Chapter 28: The Great Witch

  "Maybe if you're well-fed, you can easily beat four Bernard police officers."

  Ma Long smiled and took out the last piece of bread with sausage from the paper bag and took a bite.

  It's delicious...

  At least three times more delicious than a Pullman loaf that can be bought for one dollar, the cheapest whole wheat bread is many times better.

  Slowly swallowing the food in his mouth, Ma Long pulled a chair and sat down outside the cell door: "Uncle Cui, you've forgotten one thing... You're already 48 years old, and you look like you're 60. Do you think your body can still hold up for a few more years?"

  Ma Long's words left the white-haired Cui Ruiem stunned, he subconsciously opened his mouth to refute, but ultimately found that what Ma Long said was irrefutable - facts.

  Cui's reaction pleased Malong, so he continued to strike while the iron was hot: "Uncle Cui, I also heard that you have a daughter named..."

  Following Ma Long's train of thought, he also planned to use Cui Si's daughter as a breakthrough point to make the other party surrender.

  But what Ma Long did not expect was that before he could even mention the name of Cui Si-rim's daughter, Adela, Cui Si-rim had already pounced on him like a lion awakened from sleep, grabbing his neck with his still powerful hands!

  "Hey you! Stay away from my daughter, if you dare lay a finger on her, you're dead!"

  He dragged the unprepared Marlon to the iron gate with a thickness of an arm, and Kreister Rhyme growled in a voice full of killing intent.

  "Cough, cough... fart! Who wants to lay a hand on your daughter? I just wanted to tell you that when you can't struggle anymore, who will still take care of your daughter?! And I came to find you, just wanting to give you an opportunity, an opportunity where you only need to perform for a few days and get a large sum of money!"

  The white-eyed dragon that was pinched by Cui Si-rim rolled around frantically, and the low-pitched one also started coughing nonstop. He felt like he had become a tragic character in his grandma's house.

  "Are you... serious?"

  Chui Si Te - Rui Mu loosened his grip on Ma Long's neck.

  "Believe it or not!" Ma Long replied with a bad temper, as his cheek was hit by the iron railing and hurt: "Let me go! Let me go quickly! Otherwise, I guarantee that this opportunity will definitely fall on someone else's head!"

  It was as if Marlon's outburst of temper had finally given him the opportunity to completely rewrite his life, and Custer Rhyme finally let go completely.

  "Sorry, young master...please forgive my impolite behavior earlier."

  Choi Seung-rim apologized, intentionally avoiding mentioning his daughter, as if he wanted to hide something.

  Ma Long could sense it, but he didn't mind because this body was only fourteen years old after all. Due to malnutrition, his hair hadn't even grown fully yet. Even if Cui'er's daughter was as beautiful as a heavenly fairy, what could he do about it?

  "Tonight, someone will come to discuss the details with you again. However...” Ma Long adjusted his clothes and suddenly changed the subject: “Given your reckless behavior just now, this heaven-sent opportunity might really leave you and fall into someone else's hands.”

  He said so in his mouth, but Malong had basically made up his mind - this old wandering warrior Crister-Rheim was very suitable!

  But first, give him a slap in the face to make the old vagabond feel anxious and uneasy. Then wait until nightfall to throw him a big sweet date, I suppose it will make him cherish this rare opportunity even more, right?

  Thinking so, Ma Long didn't even look at the old wandering warrior Crister-Ryhm's expression and turned around to leave the police station without looking back.

  As Marlon pushed open the door of the police station, he saw Bernard leaning against a patrol car with his hands in his pockets.

  Without even thinking about it, Sheriff Bernard didn't go on patrol at all and was waiting outside the whole time.

  Ma Long felt moved in his heart.

  "Want me to drive you back?"

  "Chief Inspector Barnard asked."

  "No need to trouble Uncle Bernard, I'll just take the bus back."

