My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Several people in the intelligence team nodded, and Rusek even patted the Glock hanging on his waist.

This reaction was not surprising to the man.

He is quite familiar with how to deal with this kind of thing.

"listen."

The man spoke with a hint of a southern accent. He pulled on his large backpack and shrugged: "Please believe that I don't want to come here, but this is a mandatory rule of the Chicago Police Department."

"If you don't like it, you can go to your supervisor to complain."

The chubby face was full of smiles.

This is also a good person. He knows that these people don't like this kind of thing, so he transfers the conflict in a few words.

"What's wrong?"

Ethan walked out of the office grabbing a bag of potato chips and asked squeakingly: "Who wants to respond to me?"

Come on, everyone has no objections.

Isn't it just an assessment?

What's the big deal about this kind of thing.

Seeing him come out, Pratt repeated what he just said.

She walked over to Ethan and sat down together on Antonio's table. She reached into the bag of potato chips and grabbed them, biting them happily.

"Very good, thank you for your cooperation."

The man in charge of the qualification test nodded with satisfaction and hurriedly waved: "Now please gather us together. With your cooperation, I believe the matter will be over soon."

"Don't you have to be busy?"

Ethan watched boredly as the guy took out an inflatable mattress from the suitcase, turned his head and looked at Pratt:

"If I remember correctly, you always look very busy."

"That's all pretense."

Pratt shook his short hair and winked at Ethan, smiling so much that the lines on his face wrinkled: "Besides, how could I miss such a fun thing."

"OK!"

After everything was sorted, the man took out a stun gun:

"This handheld Taser emits a 50,000-volt pulse through two spikes at the top, which disrupts the flow of electricity between your neurotransmitters."

Looking at the people gathered around him, he continued:

"When using it, you must ensure that the two spikes are in contact with the body's torso."

These things are very basic.

Several people here yawned, played with their mobile phones, and all looked distracted.

"police officer."

Seeing their appearance, the man waved to Rusek who was nearest him: "Please come over here, we need to demonstrate it again."

Uh-huh.

Everyone looked up, suddenly interested.

"Demo?"

Rusek walked over slowly, scratched his head and said, "Do I need to pretend to feel like being shocked?"

"Need not."

The short, fat man shook his head with a smile and demonstrated several parts of Rusek's body: "There is no need to act. Next, everyone needs to be shocked once, so that you can experience this feeling."

"Please be assured that this is completely harmless."

"But you need to know what it feels like to be shocked. When you testify in court in the future, you can fully understand the consequences of using a Taser."

Hearing this, Rusek's face suddenly fell.

Others were also more enthusiastic, looking like they were watching a good show.

Although it will be your turn later.

But this did not affect the mood of watching the fun now. Erin also walked over excitedly, grabbed a handful of potato chips, and shouted excitedly: "Please, Rusek, let us see what you look like as a tough guy."

Ethan also raised his eyebrows and looked at it happily.

I didn't expect that when I came back to work, not only would there be no cases, but I would also encounter such interesting things.

The short, fat man held a stun device and spread his hands: "Police officers."

"Is anyone willing to come over and help hold him up?"

"I come."

Atwater walked over quickly, looking forward to seeing Rusek's next performance.

"Please." Rusek waved his hand disdainfully: "I don't need help. When I was in the police academy."

"Da da da~"

Just as he was bragging, the short and fat man quickly stabbed him with the electric shock device in his hand.

"Oh~~~"

Following the clicking sound, Rusek immediately became ferocious in appearance and let out a roar.

Veins popped up in his neck, and he fell forward uncontrollably. His body was as stiff as a board. Atwater quickly reached out and helped the guy lie down on the inflatable mattress.

"Hahaha."

"How was your time in the police academy?"

"Shet, did you wet your pants?"

"Oh my god, haha, even if I know I'm going to get shot, it's worth it to see this scene."

When everyone at the scene saw Rusek's look, they burst into laughter.

Among them, Horsted smiled the most.

He held his stomach and laughed until his body was shaking as he spoke.

"So happy?"

The short, fat man stared at Horsted and shrugged: "Okay, you're next."

"Hahaha~"

Seeing Horsted's face suddenly become stiff, Chase's laughter grew a little louder.

"Pfft~"

Erin couldn't help it and spurted the potato chips out of her mouth.

It took a while for Rusek to regain his composure. With Atwater's help, he got up with weak hands and feet: "Damn it, you must have been transferred. I didn't do anything when I was in the police academy." .”

The duck is dead, but the mouth is still hard.

I saw him breathing heavily, with a trace of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Pratt expressed great satisfaction with this.

The potato chips in my hand also became more exciting to eat. At the same time, the scene had turned into a stun gun competition to see who performed better and could endure it longer.

Next, Horsted was undoubtedly shot down.

The roar also sounded.

With a cry of pain, Ethan winked at Olinsky. The latter understood, biting a candy and walked into the office.

As an old man, I won't play with these young people.

"This detective."

After putting Antonio down again, the short and fat man quickly shouted to Olinsky: "Please, everyone must participate in this matter, otherwise you have to explain to your boss."

"I'm his boss."

Ethan spread his hands and stared at this guy with a smile: "He has already explained it to me. Do you have any opinions?"

"No."

The short, fat man shook his head quickly.

It is said that everyone must participate, but it also depends on the situation. It will not do him any good to quarrel with a police chief.

This guy knows how to look at faces.

"OK."

The short, fat man spread his hands: "Who comes next?"

"I."

Atwater punched his chest hard and walked over with a swagger: "Let's see how long I can hold on."

"come on."

Rusek clapped his hands: "If you surpass Antonio, you will be today's champion."

A whistle sounded next to him.

Erin and Pratt were enjoying watching the excitement, waving their hands excitedly, and cheering for Atwater.