End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"Don't be nervous, we have no other intentions, we just want to ask the two ladies and upstairs..."

Snapped!

Russell picked up the police officer's ID card and threw it at David's face again, interrupting the boy's thoughts of picking up girls, and said: "What do you know about the upstairs resident Neilhan Shadori? He was found dead at home three days ago .”

"Whoa, that's the name of the guy who lives above us."

Max blinked, and Caroline next to her looked confused. The two knew nothing about their neighbors.

"excuse me."

After Russell finished speaking, he turned around and dragged away the ungrateful David. He suddenly thought of something, turned around and warned the two women: "I live on the third floor. Regarding the horse you raised in the garden, I hope that the horse manure will be cleaned up immediately." clean, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, are you intimidating two women living alone?"

Max put his hands on his hips instead, turbulent and fearless, saying that she has seen the police officer too much.

"Otherwise, next time you are smoking, I will arrest you on the spot." Russell turned and left after speaking, leaving Max and Caroline stunned.

"Mai, Max, you...you, you were discovered by our police officer neighbor when you were twitching...Damn it, you must have been exposed long ago!"

Caroline panicked and said tremblingly, "I've said it before, this is New York, and your behavior is breaking the law."

"No, it's okay, he has no evidence, next time I stay in the bathroom, as long as he dares to rush in, I will call the police!"

Max pretended to be calm: "Besides, this is not a big deal. In Washington, Massachusetts, and California, this is a reasonable and legal behavior."

"hope so!"

Caroline put her hand on her forehead, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "What do you think of that Officer David just now? He looks very handsome, as handsome as a plane model."

"Come on, he's obviously new here."

When it comes to men, Max immediately felt relieved, and began to mock with his poisonous tongue: "Compared to our neighbor police officer, he obviously just graduated from the police academy, and also, he has been staring at your long legs just now, he must be a Scumbag."

"And what about Officer Russell?"

"He's fine,

Just stare at your thigh for three seconds. "

Caroline heard the words and said with great anticipation: "It sounds like a good character. Maybe we should visit him with a small cake. You know, we are two single women who live together, and knowing a policeman will do us no harm."

Max poured a basin of cold water: "He's also a scumbag, he stared at my chest for fifteen seconds!"

"..."

...

After a busy night, Russell went straight to the branch chief's office the next day, saying that David was a theoretical school, not suitable for a practical school like him, and putting him next to him for leveling would only kill his own life.

The director shook his head and refused. The partners in the first team hadn't worked together for a day, so there was no reason to dismantle them as soon as they said they would. Moreover, there was no young man in the bureau who was willing to partner with Russell. David was the only choice.

Russell repeatedly persuaded him, but the director refused to obey him. After three seconds of looking at each other affectionately, Russell's sincerity impressed the director. The director said that when David went to work tomorrow, he would re-arrange the work for the other party.

Russell took advantage of the situation and put forward his own request. His new partner should be invulnerable to bullets and guns, and he should be a xiaoqiang who can't die no matter how he blocks a gun. If there is no such elite police officer, he would rather not have a partner.

The director shook his head and refused, sternly stating the necessity of mutual supervision and cooperation between partners. After looking at each other for three seconds, he said that Russell could act alone until there was no invulnerable partner.

Everyone was happy, and Russell asked the director to open a letter of proof, planning to purchase a batch of weapons and ammunition.

Since he is a policeman, he should use as little of his ability as he can. He doesn't know how long he will stay in this weird world, and he doesn't want to become God in the eyes of the world because of his ability being exposed, which will increase the difficulty of the task.

After finishing the letter of proof, Russell left the police station and wandered around, and found the nearest car 4S shop. Like the bald brother, it was a Chevrolet store.

After using the banknote ability, he took away a fifth-generation Chevrolet Camaro on the spot, also known as the Bumblebee.

The original price was 20,000 US dollars, but because he was eager to pick up the goods and all kinds of procedures were ready, he paid 5,000 US dollars more.

It's not a big problem, he doesn't have to pay back his credit card after swiping it, and the credit limit is automatically refreshed in the next month, which is perfect.

He drove to the bank to get two wads of change to put himself on, and then went to the largest weapon store nearby. He showed a letter of proof, coupled with his unparalleled personal charm, and quickly swiped his card to take away a batch of weapons and ammunition.

The number is not large, and it is far from fighting a local war.

At this point, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. The main reason was that it took too much time to pick up the car. After all, no matter how powerful the banknotes are, it takes time to go through the formalities and jump in the queue.

Driving back to the apartment, Russell passed a side road, and caught a glimpse of a yellow figure with bright long... oh, the blonde hair is very eye-catching at night.

It was Caroline Channing, one of the bankrupt sisters who met last night, dressed in restaurant waiter clothes, standing on the street on the phone.

