Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 91 Do not cry without seeing the coffin

"You want to see Singed now?"

Shirko was stunned for a moment: "May I know why you want to see him?"

Singed is the most important support for Silko to turn the bottom city over. It can be called his "forbidden scorpion", and he will never allow anyone who may subvert his plan to contact him.

Marcos, on the other hand, was one of those candidates who would overturn his plans.

But he didn't dare to reject Marcos directly. After all, Marcos had already proved his strength to him yesterday, and he was afraid that if he vetoed it immediately, he would incur Marcos' revenge on the spot.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't know." Marcus said quietly: "We have cooperated many times, Sirko... Sir, you still have a lot of goals that have not been achieved, don't you?"

The implication is that if you are disobedient, you will go to hell with those unfulfilled goals!

Shirko's heart tightened, and he began to regret his 'cooperation' with Marcus again.

Originally, I thought that what I recruited was a wild dog, as long as I gave him some bones, I could make him obedient.

Unexpectedly, what actually attracted was a hungry wolf, the bones could not satisfy his appetite, and now he was going to devour himself!
The most helpless thing is that the means used to tame the hungry wolf have failed, and even unconsciously, he exposed his throat to the opponent's minions.

Once the opponent is angered, the deadly claws will definitely fall down without hesitation, tear his own throat, and kill him with one blow!
Holding the cap that had been cut and hadn't had time to throw away, Shirko's mind turned sharply, thinking about countermeasures.

Singed must not be allowed to meet Marcos!

The master of alchemy was his confidence to fight against Shangcheng. If he even exposed his cards to others, he would really have no means at all.

"Understood, I will arrange it." Silko took a deep breath and said slowly: "Tomorrow morning, I will arrange a place for him to meet you."

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Marcus repeated forcefully: "I want to see Singed now, immediately!"

While speaking, Marcus flashed lightning in his hand and crackled.

Shirko's pupils shrank slightly, and the fluctuations caused by the electric light hit him, the hairs on his arms exploded, and every cell in his body screamed and wanted to escape from this place.

His eyelids drooped, seemingly helpless: "It's really not that I don't want you to meet. Singed was captured by the Wildfire Gang last night. I'm trying to find a way to rescue him now."

Captured by the Wildfire Gang?
What is Ike doing with Singed?
Marcus struggled to recall the plot, searching to see if such a thing had happened.

After a while, he sneered and walked out the door: "In that case, I won't be polite to you."

"What do you want to do?" Hilcoton felt uncomfortable and followed out.

I saw Marcus came to the outfield of the tavern, walked straight to Sevica, and stared at her.

Sevica was lying in the booth. Seeing this, she turned her head slightly and looked at Shirko, only to find that the boss also had an inexplicable expression.

"Sevica and Singed are your right-hand men, and they have done a lot for you, right?"

Marcus looked at it for a while, and finally spoke: "I am now issuing an arrest warrant for you in accordance with the law as the Chief Sheriff of the Pittsburgh Law Enforcement Bureau. You may not speak, but every word you say will become evidence in court. for!"

As he spoke, he took off the handcuffs he carried with him from his waist, and shook them a few times in front of Sevica.

Sevica was stunned: "You want to arrest me?"

Shirko was also stunned, unable to understand what Marcus wanted to do.

"What? You said you were going to be a tainted witness and report the mastermind behind all your crimes?" Marcos' behavior at this time was like a madman in the eyes of others, because Sevica didn't say that at all, it was all He invented it himself.

Silko's one-eyed pupil was dilated, and he finally realized what Marcus' intention was.

Sevica explained subconsciously: "I didn't!"

Marcus immediately continued: "You said he is from Dicheng, with a prominent position?"

"You nonsense!" Sevica was furious.

"You said his name was Shirko?" Marcus exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Impossible, Shirko is a well-known industrialist in Pizu Shuangcheng, how could he do these illegal things secretly?"

"You...do you want to die?" Sevica realized that Marcos' goal was not to frame herself, but to use her own mouth to give Shirko a solid charge.

In an instant, she pushed forward with both hands, trying to force Marcos back, so as to make room for her next battle.

However, Marcos' reaction was faster than her. She had just raised her hand, and before she raised her arms, Marcos came first. Push upwards.

Swish!
Sevica dreamed back to yesterday, and she was thrown over her shoulder again!

She didn't even see how Marcos did it!
Whoa!

Sevica fell to the ground, knocked down tables and chairs, and shattered wine glasses and bottles.

In a blink of an eye, the tavern was in a mess.

"You still dare to attack the police?" Marcos really laughed this time, he just waited for Sevica couldn't help but make a move, and now the excuse for arresting her was a logical one.

"Assaulting the police?" Sevica glared at Marcos, gritted her teeth, and roared from her throat: "I'm going to kill you!"

呲!
Several transparent pistons on the left mechanical arm poured bright green potion, and as the potion was pushed rapidly, the mechanical prosthesis installed on Sevica's left arm received energy supply and became infinitely powerful.

Bang!
Hitting the ground with a palm, the sturdy woman pushed herself back with the strength of one arm and rushed towards Marcos.

In mid-air, she adjusted her posture and pulled her left fist back. As long as she entered the attack distance, she would punch Marcos in the face.

"Let's fight first, are you afraid that you won't die fast enough?" Marcus showed mocking eyes, standing where he was.

In Sevica's view, this kind of behavior is completely defiant and arrogant.

Sevica sneered in her heart. With her left arm fully opened, let alone a body of flesh and blood, she could make a dent even on an iron plate.

"Suffer to death!"

Sevica aimed at Marcos' disgusting face and punched hard.

Shirko raised his hand to stop drinking, but put it down again after thinking about it.

If Marcos was beaten to death here by Sevica, it seemed to be a good thing for me?
Unfortunately, such a good thing is destined to never happen.

The moment Sevica threw her fist, Marcos finally moved!

He took a step forward, stretched out his hands, as if welcoming a lover into his arms, and gently embraced the left arm offered by Sevica.

Then the waist bar twisted suddenly, and Sevica was thrown out again.

This time, Marcos didn't hold back, and Sevica was slammed against the wall. The hard concrete cracked several cracks, and cobwebs were winding on the wall.

"I am now suing you for assaulting the police, and it is the Chief Sheriff of the Law Enforcement Bureau. Come with me to the Stillwater Prison and enjoy the rest of your life!" Marcos said without any explanation, picked up a few fragments of tables and chairs, and stepped forward to insert Sevica Between the parts of the left arm.

Having been with Jess and others for a long time, he also knows a thing or two about mechanical structures. As long as a few important parts are stuck, this mechanical prosthesis is basically useless.

When mentioning Sevica, who was as limp as mud, Marcos escorted Shirko outside the door of Forgan's Tavern without even looking at her.

"and many more!"

Silko's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he finally stopped Marcos.

Following his order, those thugs finally surrounded him and blocked Marcos from going.

"You let Sevica go, and I'll take you to Singed."

(End of this chapter)