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

At the scene.

Zhao Hao still held the shield tightly, feeling sore all over, and his skin was full of tiny scars.

No matter how powerful the Vulcan cannon machine gun was, it naturally could not shoot through the vibranium shield.

After all, vibranium is known as the third hardest metal in the world.

But even if most of the powerful impact was absorbed by vibranium, the remaining little bit almost made Zhao Hao unable to bear it.

There were bullets hitting the ground, and the small stones splashed flying around, constantly scratching his skin.

After the dust cleared, he immediately saw Ha Lin rushing over and hugging him tightly.

"Woo... You scared me to death, I thought you were going to die..."

Feeling the softness on his head, he, who could still stand, suddenly felt a lack of oxygen in his brain.

"I'm a little dizzy, let me lean on you..."

Hearing this, the pure Ha Lin hugged harder.

She used all her strength, just wanting to give the other person a warm hug.

At this time, a group of reporters ran over with microphones and cameras.

"Sir, who are you?"

"Are you a terrorist? Why were you attacked by the anti-terrorist organization?"

"Are you a mutant? Why didn't you die?"

"Are you a member of the X-Men? How did you survive?"

"Are you a member of the Brotherhood?"

The most famous superpowers in this world are still mutants.

Compound No. 5 is still sold secretly, and only a few people know about it.

When Zhao Hao saw the reporters appear, he immediately took out his police ID from his arms and said weakly: "My name is Zhao Hao, and I am a police officer in the United States. I don't know why the Anti-Terrorism Bureau wants to kill me when I am fighting criminals, but I will definitely appeal and report it to the police for an explanation!"

When the reporters saw Zhao Hao take out his police ID, they immediately surrounded him like chicken blood.

"Are you really a policeman?"

"Why does the Anti-Terrorism Bureau want to kill you?"

"Is this fight against criminals your personal action?"

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Hao wanted to say a few words, but the reporters' questions came one after another, and he didn't have a chance to speak at all.

So he could only lean on Harlin, and then coughed a few times, seeming very weak.

Seeing this, the reporters immediately stepped back and then quieted down.

Fearing that something wrong would cause the big news in front of them to run away.

After a while, Zhao Hao said: "I carried out this operation under the instructions of Chief Malvern. Please find Chief Malvern for all the details."

The credit must go to the chief, otherwise he can't explain where his weapons and equipment came from.

So he had to push everything to the chief.

As these words fell, most of the reporters ran to Chief Malvern, leaving only a few reporters who wanted to interview him.

And Chief Malvern, who was directing his men to maintain order, immediately brightened his eyes after hearing what the reporter said about Zhao Hao, and began to describe his wise decision, decisive command and clever mind.

Of course, he also mentioned how Officer Zhao Hao, as a new rookie, was favored by him and made outstanding contributions to fighting criminals.

He will also ask for an explanation from the head of the CTB for the murder.

The interview was not over until the ambulance arrived with a sound of "Ulla... Ulla..."

...

Time slowly came to the afternoon.

In the meeting room of the CTB, the director of the CTB, Herald, looked at the news with a sullen face.

"Director Malvin is fighting criminals, but the CTB is fighting the police!

Is this the CTB, or the anti-police bureau, or the anti-people bureau!

According to our reporter, the CTB is suspected to have been bought by criminals and has become..."

Before the news was finished, Director Herald turned off the TV, then turned to look at his men around him, and roared: "What did you do! Why didn't you beat him to death? Now the whole world knows that you beat a policeman!"

That's right, he didn't accuse his men of attacking Asian police officers, but accused them of not killing them.

Because he gave the order to attack, he naturally wouldn't accuse his men of attacking.

If he killed the other party, everything would be fine.

Even the police can become criminals, or even wanted criminals.

After all, the people behind him are powerful.

But now that the person is alive, it is natural that the other party is a policeman.

Even Director Malvin can't turn a blind eye to it in order to give an explanation to his subordinates.

When the people in the Counter-Terrorism Bureau heard the director's anger, they all lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Unlike the police station, the Counter-Terrorism Bureau was established to deal with terrorist activities, so it is required to be dispatched as soon as possible, and the director has greater power.

So even if everyone is dissatisfied, they dare not say it out.

After a while, Director Herald was about to curse a few words, and suddenly the phone rang.

Seeing the call reminder, his face changed slightly.

Looking at the subordinates around him, he said: "Suspend the meeting!"

After that, he returned to his office, and then answered the phone and cursed.

"Damn you! What kind of information did you give me!

I'm telling you, I won't be involved in this matter anymore, and don't contact me anymore!"

...

"Don't threaten me with that matter!

Things have gotten out of control, and I will probably be summoned by my superiors. If you don't want to die, just give me some peace!

Otherwise, I don’t mind letting my men go around your heads a few times! "

…

"You!...Okay, as long as you give me the things, I will deal with the Asian policeman."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and returned to the conference room to continue the meeting.

…

In the hospital.

At this time, Zhao Hao was bandaged all over his body and could only lie on the hospital bed waiting for Harleen to feed him.

Harleen, like a virtuous wife, peeled the apple and cut it into pieces for him to eat.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would probably starve to death now."

Hearing Zhao Hao's thanks, Harlin immediately recalled her father.

That natural look was completely different from the man in front of him.

She shook her head and said with a smile: "You are my boyfriend, this is how it should be."

When Zhao Hao heard this, he immediately said righteously: "How can you say it should be right? Even if you are a boyfriend, you are yourself after all, not my belongings. If you are good to me, I must be grateful and not take it for granted." look.

Otherwise, what's the difference between me and those scum. "

Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Dingling bells..."