life as a police officer in america

In the early morning, when the sun's rays had just illuminated the earth, two crows were parked on the hood of the police car, stretching their necks and curiously looking at the two humans in the car, shameless humans.

The sergeant gave her constable's butt a few squeezes and said to Crow, 'Good morning, Mr. Crow,'

The two crows were not afraid of people, but got closer. At the same time, they raised their buttocks and two drops of white bird droppings fell on the hood.

"Oh, you bastard, you defecate everywhere, I will punish you to death!"

The police sergeant found the pistol, opened the car door and was about to issue a fine. The crow seemed to be mocking, croaked a few times in a demonstration, and flew into the air with fluttering wings.

Snap!

Missed, the crow flew away.

A small blue car passed by and I saw a shirtless guy hunting birds. Next to him was a police car. I was very curious and couldn't help but slow down the car to see what was going on.

The guy who was driving recognized Wang Dengming. He stopped the car, stuck out his head and teased Chief Wang.

"Good morning, Chief Wang. It's so early to get rid of harm to the people."

"Marn, drive your car well and don't block the traffic."

"Sergeant, it seems we are the only cars on this road."

Ma En is also from the town's fire station and is in charge of logistics, a gossipy guy.

"Chief Wang, why aren't you wearing any clothes? In the car, in the car, in the car... who else is there?"

"Damn it, I caught a thief last night and slept in the car all night. What's wrong? Do I have to report to you why I slept in the car?"

Ma En winked and said: "Sheriff, I won't bother you, but I dare say...there is...bye...hahaha...

..."

With a bad smile on his face, Ma En stepped on the gas and left.

Wang Dengming cursed in Mandarin: "Eight Masters!"

He got back into the police car and closed the door. Jones-Medie was still lying lazily on the back seat, without any clothes on. Last night, the police sergeant was so violent that her bones almost broke.

"Boss, what time is it?"

she asked with her eyes closed.

"It's dawn, get dressed quickly."

Jones-Medy opened his hazy eyes, sat up, hugged him with his arms, whispered a few times, and said, "Go back to sleep."

"You don't go to work?"

"What kind of job are you on? This is the advantage of the married couple police station. Do you think I can still work in this state? You were so fierce last night. I like it."

After saying that, she kissed the sergeant a few more times before getting dressed. The sergeant was not polite and wiped her hair while helping her get her clothes.

Wang Dengming directly sent Jones Medi back to their den, and after having breakfast, he went to the clubhouse of Tutankhamun again.

"Well, boss, came here so early. Did something happen?"

"It's okay, give me some dick, something good."

"What guy?"

"Submachine guns, grenades, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, what are the good ones? What can you give me? Do you have them in stock?"

Butcher Gordon Bu said cheerfully: "Of course, boss, wait a minute, I will ask you to load the goods. I will give you three submachine guns, a thousand rounds of ammunition, ten grenades, and a German-made sniper rifle.

The rocket launcher, the rocket launcher is still made in China, is it enough?"

"It's almost done. Load them all into the police car."

"no problem."

Ten minutes later, Tu Gebu walked into the VIP reception room with a smile.

"OK, boss, we have them in the trunk and in the cab. You can get them easily."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, boss, are you really planning to do that?"

Wang Dengming said angrily: "I've been beaten twice by them. If I don't do this, how can I just stand there and wait for them to shoot me into a sieve?"

Tu Gebu gave a thumbs up and said: "Okay, this is what the boss does, I didn't say anything!"

"From today, no, from this moment on, you have to cheer up. I am going to apply to the city police station for police force."

"I know, we fell out with them last night, completely."

"It's good to know. I'm leaving. I'm sleepy, sleepy to death, that's it."

Tu Gebu sent him to the parking lot. When Wang Dengming got in the car, Tu Gebu said with a lewd smile: "Sergeant, you have to pay attention to your health. You can't do anything all night long, right?"

"All night?"

"No, I didn't follow you. Your face told me that you stayed up all night last night. You understand, right?"

Wang Dengming punched him, stepped on the accelerator and left.

On the way back, Wang Dengming saw Chen Qing at the door of the post office. Chen Qing looked pretty good today.

"Chen Qing..."

"Wang Dengming?"

"Do you come to the post office to send a letter or a package?"

"pack."

"Are you done?"

"It's done."

"I'll take you back."

"All right."

After Chen Qing got in the car, he asked with a smile: "Wang Dengming, you committed a thief last night. Your face is dark and you are yawning all the time."

Now she and Wang Dengming can chat casually, no different from friends. After all, after the dumpling restaurant reopened three weeks ago, they are in the same boat.

"Yeah, hi, last night, last night I went to the town next door."

"Understood, let's go on the mission."

"Yes, how is business these days?"

"It's very good. I plan to find another chef from China who specializes in making snacks. You see..."

Wang Dengming smiled and said: "I have told you N times, I will listen to you no matter how you organize the dumpling house."

"You just trust me so much?'

"If I don't trust you, why should I invest in it?"

"That's right, okay, I'll just concentrate on making the dumpling restaurant a good job."

While talking, Wang Dengming sent Chen Qing back to the dumpling restaurant, and then returned to the police station.

Watching the police car leave, Chen Qing stood on the side of the road for a while and silently entered the dumpling restaurant. In fact, she had just driven to the post office to do errands.