4008: C4008 What I Hate Most Is Formalism

C4008 What I Hate Most Is Formalism

"Fine, I'll leave it to you. You should know my methods." Brown agreed without further ado.

It was not the first time he and Colin Ackerman had worked together, and they had both built a good deal of trust in each other.

He was convinced that Colin Ackerman would never dare to touch him.

Because he had a gun in his hand.

"By the way, you didn't touch Marko, did you?" Colin Ackerman asked.

Colin Ackerman's word for "move" is not the usual word for "move".

He was referring to the money he had on him.

Brown wasn't a fool. He understood what Colin Ackerman meant.

Didn't he move?

Of course they did.

Not only did he move, he had also squeezed out all of Marko's life.

But so what?

As long as he didn't say anything, who knew?

And what if Colin Ackerman knew?

Could it be that he actually dared to pick up his gun and start a war with me?

Brown's mouth twitched, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Of course not, Malco is perfectly fine right now."

"Colin, we are old friends. You don't even know who I am."

"I'm the most trustworthy person here."

Reputation?

Hehe...

Colin Ackerman's mouth twitched.

Colin Ackerman might have been a little more confident when people told him their credibility.

However, Brown didn't believe a single punctuation mark.

Wasn't it nonsense for a kidnapper to talk about reputation?

Of course, it was good enough to know that Colin Ackerman did not say so.

After all, he was just being thick-skinned, which was not good for everyone.

"Of course, I believe you. It's not the first time we're cooperating. You are my best friend." Colin Ackerman grinned and said, "If I don't believe you, then who else can I trust?"

"Hahaha …" Brown let out a burst of hearty laughter.

After chatting with Brown for a while, Colin Ackerman hung up.

Then his face darkened.

Instinctively, he felt that Marko's money must have been squeezed dry.0

Even if there were some remaining, it wouldn't be too much.

Colin Ackerman's face darkened at the thought.

Damn Brown, damn Ma Ke.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Marc had been playing the cards and peddling the Nasa data, the whole thing wouldn't have been exposed.

Qin Luo and Thomas won't come back until the matter is exposed.

If Qin Luo didn't come, Kerry Hoyos wouldn't have resigned.

If Kerry Hawes did not resign, then the many researchers in Colin's lab would not resign.

So, in the end, it was all Marko's fault.

This time Colin Ackerman must make Marc pay!

At the thought of this, Colin Ackerman hurried downstairs and waited at the door

… ….

Time passed minute by minute.

About half an hour later, a black looking Toyota Alpha Commercial Vehicle slowly came to Colin's door.

Just like before, the security guard at the entrance stopped the car.

"Register, register..."

The security guard subconsciously called for everyone to register.

But in the next second, his eyes widened.

The window rolled down and a huge head stuck out. He was tall and sturdy with a fierce appearance. There was a long scar on his forehead.

"Do I need to register?"

"Gulp ~"

The security guard swallowed his saliva and quickly shook his head. "No need, of course not. What I hate the most is formalism."

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