer of the Xicheng Police Station, Hongfang Street..."
"It's my jurisdiction."
Tells looked at him suspiciously.
But Cohen's spirit moved.
"Wait," the police officer was awe-inspiring, and a ideological and political teacher caught the shrewd look of the student absenteeism:
"Temple-Brother Wia, what are you doing here?"
This time it was Thiers' choke.
The prince paused for a few seconds, and looked back at Cohen with a straight face:
"Inspect."
Cohen chewed:
"what?"
Tells raised his fist and coughed in his fist:
"Cough! You know, I am the second prince of the star kingdom, the whole king..."
Tells looked up seriously:
"It's all my jurisdiction."
Cohen froze for a second, then narrowed his eyes and glanced in disbelief.
Tyres smirked and stared again, looking back without any weakness.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
In the dim corridor, the prince and the police officer stared at each other, expressing disdain and dissatisfaction with each other's words and excuses.
When you gaze at each other on both sides and want to force your opponent to show cowardice in a pressured look...
With a snap, the door opened again.
"So how much do you want--" Tinker's face appeared at the door, his expression becoming more and more impatient.
But he saw the two standing face to face, looking at each other affectionately.
"Lying trough," Tinker looked at the two who had no time for him, and after all he suffocated the complaint, mumbled and closed the door:
"I'm still worried..."
Taylors and Cohen woke up now, staggering their eyes and coughing both.
But the cough fell and the two looked up at the same time, explaining separately:
"You know, the police department occasionally collects intelligence..."
"Well, that, the prince occasionally wants to inspect the folk..."
The two said their own words and their voices were mixed in one place. They basically didn't pay attention to what the other was saying, and could only judge the progress of the dialogue by their expressions.
But fortunately, they were especially in this area and stopped at the same node.
"Then we meet this time..." Cohen tentatively opened his mouth.
Tells heard that:
"There is no need for a rumor?"
The air was quiet for a while.
After a second, they looked at each other and raised their faces to focus on their heads.
The two reached out and shook hands to reach a rare consensus:
"Ok!"
boom!
This time, the door was squeezed violently and mercilessly.
"I said, it's not that there is no room," Tinker's head appeared again at the door: "Can't you stay here!"
This time, looking anxious, he held his fist inexplicably:
"I'm really urgency!"
(End of this chapter)