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Blake Doflamingo’s eyes narrowed, and he looked at Locke again, with a little more surprise in his eyes. He heard the hidden meaning in Locke’s words.

He took this opportunity to put down his hand and said seriously: “Of course, cooperating with LAPD is the responsibility and obligation of every Los Angeles citizen!”

“…”

Locke smiled. He was right. Blake Doflamingo had reached a consensus with the Parker Center. This guy’s reaction was not slow.

Judging from Steve Chen’s identity, he even suspected that this guy was also related to the CIA.

Locke looked at Blake Doflamingo calmly and said seriously: “Thank you for your cooperation, Father Doflamingo, but I still have to say that MS-13’s behavior yesterday really annoyed the Parker Center. Commissioner Archie Kohlmeier even called Chief Michael Moen and asked him whether the LAPD was still capable of protecting Los Angeles… “So Assistant Chief of Police Harold Cardwell, the head of the Operations Department, was very angry and asked Andrew Cardro, the director of the Anti-Drug Division, whether MS-13 was still under your control?” “Father Doflamingo, you should have received some news!” “…” Blake Doflamingo stared at Locke with a look of surprise and asked, “Who are you?” Locke laughed and said, “Sorry, I haven’t introduced my new position yet. I am now the detective of the second team of the Robbery and Murder Division. Father Doflamingo, it’s nice to see you again! ”

He didn’t want to show off, but he didn’t want Madeline Hill to be embarrassed.

Madeline Hill and Blake Doflamingo are not at the same level. This woman is really confused today.

“Inspector?”

Blake Doflamingo was a little suspicious. The inspector at this level can’t get in touch with the big shots Locke just mentioned.

Except for Andrew Cardro, the director of the Black Narcotics Division, the other three are the big guys of Parker Center. They are the ones who can make the Los Angeles gangs hide if they stamp their feet.

Locke hesitated for a moment, and then said reservedly: “It may take a while before he can serve as the deputy captain! ”

“…”

Blake Doflamingo had already seen something from Locke’s clothes and temperament. After all, he was the boss who developed MS-13 from hiding in Wilshire to a transnational gangster, so his eyesight was naturally not bad.

The clothes Locke wore and the watch on his hand were not what ordinary detectives could have.

Compared to Madeline Hill’s timidity, Locke was relaxed from beginning to end.

Facing him, there was no fear or dread in his eyes, and the look he gave him was even condescending.

Blake Doflamingo suppressed his doubts and exclaimed: “Wow, you are really young and promising. It seems that you will be a big shot in Parker Center soon! ”

“…”

Locke looked at Blake Doflamingo meaningfully. This guy wanted to test him.

For this kind of gang boss, he had no psychological pressure to kill, because these people were 100% damned.

To kill or not to kill depends on whether Blake Doflamingo is smart enough.

As long as you don’t provoke him, everyone will be in peace.

He is not the idle vigilante like Batman and Green Lantern.

Locke turned his head and said to Madeline Hill: “Captain, since Father Doflamingo is so cooperative, let’s not disturb him!”

Madeline Hill glared at Blake Doflamingo coldly and threatened: “Blake Doflamingo, you’d better not let me catch your handle! ”

After saying the harsh words, the woman turned and walked towards the church door.

Locke was a little embarrassed. This woman really lost her level today!

How could Blake Doflamingo care about her threat as a small police inspector? She was not even from the Anti-gang and Anti-narcotics Department.

Locke nodded to Blake Doflamingo and followed Madeline Hill to the door.

Soon Madeline Hill, who was walking in front, stopped because the black bodyguard Huck was awake.

The big black man blocked the door again, like an iron tower, blocking the door tightly.

He stared at Locke with murderous intent, obviously ready to get back at him.

Blake Doflamingo stood under the statue of Jesus, looking at the scene with indifference, and had no intention of stopping it.

Locke smiled, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, “Captain, get out of the way…”

Madeline Hill took out her gun and sneered, “If he wants to attack the police, he can try! ”

Locke reached out and pulled her away, “Administrative leave is nice, but I hate inquiries and investigations!”

He raised his hand and hooked it provocatively, “Hey, come on, don’t waste time, you should be glad that I don’t want to kill anyone today…”Huck grinned, his eyes were more murderous, “Really? I’m just the opposite, I really want to kill someone now…” He bent his legs and rushed towards Locke, “Go to hell, you coward who can only sneak attack!” Locke also grinned, it’s rare to meet an opponent who can make him thick-skinned and thick-fleshed. He had long wanted to test how big the gap is between his 15 strength and the peak of ordinary people. 2 meters tall, 180KG tonnage, rushing over, very scary, like a tank. Locke took a step back with his right foot, lowered his center of gravity, and prepared for another big one. The faster this guy rushed, the more miserable he would fall. Huck can mix in WME, so his IQ is naturally not low. Locke’s previous shoulder throw left him with a deep shadow, so his attack this time was not a brutal collision. He was two meters away from Locke, suddenly turned sideways, raised his right hand, and waited in front of Locke, and a fist as big as a cup hit Locke’s head like a cannonball. This punch carried the potential energy and speed of running, which was not slow. Judging from the speed and posture of his punches, this guy has also practiced boxing.

If this punch hits, the brain may turn into paste.

Locke’s eyesight is no longer the same as before, and he easily caught Huck’s fist, but he still took a step back.

This guy’s strength is at least 14, plus the run-up, the explosive power just now should have reached 14.5.

Huck looked at Locke in disbelief. No one has ever surpassed him in strength. He gritted his teeth and pushed his fist forward desperately, but it was like facing a pair of concrete walls, motionless.

Having already tested this guy’s strength, Locke didn’t plan to continue playing.

He grabbed Huck’s fist with his hand, suddenly wrapped it around his wrist, then turned his body, swung Huck and threw him out.

Huck’s body flew up again, this time flying higher and farther than before.

Because in addition to Huck’s own strength, Locke’s strength was also added.

Madeline Hill’s mouth opened wider than before, her face full of disbelief.

The black bodyguard, who looked like King Kong, flew out like a sandbag, flying seven or eight meters, and slid another three or four meters before barely stopping in front of Blake Doflamingo.

Locke stared at the motionless black man under Blake Doflamingo’s feet, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He was very sure in his heart that this guy should be able to brush out attribute points.