Chapter 836: Chapter 609: A Figure Crossing Light-Years (The name in the was wrong, the Police Chief is Nogkid, and the Sheriff is Corbett, this has been corrected.) What is he going to do? Seeing Mu Fan’s posture, Nogkid and the others’ brains hadn’t had time to catch up. A surge of muscles from the thigh pushed towards the feet, finally disappearing at the point of contact between the soles and the ground. The ground trembled, seemingly like the moment a fighter jet catapulted fiercely on the starry sky mother ship. Mu Fan suddenly vanished from his original spot, dragging a long string of afterimages, and crashed into the giant alloy door with a bang. The leg muscles under the fabric instantly completed the process of energy infusion and coagulation, as firm as steel! Leaping and spinning mid-air, he kicked with maximum force. The massive blast of metal made the officers shiver, then they watched in awe and shock as a huge dent appeared in the center of the alloy giant door. The connecting points around the large metal plate in the central area all shattered, then flew straight back under the terrifying kinetic energy. Dust rose, the metal door panel kicked off embedded in that giant concrete wall. Mu Fan landed lightly, walked in with his hands behind his back. Leaving a group of officers behind him utterly petrified, at this moment, Senior Superintendent Nogkid had nothing but horror in his eyes. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t lift his right hand holding the gun; he had completely lost the thought of using force against this officer. Only then did he belatedly remember that he still held the other party’s Identity Card in his hand. He lifted his hand, his gaze falling on the last few words. [Position: Special Combat Team… Captain.] “Directly under the Federation Central Military Department’s Special Combat Team Captain, if nothing unusual happens, they might have died in vain…” Looking at this card, Nogkid said bitterly. Then his eyes glanced towards the direction Mu Fan disappeared, his face suddenly froze, “Oh no, inform Sheriff Corbett!” Standing at the entrance of the restricted residence area of the police station, Sheriff Corbett was calculating the time of the girl’s call inside while holding a cigarette. He was a very professional officer. In business, trust is most important. He’s not like Nigel Gale, who grew up from the business world as a major player; he doesn’t have the same means or boldness. From a fundamental character perspective, Corbett bears the imprint of the philosophy of being content with small fortunes. So he never refuses ways to make money within a reasonable range. In two days, it will be the deadline set by Master Nigel; very good, so far, he’s very satisfied with this transaction. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NoveI[F]ire.net Because the other party has been very cooperative, and every call content has been about raising money. And specifically exhorted not to spread the news or call for help. “A few more businesses , and I can retire early,” Corbett thought cheerfully, taking a drag of his cigarette. Just then, the communicator at his waist rang; a glance showed it was from Senior Superintendent Nogkid. Just as he spoke the first word, the glass door behind the lobby exploded, and a figure was flung out horizontally from inside, landing with a painful groan. “Officer, urgent situation, a Federation Major has broken in…” “Alright, I don’t think you need to say anymore…” His eyes fixed on the young man coming out from the back door with a police officer’s neck clasped, releasing him effortlessly when he saw Corbett, letting the suffocating officer drop to the side. Mu Fan squinted, looking at Corbett standing dumbfounded with the cigarette slipping from his fingers, the Sheriff’s badge on his shoulder bright and eye-catching. Each step was taken with the same distance, and Mu Fan walked up to half a meter in front of him under his terrified gaze. Looking down at this not very tall Sheriff, he could even see the fine sweat beads emerging on the other’s forehead. “Sheriff, no need to be nervous, you see you’re sweating.” Taking a white handkerchief from his side pocket, he gently wiped the sweat off the Sheriff’s forehead under his trembling and fearful gaze. “Your tie is crooked too.” Casually discarding the white handkerchief, he looked at the suit and leather-clad Sheriff, one hand grabbing the end of the tie while slightly pulling it up with the other. “Thank you, but no need.” “It’s a bit tight, could you let go, friend?” Mu Fan looked at him indifferently, his right hand still pushing that knot upward, tightening like a noose. Corbett’s body could do nothing but futilely kick in that force’s control. His face grew redder and started turning purple. Corbett’s brain even began experiencing dizziness, a prelude to severe hypoxia. In a daze, he even thought he might die meaninglessly . But then, a vague voice sounded leisurely by his ear: “If you want to live, nod, and I’ll ask, you answer.” His about-to-close eyes snapped open, Corbett using the last bit of his strength desperately nodded. Mu Fan watched the dying man’s struggle before him, the hand pushing the knot finally stopped, then he pulled it backhanded. The tie finally loosened. “Ah~~~cough, cough, cough!” Mucus and tears fell together as Corbett collapsed limp on the ground. But the next second, his collar was grasped by a hand, lifting him effortlessly. Hanging in the air, he finally saw clearly the excessively young face opposite, and those…indifferent and calm eyes. “I’m from the Federation, my friend is also from the Federation, she’s a beautiful girl. I think by saying this, you should understand?” Mu Fan tilted his head slightly, saying. Corbett’s vest instantly covered in cold sweat, his face turning pale with sweat pouring out. “Sheriff, Sheriff, are you alright? Someone broke in, Sher…iff.” Senior Superintendent Nogkid’s voice came closer, stopping abruptly upon seeing this scene after rushing out from the back door. “Where is she?” the devilish voice softly sounded. “Inside, inside,” Sheriff Corbett stammered, a hand hurriedly pointing to the hall behind him. The bloody smell from this person almost overwhelmed him. In the face of precious life, he could abandon everything. Gale family, authority, dignity, all thrown behind. He only wished to survive from this terrifying young man’s hands. Upon hearing his answer, Mu Fan glanced at the oppressive structure around, the coldness in his eyes dropping dozens of degrees. The violent murderous intent manifested without concealment, and Corbett almost fainted from extreme fear. But the next sentence, though a threat, sounded like divine music to him. Mu Fan brought Corbett to his eyes, calmly watching him, speaking in the same unemotional tone: “If she gets even a scratch, you’ll die horribly today.” Upon hearing this, Corbett burst into tears of joy, yelling desperately, “I’ve never harmed her, not the slightest, you can ask her, I’m innocent.” Tears and snot streaming, even the expression of Nogkid behind turned from indifference to pity, unable to speak or take action. This young man was a complete killing machine! He had no sense of order or reverence in his brain. Against such a madman, Nogkid also wanted to live! “Sheriff Corbett, I…ugh.” A clear, pleasant female voice began, but abruptly stopped. The bright-faced girl’s eyes were utterly filled with that proudly standing figure. Dazed, soft, incredulous voice echoed. The police Sky Communication in her hand silently dropped. That figure spanned light years, as if in a dream.