"Bang Bang Bang!!!"
The black off-road vehicle, which was hit by the bullets, jumped across the concrete road and rushed into the urban streets.
Even half an hour ago.
He was rushing out of the city like crazy along Highway 7.
It's rampant on the street.
The frightened passers-by screamed and fled in a hurry.
The black off-road vehicle, which could have been driving straight all the way, made a sudden turn and hit the outer wall of a red brick-mixed high-rise building with a loud bang.
Rolling white smoke suddenly emerged from under the warped and deformed hood.
After a few breaths.
Accompanied by the thicker and thicker white smoke on the scene.
The door of the cab was pushed open from the inside.
The black driver, who was nine feet tall and strong as a cow and wearing only a black tight vest, came down from the car with two metal money boxes. He staggered and staggered all the way to the spacious avenue in front of him.
But he didn't take two steps.
Just a thud.
Fall to the ground face to face.
Focus on it.
I saw that his back was red.
The blood has already soaked the vest on his body.
He must have been injured by a bullet long ago.
At this moment, I can't hold on any longer.
Fall to the ground with people.
The two metal money boxes that were originally carried by the black driver also landed in response to the sound, making two crisp thumps one after another.
The mouth of the money box was directly smashed open.
The green banknotes were directly exposed.
Wait until a gust of wind blows.
Green banknotes have spread all over the ground.
From top to bottom, it is particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the spreading blood and water.
Ding~
呲!
An Asian young man in his twenties, black hair, yellow skin, black eyes, thin and thin, with a frizzy and flat head came out of an alley not far away. As he walked, he took out a lighter and a cigarette from his pocket. After lighting it skillfully, he put the cigarette in his mouth.
On the edge of the high-rise building, the black off-road vehicle with thick white smoke naturally caught his attention.
Especially when he saw so many banknotes scattered on the ground.
There is almost no hesitation.
He rushed up.
Begin to lean down to pick up the banknotes.
After picking it up two or three times, he paused and fixed his eyes directly on the two metal money boxes shining in the sun.
How can a scattered banknote compare with a money box full of knives?
As for the body that fell on the ground and had begun to cool down, he really didn't look at it from beginning to end.
The reason is also simple.
In front of money.
Not to mention a corpse.
Even if it is ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even tens of thousands, it doesn't matter at all!
Who cares about the fucking corpse!!!
However.
He just squatted down.
Pick up a metal money box that is much heavier than you thought.
A harsh brake sound suddenly sounded behind his ear.
Squeak~
The police car has just stopped.
Taylor just pushed the door.
He rushed out of the car with a gun in his hand.
Then he crossed the car door, holding a gun in both hands, and aimed at the Asian young man who was holding a metal money box with his back to him not far away.
Everything took less than a second.
"Don't move!"
"Plew up your hands!!!"
Taylor shouted loudly.
The expression is extremely serious.
The finger is even tighter to the trigger.
As long as there is any wind and grass, it will shoot immediately without hesitation.
As for the robber holding the money box in front of him, why did he suddenly change from a black black man to a yellow man with black hair and yellow skin?
Taylor really didn't think too much.
I also think it doesn't matter at all.
The important thing is that he is a policeman.
And the money was just snatched from the bank by a group of robbers.
He must enforce the law fairly, uphold justice, and help the bank recover the money.
Of course!
If it is in the pursuit.
Be able to complete several kills by the way.
Get a few blind boxes.
That's great.
"Put you hands!"
Joe almost followed Taylor shouting.
Even if he didn't have time to get out of the carriage completely at this moment.
It looks a little busy.
The whole person matched his hairstyle like a chicken nest.
It also looks particularly funny.
"Uh~~~"
The Asian young man with his back to Taylor did not speak or do anything, but there was a faint sound in his throat, obviously swallowing saliva.
Obviously with a little nervousness.
Obviously with a little hesitation.
Obviously with a little unwillingness
At the same time.
A voice suddenly sounded in Taylor's ear.
"Congratulations! Since you successfully completed a kill, you got a blind box!"
Ten minutes later.
Ambulances and a large number of police support have arrived at the scene.
The police officers are responsible for pulling up the guard line and maintaining order at the scene.
Doctors and nurses are responsible for first aid for the injured.
The next moment.
Howard, a white doctor in his fifties, stood up and said to the people around him:
"That nigger can't be saved, but if this guy is sent to the hospital for rescue, he may be able to save one life."
One sentence is over.
A group of people around immediately took action.
He carried the bloody Asian young man onto the stretcher with seven hands and eight feet.
Sent to the ambulance.
Taylor on the side didn't mean to move forward to help at all.
Because he knew that the Asian youth could not be saved at all.
Because the system has already prompted him.
Is the dignified system better than a doctor?
However.
When his eyes fell on the face of the Asian young man.
But he frowned slightly.
Just because I always feel that this person.
I seem to have seen it somewhere.
However.
No matter what you think.
I can't think of it for a while.
The ambulance went away quickly in the attention of the crowd.
Howard, who came to the scene in another ambulance, did not leave in a hurry, but walked through the crowd to his neighbor and old friend Qiaoqiao, and smiled at Qiao:
"You are really brave this time!"
"Unexpectedly, you and your partner killed seven murderous bank robbers!"
"It seems that it will be soon."
"You can be promoted and get a salary increase, plus awards, and reach the peak of your life!"
"Hehehe~~~"
Qiao heard the words.
I didn't say anything.
It's just an awkward smile.
At the same time, I couldn't help scratching my hairstyle like a chicken nest.
"But!"
"As your old friend, I still have to remind you!"
"That is, as I told you before, your new partner is really a fierce man. First, on the first day of his tenure, he directly emptied the magazine and killed a suspect, and then directly killed seven bank robbers today."
"In this way"
"I can't guarantee that I will kill you directly next time!"
"Or, can you guarantee that you won't be killed by the criminal in the next mission?"
Saying that.
Howard deliberately raised the volume.
And intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced in the direction where Taylor was standing.
Joe still didn't say anything.
I still can't help laughing.
It seems that I don't know how to answer my friend at all.
These.
Naturally, Taylor heard it clearly.
I didn't mean to argue for a reason.
I just said in my heart:
You guy, you'd better not commit anything, and you'd better not fall into my hands. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!
Bell, bell, bell~~~
The mobile phone in my pocket rang.
Taylor took out his mobile phone and took a look.
I immediately recognized the landline number displayed on the screen.
The next second.
He connected the phone directly.
He said with a little mockery:
"Drior Smith, can I take an administrative leave again???"
"Yes, Taylor, you can take three months of administrative leave first! Wait until all the investigations are over, and then re-enter the post. Ha ha ha~~~"
The director's laughter came from the phone.
It's just compared with the last time.
But inexplicably, it is a little more bitter.
There is the bitterness of suffering.
The relevant matters have been dealt with.
Taylor opened the door of the police car with Joe.
Get ready to return to the police station.
But when he got into the cab.
Taylor suddenly noticed that on the outskirts of the crowd in front of him, there was a thin tall man with black hair and yellow skin. For some reason, he was forcibly dragged into the alley by his three or four companions.
This person is no one else.
It was Taylor who had met in the wawa bar before.
And the two of them were about to fight with the bamboo pole man.
"Xiaolin."
"He actually killed Xiaolin."
"This bastard!"
"I must kill him!!!"
In the dark and deep alley.
There was a faint roar of income anger.