S*x Symbol！

In the Y City Special Forces Command Room, Mu Feichi sat with his legs crossed. He looked at the man and woman tied up by Li Zilan as he turned over a thick pile of transaction documents in his hand.

　　 "Young Marshal, we only caught these two, and a few other people. Crocodile... escaped."

　　 The woman who was arrested didn't seem to expect that the famous Young Marshal of the nation would be so young, so she couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

　　 As soon as Mu Feichi raised his head, she was mesmerized by his glance. Staring at him fixedly, she was unable to move her eyes.

　　 "You don't have to look at me like that. I'm not interested in a drug-dealing, promiscuous b*tch like you."

His cold voice was devoid of emotion and it hit the woman like a bucket of cold water being thrown in her face. Her face turned red with rage.