  Shaking his head, Ma Long declined the suggestion, knowing that Captain Barnard didn't actually like using public transportation.

  Sheriff Bernard didn't press the issue either, habitually patted the holster at his waist and left with a "suit yourself" before heading back to the police station.

  ……

  Ma Long walked on his way back to White Oak Street, the brilliant sunshine made him feel warm all over.

  Nothing was different before and after Ma Long left, the slum still looked bleak - both sides of the street were still filled with wounded veterans waiting for death, a large number of children big and small but all severely malnourished, wandering around the wounded veterans.

  Occasionally, the disabled veterans and children by the street would cast intentional or unintentional glances at Ma Long, who was wearing a brand new shirt. Their gazes were either numb or filled with envy.

  Along the steam bus track, a steam pipe was buried, and it is unknown how many years ago it was laid. At intervals of not far away, there would be a place where white hot steam would leak out with a hissing sound. The white steam drifted away in the wind, making the sunlight duller, and also making the disabled soldiers and malnourished children on both sides of the road appear illusory.

  Alas, if the lives of these people cannot be guaranteed, won't a huge disturbance erupt sooner or later? This otherworldly realm should have at least one or two politicians who understand the importance of maintaining stability.

  Ma Long sighed, he understood this truth, but he still couldn't help it. He just hoped that his plan would be realized soon, so he could have enough money to set up a children's welfare institute of his own.

  At least this will keep some children away from hunger and despair.

  "Hey, you're Ma Long - Li Xiaoxia couple, right?"

  Just as Ma Long was lost in thought, a fake young man wearing a gray duck-tongue cap with long earflaps and a tea-colored goggles on top of the cap blocked his way.

  No kidding, this is a fake young man. Even if she deliberately makes her voice sound very hoarse - a woman disguises herself as a man and won't be recognized by men, such things only exist in third-rate TV dramas and movies.

  The steam that was drifting everywhere made it difficult for Malong to see the true appearance of the fake little guy who was asking questions. The only feeling he had was that the other person was very tall - really very tall, at least a head taller than Malong himself.

  For some reason, Ma Long had forgotten about the spiritual bloodline in his body, which gave him excellent eyesight.

  "Who are you?"

  He didn't answer the fake kid's question because Malong at least understood that the other party had stopped him and would be there to pay respects.

  "I am Adela, Adela-Rheim." The young man replied to Marlon's question, seemingly without hiding his true gender.

  "Oh, I see, you're Custerheim's daughter." The young man reported his name and Marlon's vigilance immediately decreased a lot. He nodded and continued to ask: "What brings you to me?"

  Then, before Ma Long's words had fallen, Adela, dressed as a fake little boy, suddenly took Ma Long's hands and placed them on her chest, and then she hugged the stunned Ma Long into her arms.

  "They say you're the godson of Sheriff Bernard, and he spoils you! And I just overheard that you mentioned me to my dad!" Adela lowered her head, sticking close to Marlon's ear as she continued in a hurried and slightly panicked tone: "So, if you let Sheriff Bernard release my dad unconditionally, and give him another chance, I'll...I'll do whatever you want afterwards!"

  It was as if she wanted to add weight to her words, Adela added in a very low voice: "You felt it, didn't you... My chest is actually quite big! And I'm still... a virgin."

  Ma Long was completely stunned, his subconscious moved the hands pressed by Adela, and then he truly felt that Adela did not deceive him, because - really, indeed, it's really big!

  Then, Ma Long finally fully reacted and struggled free from the embarrassing state of being hugged in the arms of a girl who was much taller than him.

  Perhaps it was the movement of distance, or perhaps it was because a gust of wind had just blown by, but the misty vapor quietly dispersed, and Marlon finally saw clearly the eyes of Adela-Rheim, who was dressed as a fake little boy.

  They were a pair of beautiful big eyes with purple-gold pupils.

  Wait!

  Amethyst Eye? Demonic Bloodline?!

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