King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer
Chapter 855 - 768: The Posture of Being a Scapegoat Must Be Handsome

Joe Ga spent several hours in the African American community and by the time he returned to the farm, it was already nearly dawn.

After unloading his gear, he went to take a shower. When Joe intended to catch some sleep, he saw Monica lying on the bed in a lace nightgown that was even sexier than being nude, supporting her head with one hand while playfully lifting the short hem of her gown with the other...

Her light honey-colored skin reflected the soft light, making Monica look like a 'gift'!

Despite the mainstream voices opposing the objectification of women, Monica perfectly embodied the ultimate state of female objectification.

She didn't need to conquer the world; she only needed to wear different costumes to exhaust Boss Joe both mentally and physically.

Caught between his physical fatigue and the glowing Monica, Joe Ga reluctantly followed his instincts...

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After they had finished, Monica lay in Boss Joe's arms and softly said while looking at him half asleep, "Boss, the New York Police Department has invited me to visit them today…"

"Go ahead…"

"I think we should donate some money to the police union and give a few police cars to some needy police stations."

"You decide…"

"I received a lot of calls yesterday. The wife of the New York Police Commissioner invited me to their family gathering. I think the NYPD headquarters isn't keen on creating a big fuss…

So I think, should we hold onto those pieces of evidence for now and just hand Boris over to the internal affairs of the New York Police?"

"Your call…"

Monica, looking at Joe's half-sincere yet trusting face, grabbed Joe's hand and placed it on her chest, moving her face closer to Joe's neck.

She was like a lazy cat, gently brushing her nose against his neck while emitting ambiguous, seductive moans...

"Boss, I've gained some weight recently, my clothes are getting tight…"

"Buy…"

"Boss, I need to attend many important parties and I'm short of some jewelry…"

"Buy…"

"Boss, I particularly like black diamonds, I also want a ring like Devil Bird…"

"You'll have to ask Nis, she's in charge of our black diamonds…"

Upon hearing this, Monica looked up and saw Joe smiling at her; annoyed, she bit his face and then sat up, showing off her poisonous needle ring, "Then I'll just be a black widow…"

Joe Ga glanced at his seized vital spot and shook his head, chuckling, "Let go and say that again, then I might think you're sincere as a black widow."

After Joe Ga lightly tapped on Monica's buttocks and saw the daylight outside, he remarked, "It's daybreak, you should go to work now, let me sleep for a few hours.

Beauty, you wouldn't want your boss to work with dark circles, right?"

Monica bit her finger lightly, then let out an enticing murmur as she slid her hand with the poisonous needle ring along her firm chest...

Feeling her boss's arousal, Monica giggled triumphantly, lightly kissed Joe's face, and then joyfully jumped out of bed...

Joe Ga watched as Monica dressed knowing exactly how to showcase her sexiest spots to him. He sighed, turned over, closed his eyes, and softly muttered 'emptiness is form,' gradually drifting off to sleep.

While Boss Joe slept, the reports about last night's operations began outside...

Journalist Wallace fired the opening shots...

While many media outlets were still unsure how to report, the Washington Post urgently printed an extra edition to replace the front page, titled 'A Great Victory in Counter-Terrorism'...

Wallace, a former Marine combat journalist, clearly sided with P·B.

Righteously stating, this is how 'counter-terrorism' should be done.

45 lives, over two hundred black guys needing painkillers...

These were incomparable to last night's achievements of P·B...

Four assembled explosive vests, enough automatic weapons to arm dozens, three terrifying shaped charges.

Deadly terrorists were killed, a dozen child hostages were rescued, and four women who were beaten, abused and forced to become human bombs due to their children being kidnapped were freed...

The New Jersey morning news media vans arrived, those media, under unknown pressures, hastily swept their cameras over those moaning black fellows, occasionally focusing on some fellows injected with morphine enjoying 다...

Following that, they interviewed Lesler, who was full of blisters in his mouth...

Lesler's current image was definitely that of a weary patriotic hero concerned about his country.

Facing the media, he first stated it was inconvenient to disclose too much inside information.

Then he expressed satisfaction with the previous night's achievements and thanked P·B for assisting the FBI in resolving the terrorist crisis.

The entire interview was filled with a harmonious vibe!

Of course, not all media were informed, aside from those influenced by Boss Joe, there were those that wanted 'big news,' especially black media.

This part of the media displayed fury and fervor, quickly becoming a force within society.

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