Guard With a Knife

Larry Capel actually enjoys patrolling with Billy Gilbert at all, even though they're both New York Knicks fans. After they parked on the side of 18th Avenue in Queens and listened to the Knicks' home game against the Atlanta Hawks on the radio, the two fell into a frenzy, swinging together in the police car.

Gilbert then resumed his habitual bragging.

"Listen, Larry. I'm not shy about telling you that if I hadn't hurt my knee that day in ninth grade, I would have been the New York Knicks forward. I was even high school All-American in '98 The fifth place in the forward group. The ace forward of the Phoenix Suns, Amare Stoudemire, was just my backup at that time, understand?"

"Understood!" Larry Capel nodded again and again, and he could even say Gilbert's next lines, because he said in public more than once: "At that time, Stoudemire even got to play by helping you lift your shoes. Opportunity, even his defense is what you taught him. Right? However, his defense is not very good!"

"Hey, buddy. Are you tearing things apart? For the Duke's lore, I won't put you in the trunk, but... don't you think Amare and Snoopy are a perfect match? He's definitely going to be a better forward for Duke than Zach Randolph. We should do a swap with the Phoenix guy...it's better for everyone. I can assure you that whenever Stoudemire comes to New York, I will There must be a way to get his contact information, and then let you have dinner with him, how about it?"

Gilbert always brags about his relationship with Stoudemire, but in fact he doesn't even have Stoudemire's phone number. Moreover, he sent more than a hundred messages to Stoudemire's Twitter in a row, but did not get any reply.

Capel stretched, and to be honest, he couldn't get enough of the clichés: "Sorry, Bill. I have absolutely no interest in Stoudemire. If you do make the deal, I'd like to see Stoudemire." Nubby, I'll tell him... OK, you're our answer in New York, not everyone wants LeBron James to rule Madison Garden. Honestly, LeBron's sour talk tonight pissed me off. I prefer Snoopy's response, soft and tough. That's my way of doing things."

"Of course there is no problem. If such a transaction really happens, I will definitely contact Amare. After all, we were so good before."

In Gilbert's emphatic voice.

The urgent voice of the control tower came from his pager, telling him... There is a pickup truck snaking forward on the airport expressway from Kennedy International Airport to Manhattan, and no less than five emergency calls have been made to the alarm center .

"Oh! Shit!"

Capel patted the steering wheel hard, and then he loaded his pistol: "Those damn niggers must be listening to Trap flying leaves and driving poisonously again. These guys who endanger public safety must be severely punished."

Both Gilbert and Capel were black, and they would make 'nigger' jokes with each other. However, he frowned at the moment: "Larry Capel, you are very serious discrimination. You didn't even see the suspect, why did you conclude that he was a black criminal? This is too arbitrary."

"Only black people drive pickup trucks through the streets and wobble on the airport highway!" Capel started the car engine and sped towards the control center.

"Oh, no. A lot of people have pickups, and the favorite car of the middle class is a pickup. Actually...our Duke Snoopy drives a pickup, and I can even remember his license plate," Gilbert emphasized. .

In the sound of sirens, the police galloped all the way!

Twenty minutes later, they found the 'vehicle involved' in an empty parking space. The car was heaving violently and making noises that every adult understands.

There were around seven or eight people around, they were all joining in the fun, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

At that time, Capel took out his gun, and he was about to rush forward to subdue the man and woman who were vibrating wildly in the car.

Gilbert stopped him: "Hey, look at the license plate. That's Duke Snoopy's car, that's definitely Duke Snoopy's car, I remember his license plate very well, PH0605!"

Capel was skeptical of Gilbert's basketball skills, but convinced of his ability to memorize license plates.

"Snoopy is our city hero, and we must not treat him so roughly. And he is a public figure, and it will not do him any good to spread this matter. I am still waiting for him to reach the Eastern Conference Finals!"

"We've got to help with that," Gilbert said.

So, he walked over and drove all the people who were trying to get close to the shooting to a distance of nearly ten meters from the vehicle.

Then, he and Capel stayed behind the carriage. They seemed to be protecting the entourage of the Duke when he went to work, and they were very 'professional'.

But...it was too difficult.

The crackling sound was like dense battle drums, hitting their hearts one after another, making their blood boil.

