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

Time passed slowly, and everyone left the police station after receiving their weapons and equipment.

In the chief's office.

It was dark at this time.

Marvin did not turn on the light, but sat in a dark chair smoking a cigarette, with a very complicated expression on his face, and he did not know what he was thinking.

The red light of the cigarette butt flickered from time to time, looking like the eyes of a demon from hell.

After a while, he took out his pocket watch and looked at the photos inside.

"It's almost time, wait a little longer..."

There was nostalgia, reluctance, pain, and deep apology in his eyes.

...

Outside the police station.

Zhao Hao walked towards the parking lot with an arrest warrant and bags of bullets.

The other police officers followed behind, excitedly holding their newly acquired weapons and equipment.

"Look at my sniper rifle, it's so cool."

"Haha, my AK is still more useful!"

"By the way, why is Marvin so tough this time, he actually wants to wipe out the Ghost Hand Gang."

"Yeah, he never gave us such good equipment before."

"Don't you know? Chief Marvin actually has a child."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao stopped and pricked up his ears.

The chief had a child before? How come he didn't know? He always thought he was a DINK.

The police officer who spoke was a white man, older, about 40 or 50 years old.

Seeing everyone looking at him in confusion, he continued: "No wonder you don't know, more than a decade ago, the chief's son graduated from the police academy and joined the police station.

Just like Zhao, there was an accident during his first patrol.

But his luck was not as good as Zhao's. He encountered a firefight with the Ghost Hand Gang and died on the same day..."

Speaking of this, the police officer shook his head regretfully.

After listening to this, Zhao Hao paused.

Some doubts in his heart were solved.

He asked why the director's attitude changed so quickly. He thought the other party wanted to get promoted, but it turned out that there was also a factor of revenge.

It seems that his view of Marvin can also be changed.

After a while, he opened the trunk of his car and replaced the bullets for the mechanical dog and the drone.

Then he whispered: "It's ready."

The next second, the drone automatically turned on, took off, and left.

On a rooftop in the distance, Harlin was holding the controller, watching the video screen, and occasionally gave a neurotic smile.

"Got it, Zhao, haha... Woohoo... It's so fun!"

...

The time came to nine o'clock.

At this time, the Fallen Angel Nightclub was in business.

At the door, you can see several strong security guards in black suits, some black and some white.

Inside, you can see young men and women swaying and twisting their bodies to the rhythm, squandering their youth.

Zhao Hao asked most people to wait outside, and he brought five or six police officers to the door of the nightclub.

"The vast horizon is my love..."

Hearing the DJ sound coming from inside, he showed a strange look on his face.

If I remember correctly, this seems to be a song by Phoenix Legend.

Sure enough, every country is the same. As long as it is a language you don't understand, it feels very exciting and nice to listen to.

Shaking his head, he looked at the police officer next to him.

The other party immediately understood, took out the arrest warrant, stepped forward and said loudly: "We want to see Linda! This is our arrest warrant!"

The two security guards at the door looked at each other and did not move away, but picked up the intercom.

"Boss, there is a note here saying that there is an arrest warrant for you."

Soon, a woman's voice came from the intercom.

"Let them go away!"

After hearing the order, the security guard immediately shook his head at the police officer in front of him and said: "There is no Ms. Linda you mentioned here, please go back."

Faced with such a lie, the police officers were immediately angry.

"Do you think we are fools!"

"Where do you think this is? This is the United States!"

"Let us in now, or we will arrest you for obstruction of law enforcement!"

Seeing that everyone seemed to be about to clash, Zhao Hao retreated instead of advancing.

Because he felt something was wrong.

The two security guards in front of him were too calm, and the way he looked at them seemed to be looking at dead people.

There were too few people around, and his eyes were vaguely looking at this side.

There seemed to be something bulging around the waist.

It seemed that the other party had known that they were coming.

…

At the same time.

Upstairs in the Fallen Angel Nightclub.

Linda was wearing a black evening dress, holding a high-heeled wine glass in her hand, standing in front of the window, looking down coldly.

She was a Latina with wheat-colored skin, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing 10-centimeter high heels, and looked very slim.

At the same time, her curvy figure and angular face gave people a stunning feeling.

Unfortunately, she is already over 40 years old. Although she has taken good care of herself, crow's feet are inevitable at the corners of her eyes, and her face is also left with traces of time.

"The people above, I am sure you can suppress them."

And on the sofa not far behind her, the boss of the Ghost Hand Gang, Kaba, was sitting.

Kaba was smoking marijuana with an intoxicated expression on his face.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said lightly: "Don't worry, most of our profits were taken away by them.

After all, we are just working for them.

Who would give up this golden-egg-laying duck? "

After saying that, he started smoking marijuana again, and then narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Linda looked back, with a look of contempt in her eyes.

The boss was reluctant to give up the golden-egg-laying chicken, but he could replace the chicken with a part, anyway, as long as it could lay golden eggs.

With this IQ, if the other party was not related to Water Company, he would not have been the boss.

After a while, she saw that the police still had no intention of retreating, and even wanted to force their way in, so she picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Don't let any of them go!"

"Yes! "

…

At the entrance of the nightclub, Zhao Hao suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

The two security guards in front of him instantly pulled out the pistols from their waists.

Even some people around them took out their hidden rifles and machine guns.

"Da Da Da..."

The sound of gunfire continued.

Zhao Hao immediately took the vibranium shield from behind, blocked it in front of him, and then pulled the other policemen and ran back quickly.

But this conflict came too suddenly. Even if he tried his best to save people, two policemen were beaten into a hornet's nest and lay in a pool of blood.

Until death, they still couldn't believe it , how dare the Ghost Hand Gang members shoot.

You have to know that they represent the US government at this time. Are the Ghost Hand Gang going to go to war with the US government?

The policemen rescued by Zhao Hao immediately fired back, but casualties soon occurred.

After all, their bulletproof vests cannot stop the rifle and machine gun fire.

Only a few lucky and strong police officers followed Zhao Hao and escaped under the cover of shields and police outside.

The Ghost Hand Gang members naturally would not let them escape and soon chased them.

Zhao Hao saw this and immediately shouted: "Harin! Do it!"

The next second, the god of death descended from the sky.

After a burst of "sizzle...", several gunmen chasing him fell down.