Being a police officer in American comics means every day is a holiday

The contents of this book are all fabricated and purely fictional, and do not involve any political, racial, religious or other issues.

Any similarities are purely coincidental.

In the American comic universe.

Hughes, Texas, the United States.

In June, it was a hot summer day, and the temperature was around 34 degrees at around 9 o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Hao, who had just traveled through time, was sitting in the co-pilot seat of the police car, looking at the man in the rearview mirror with a confused look.

He was not particularly handsome, but not ugly, and the more he looked at him, the more pleasing he was.

He was sure that this was not himself, or rather, not his original self.

Just now, he seemed to be watching short videos at home, watching the justice of the police in the United States and emptying the magazines in various ways.

As a result, he was so excited that the water cup in his hand spilled, and he was here when he opened his eyes again.

As recent memories continued to appear, he knew that this was the most hospitable state in the United States, Texas, and he had become an Asian police officer who had just graduated from the police academy and was recruited.

Texas?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao felt helpless.

As for the famous Texas, he had heard of it when he was in China.

Because it borders Mexico, there are many immigrants here, various organizations are constantly changing, and there are many ecstasy fans.

These three things, plus the freedom of guns and the simple folk customs, naturally lead to extremely high crime rates and shootings.

At the same time, there are rampant underground forces.

You should know that the motorcycle gangs here even dare to empty the magazines at the police station.

In the annual ranking of shooting incidents in the United States, Texas has never fallen out of the top three, and has even been ranked first for several consecutive years. It is also one of the places where the most police officers sacrificed every year.

Can an ordinary person like me really survive in this chaotic place?

And I haven't seen the system appear yet.

Just when Zhao Hao was still thinking about the future, Valmir, who was driving next to him, suddenly asked: "Hey, rookie, what are you thinking about?"

Valmir is a white man, 1.8 meters tall, 35 years old, and has been a policeman for eight years.

He has not been promoted in his eight-year police career because he has not made enough contributions.

The reason for his lack of merit was naturally because he had the title of a policeman who never fired a gun.

If he didn't fire a gun, he naturally had no merit, and without merit, he couldn't get promoted.

So until now, he was still a policeman, and now he was assigned the task of training newcomers.

Zhao Hao shook his head and said worriedly: "Officer Valmir, I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Valmir smiled slightly.

"Rookie, I can see that you are worried.

This is normal. When I was on patrol on my first day, I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep the day before.

In fact, it's nothing big..."

Just as he was about to make a long speech, a woman's scream suddenly sounded outside.

"Help!"

Valmir suddenly became quiet, and after making sure that he had heard it correctly, he slammed on the brakes and stopped the police car on the side of the road.

"Oh, shit! Rookie, something happened.

From now on, you have to follow me all the time. If you hear gunshots, run directly. After you are safe, ask for support from the headquarters."

Zhao Hao nodded.

"Okay."

After getting out of the car, Valmir immediately turned on the law enforcement recorder on his body and walked to the house next door.

Hughes City is relatively sparsely populated, and this is a suburb, so most of the houses are villas with a small yard, and there is a fence outside.

The place where the scream came from was the villa in front of him.

So he shouted loudly: "I am Officer Valmir, what happened in front!"

It must be said that it is reasonable for him to be called a policeman who does not shoot.

When ordinary police encounter such a situation, they put their hands on their waists and look like they are ready to draw their guns at any time.

But he walked forward slowly, shouting that he was a policeman.

If there is a crime, he will run away immediately after hearing this.

But this time, he miscalculated.

When he walked past the fence, he saw three black men on the lawn, surrounding an Asian female student and constantly tearing off her school uniform.

"Help!"

Although the female student was surrounded, she continued to call for help in an attempt to get help.

"Brother, this woman is so beautiful, and has a great figure! Hehe..."

"God bless us, we met a beautiful woman this time, let's enjoy it."

"Boss, it seems that the police are coming,"

"What are you afraid of! We are members of the Ghost Hand Gang."

The Ghost Hand Gang is an underground force in Hughes City, mainly engaged in shameful transactions.

There are drug addicts, gambling, pimping, etc.

The three of them were a little worried about the arrival of the police because they had been drugged too much in the morning, but under the influence of drugged, they did not care.

This situation is normal in the United States, and it also provides a strong foundation for shootings.

You know, once people are drugged too much, they will have all kinds of hallucinations, and they all think they are invulnerable, dare to confront the police, and even draw their guns and shoot.

Of course, most of them are the ones who are shot.

When Valmir saw this scene, he immediately took the gun from his waist in a hurry and shouted: "I am Officer Valmir, and now I order you to raise your hands!"

Although he shouted powerful, he did not dare to really shoot.

Because he heard the name Ghost Hand Gang.

Although he didn't know whether these three people were core members of the Ghost Hand Gang, he still didn't dare to shoot rashly.

What if he was retaliated?

He had a wife and children, so he couldn't joke with his family's lives.

The three criminals saw Valmir take out his gun and stopped moving.

The remaining reason told them that they should stop at this time.

But the average IQ of only 70, coupled with the influence of ecstasy, made them fearless.

Especially when he found that the police's hands were shaking and there was no new movement, he knew more in his heart.

This was a rookie policeman who would not shoot at all.

Indeed, Valmir didn't know what to do at this time.

Because in the criminal incidents he encountered in the past, as long as he appeared, the criminals would run away immediately and would not continue to commit illegal infringements.

Although the criminals in Texas were arrogant and often colluded with some bigwigs, they would still give the judicial department a face.

And the situation he faced now was obviously beyond his previous experience.

"Damn it, stop it! Otherwise I will really shoot!"

A criminal whose brain was occupied by ecstasy burst into laughter upon hearing this, and then pointed to a black skull hand tattoo on his arm.

"Hahaha... shoot! Aren't you afraid that our ghost hand gang will seek revenge on you!"

"That's right... you coward! Dare to shoot!"

After a round of shouting, they saw that Valmir still didn't come forward, so they continued to laugh.

"Haha..."

"Help! Woo woo"

Lu Xue tried to shrink her body into a ball and tried her best to protect herself.

She really didn't expect that Aunt Lan, who was protecting her, was just because of something at home. After returning for a few days, she encountered such a thing.

If it wasn't for research and study, she would never come to study in the United States.

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