life as a police officer in america

In the hospital, Moen changed to a different ward, and Montreal was still with him.

"Old man, are we a little impulsive?"

"No, Moen, make a decision immediately, we should make a decision immediately."

There is a tough young man beside Montreal, he is Scorpion.

Moen vented his anger on Scorpion: "You have always claimed that you are the top professional killer. How do you explain this?"

Scorpions have no eyebrows, and their two blue eyes are like aliens, cold-blooded and cold like ghosts.

He had been silent since entering the ward. Things were messed up, not once, but twice, and Sensi escaped both times. For him, this was a huge shame.

"Sir, please give me another chance. We were careless."

Moen's face could not be darker, and he said: "Scorpion, who gave you such an unpleasant nickname? You should commit suicide by caesarean section, just like the Japanese, do it immediately!"

Montreal advised: "Moen, Scorpion has never failed, never. He has always been our most loyal and most capable killer. If he fails once, it can still be forgiven."

Moen said: "How can you forgive me? Things have been messed up. It's messed up. If Sensi surrenders to the police, we will be in big trouble. Have you found out, Scorpion, where is she hiding?"

"Sir, there is no news about her yet, but she is definitely still in the town, and several policemen in the town are keeping a close eye on her, so our actions have been hindered."

Mo En was even more angry. When he got excited, the wounds were involved, and the muscles on his face were so painful that they deformed.

After a while, he said: "Where is that damn Chinese police chief?"

Xie Zi said: "He must be with Senxi. I heard that he rented a house outside. My people are investigating, and I believe there will be results soon."

Just as he was talking, a fierce man came in and said to Xie Zi: "Boss, we found out that the Chinese guy rented a house in a private house, not far from his police station..."

Moen's face improved half way and he said to Scorpion: "Go ahead and kill these two people at all costs!"

Montreal hurriedly said: "Even kill the Chinese police chief? The picture is still in his hands."

Moen said: "The picture is already secondary. We must not let Sensi expose our old background. This is the principle, this is the bottom line. Of course, Scorpion, if you kill both of them, you will get the

Picture, that’s the best.”

Scorpion nodded and went out with his men.

Wang Dengming's residence.

The sergeant was getting ready to take a bath when he felt something was wrong.

"Chief, what are you thinking about?"

"What are you thinking about? In the hotel, you definitely can't go back tonight. I'm still safe here..."

Speaking of this, Wang Dengming stopped, thought about it, and said: "I am not 100% safe here. Tell me, what kind of person is Mo En?"

"He is an insidious guy who will never give up until he achieves his goal."

Wang Dengming held his chin and thought for a while, then said: "No, we have to leave here, now, leave now, go to the police station."

After he finished speaking, without saying a word, he picked up Senxi and went. By the way, Wang Dengming asked Ali Snow not to stay here either, and to stay with her friend temporarily for one night.

Before leaving, Wang Dengming pulled two thin threads for sewing clothes on the windows and doors.

As soon as Wang Dengming left, two cars quietly surrounded Wang Dengming's rental house. Seven people got out, each holding a gun in their hands. The leader was Scorpion.

Scorpion observed it for a while, waved his hand, and they walked toward the house.

In the police station, Wang Dengming and Senxi walked into his dormitory in the police station without disturbing anyone.

Wang Dengming didn't believe that Moen's people dared to attack the police station.

That night, on that simple little bed, the two of them squeezed together and slept in each other's arms. At dawn the next day, Wang Dengming returned to his residence, held the gun, opened the door, and found that the thread on the door was

It was broken, and the wire by the window was also broken. However, there were no footprints on the ground and no signs of stirring in the house. This was obviously done by an experienced hand.

However, he still saw some small traces of tampering with Wang Denming's bedroom drawer. For example, the angle of his pen placed in the drawer had changed.

Damn, it’s really here!

What they were looking for made Wang Dengming smile. It must be a picture of human skin.

A bunch of idiots, he cursed in his mind.

He returned to the police station again. Senxi was still sleeping. Wang Dengming took off his coat and sat beside her bed.

Senxi woke up and found that Wang Dengming seemed to have gone out, so he asked: "Sheriff, where have you been?"

"They went to my rental house last night."

Sensi suddenly sobered up a lot and said, "It's from Moen."

"Definitely, I have to find him."