And the duchess girl in the car is also very wild, her voice is full of wildness and waves! It's like the sea wind blowing from the Atlantic Ocean, not only roaring, but also wave after wave below!

Time ticks by.

Five minutes passed.

Capel looked at his watch.

Ten minutes passed.

Gilbert pulled out his phone, and he tried to play Tetris for a while to relieve the enormous physical pressure.

Twenty minutes passed.

The vibration frequency in the car has not decreased, but the Atlantic sea breeze is no longer as fierce as before, and she starts to look a bit like a weak wild cat, her voice is full of begging for mercy.

Capel and Gilbert returned to the carriage and drank two sips of water.

Then, the people on the side came over: "That man definitely took medicine. They have been shaking for more than 40 minutes. This is by no means the level of a normal man. I only have 3 minutes, and my wife often shouts that I can't stand it!"

Capel and Gilbert looked at each other, they had a little mocking expression.

"I can do seven minutes, not counting foreplay."

"As the hope of high school basketball in the United States, I can last for more than fifteen minutes." Gilbert was very proud. He seemed to have defeated everyone, but the vibration in the car continued.

It makes his bragging seem worthless.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the Duke."

Capel sighed.

Then, the three-minute white man named Anderson seemed to have spied a shocking secret, and he shouted: "Hey! It turns out that the person in the car is Snoopy! God, he is the pride of our New York!!"

He screamed, which made the onlookers who were about to leave immediately turn their heads back. This is great news.

But... soon, Gilbert rushed over.

He stopped those people from approaching, and fired a shot into the sky. He told these people to leave quickly in the name of obstructing official duties.

In the United States, the police have the power to shoot people who obstruct their duties. No one wants to joke with bullets, life is obviously more important than curiosity. They left quickly without looking back.

...

Go back an hour, when both Snoopy and Karlie Kloss realized there was something glamorous and exciting about the atmosphere tonight. Karlie Kloss turned around suddenly: "Would you like to taste my lips, I put on sweet lipstick tonight."

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and moved closer.

Deep down in his heart, Snoopy had the idea of ​​refusing, but in the end...he went along.

The two kissed passionately and passionately.

This caused the car to deflect.

Duge quickly realized that this was not a safe thing, and he hurriedly heard the car at the parking spot on the side of the road.

As soon as the seat was put down, Karlie Kloss sat up impatiently. She seemed very restless... In fact, Snoopy's heart was about to jump out of his chest at this time.

Karlie Kloss's very frizzy behavior caused a lot of miscommunication in the beginning, and Snoopy wasn't very experienced with working on cars, it took them a while to find the entrance, although the model equal. But still gritted his teeth and completed the docking work.

Despite her pain, Carly was strong and quickly threw herself into it.

This made Snoopy extra comfortable.

However, soon, he noticed...the sound of someone's footsteps around him, and more and more cars were parked.

The shyness and restlessness in his heart were intertwined, and the concentration of stimulation he felt suddenly increased.

Then, he heard the roar of a police car, and it stopped at the door.

This made him deeply uneasy.

But fortunately...Mr. Police did not rush to the door, but drove those onlookers away.

This made Snoopy heave a sigh of relief, but the red and blue warning lights that kept flashing around his eyes still made him fall into an inexplicable state of excitement.

He even remembered a Chinese proverb: This is a mouse licking a cat, nothing to look for excitement! !

This kind of stimulation improved his performance, and his body became more and more violent under the urging of the blood in his heart.

After a while, he could clearly hear someone shouting... It turned out that the person in the car was Snoopy! ! He is the pride of our New York!

This made his gradually numb heart beat violently again. The feeling of being exposed gave him a strong sense of guilty conscience, and the excitement rose to the highest level with the reveal of the truth!

boom!

When a shot goes off.

He even felt the blood in his body break through his scalp.

He sprinted hard.

Then, three minutes later... calm down.

He slowly climbed back to the seat, and helped Carly, who was like mud, straighten her dress in a gentlemanly manner. Then put on clothes on yourself.

This time... so cool!

He breathed a sigh of relief. When he opened the door and got out of the car, Capel and Gilbert came over.

They looked very excited: "It really is you, Duke Snoopy!"

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