Russell left the corner of his eyes and didn't stay there. No matter how strange the world mission is, it won't be to help the two sisters make a comeback.

What's more, these two unlucky guys are standard ups and downs, and they are bankrupt until the finale. They have God's curse halo and devil's blessing BUFF, and holy water can't wash away their bad luck.

Scoff!

Three hundred meters later, Russell made a sudden U-turn and returned to the street where he had just met Caroline.

It suddenly occurred to me that since Max could trigger the lottery, the group of old drivers in the unlucky restaurant also had a great possibility, and they were more reliable than Lu Renjia and Xiao Binyi.

He took out the earphone that came with the sweater, put it in his ear and connected it to the phone, closed the car door and walked into the restaurant.

A small restaurant, mainly engaged in fast food, can also be regarded as a small coffee shop, with a lower grade. There are many restaurants like Meidi.

If you have to use an analogy, small restaurants like 'Old Place', 'Ke Zailai', and 'Youjia Restaurant' are not much better.

Entering the restaurant, Russell glanced at the old black cashier. He didn't trigger the lottery, so he sat alone in the booth and played with his mobile phone while listening to music.

"Ha... oh, Officer Russell, I actually met you here."

Max, who came forward to greet the guests, saw the acquaintance, pursed his lips unnaturally, and approached in a low voice: "Officer, you don't need to follow me, I swear I quit smoking, just yesterday."

Russell silently glanced at the ominous omen in front of him: "A glass of ice water, a serving of French fries, plus shut up, thank you."

"Officer, would you like a small homemade cake from Max? Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to find the coin for the tip on your body, because it is pitifully small."

"I don't eat sweets...well, just have any!"

Russell wanted to refuse, but Max was too fierce when he bent over. A small cake was already worth the fare.

Ice water, french fries, and small cakes were delivered, and Russell sucked on the straw alone, wondering whether he should call Ms. Satan in the dead of night, because the renovation cost of hundreds of thousands of dollars was splashed into the water, and it would take a splash.

Max and Caroline huddled at the dining outlet of the bar counter. They muttered to each other and glanced in Russell's direction from time to time. They thought the voice was very low, but Russell heard it.

"Our good neighbor, the police officer, is really stingy. Fortunately, my old lady just squeezed, otherwise I wouldn't even have a tip."

"So, he didn't really want the cake, but you betrayed your hue?"

"That's not the point. The point is that a big man eats a piece of French fries at night. If he's not trying to lose weight, he's deliberately stalking me."

"What do you want to say?"

"Go back and install another anti-theft lock."

"..."

Just as the two were whispering, a tall white man with a sullen face and a windbreaker walked into the restaurant.

Max stepped forward to greet the guests, and habitually resorted to his characteristic poisonous tongue to entertain the guests. As a result, the man directly pulled out a pistol and threw a black garbage bag into Max's hands.

"Listen, everyone, give all your valuables to this waiter. There is only one chance. I don't want to say it twice, understand?"

There are not many guests in the restaurant, to be precise, there is only one guest, Russell.

Therefore, the target of the robbery by the white man was not the customers, but this small restaurant with an unremarkable appearance.

Max has been at the bottom of the society since he was a child, and he is very familiar with this kind of scene. The old black cashier also knows that at this time, he can only survive by obeying the wishes of the robbers. There is no need to sacrifice his life for a small amount of money.

The two cooperated very well. Immediately afterwards, Max came to Russell with a garbage bag: "Mr. Russell, can you take off your earphones?"

Russell ignored it, thinking about Satan with his mobile phone. At this time, the white man stepped forward and poked Russell on the back of the head with a pistol: "You bastard, don't pretend not to hear, take out your valuables and put them all in the bag inside!"

It may be because he is still in the novice stage, the man is emotional, aggressive, and uses exaggerated tone and body movements to cover up his inner fear.

To be honest, this kind of person is very dangerous, because he will make radical moves at any time.

Of course, he held guns to the heads of more dangerous people.

Russell turned his head calmly, glanced at the robber beside him, and then looked at the black garbage bag: "Dude, are you sure you want something valuable from me?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, or I'll blow your head off with one shot."

Russell's contemptuous eyes deeply hurt the fragile self-esteem of the white man.

"OK, OK!"

Russell sighed speechlessly, reached out and took out the M9 from the sweater, then the Glock 19, and then the five-round pistol magazine.

He paused, and under the horrified gaze of the white man and Max, he pulled out an M4A1 from his waist, and then pulled out an MP5 from his crotch.

Immediately afterwards, Remington M870s, MK18 rifles, retractable batons, tactical knives, Nepalese army knives, flash grenades, smoke grenades, grenades, bulletproof vests, and stacks of magazines were placed on the table.

"Oh, and the Barrett anti-material sniper rifle is stuck in the belt. If you want it, I have to untie the belt first..."

At this moment, a needle could be heard in the restaurant.