Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Thoughts turned, Guzman hesitated between killing Norman and holding back his breath to keep the business.

All five of Norman's group are here.

If he wanted to do it, he would have to kill the five DEA agents of Norman together. DEA's revenge could not bear him.

Norman looked at his expression and laughed.

Unhurriedly, he pulled out a one-third palm-sized iron box from his chest, and shook it by his ear, listening to the slight impact.

Opening the small iron box, he took one of the seven or eight capsules inside, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed.

After a moment, he slowly raised his head, his shoulders twisted back and forth a few times, his face became rosy, and the pain in his left arm gradually receded.

He lowered his head and looked at the opposite Guzman: "Take out the payment. Otherwise, I will call someone to kill you all!"

Gursman's anger, which was about to be suppressed by reality, started to arise: "You ..."

Suddenly, a series of siren sounded, and approached here quickly.

The people on both sides froze and looked out the window.

Guzman slammed the table and stood up: "Norman, you want to eat black!"

Norman smiled, and immediately laughed dismissively: "No culture."

A younger brother behind Guzman couldn't help but get in his ear: "Boss, eating black is not a note."

Guzman's feverish head was slightly awake, and he felt overreacted.

Norman said at this moment again: "Forget it, you idiot, die early! I will take someone to your house tomorrow and kill you and your two daughters like Bichi!"

Guzman's reluctant anger finally couldn't bear it, and a certain "kill him" voice suddenly spiraled in his head.

He yelled, "Flower Q! You die! Hit me and kill him."

In the roar, Guzman pulled a pistol from his waist and shot at him in front of him ...

He was turning his head, trying to persuade his boss, Norman, not to stimulate the other side's McKee anymore. Without any chance of reaction, there was a hole in his head and he flew into the street instantly.

This sudden outbreak of Guzman caught everyone off guard--except Norman.

He seemed to have seen everything for a long time, with a weird smile, and suddenly pulled the revolver from his waist.

Papa Papa Papa!

Six shots in a row, all hit Guzman.

Guzman, who gave McKee a shot first, was one step behind, only to have a shot at Norman's stomach, and the two fell back and forth.

The two bosses were like a duel burst in a duel in a western cowboy movie, causing the people on both sides to choke for almost half a second.

Then, everyone yelled and shouted, and their hands touched the handle of the gun.

Pop! Bang!

"what!"

"Ah!"

"Ahhhh!"

The sound of gunfire screamed into one, and the smell of smoke filled the room almost instantly.

Ten seconds later, everyone in the room fell to the ground.

The room was suddenly quiet from the hustle and bustle.

Most of the gang members and DEA agents twitched their bodies, and moaned weakly in their mouths.

Only one person crawled slowly from the ground.

Norman looked at the group of people lying around, and suddenly laughed, "Damn, you all **** it."

After saying this, he took a few steps and leaned against the wall: "Mine, these are mine. The money is mine, and the goods are mine. Hahaha."

A moment ago, a team of patrol police cars was rushing to the scene of the gun battle in Shangcheng.

Someone in the lead car was calling with the walkie-talkie: "You are not used to pick me up, I hitchhiked."

With that said, he looked at a grinning patrolman in the back seat: "Sorry, man, my car just crashed and was taken to the maintenance department."

What the patrol officer can say.

He knows the guy on the first officer.

Many people in the New York Police have heard of this guy's name, and this patrol officer is no exception.

Even when he was the policeman, he was largely "implicated" by this guy.

The patrolman said, "Just call me Kenny, Counselor John McLean."

John: "Okay, Kenny. When you get to the next place, look for a place to hide. Don't stand in the middle of the road, understand?"

Kenny: "We learned how to deal with large-scale shootouts, McLean Cop."

John's face remained the same, his mouth tilted: "Then how many guns have you shot? Know how many shots you can take?"

Kenny: "... OK, I will hide."

The two had just finished speaking, and suddenly heard a burst of gunfire.

John almost subconsciously looked to the left of the street and raised his hand all the time: "A gun battle is here? Behind that apartment building."

The driving patrolman immediately hit the steering wheel, rushed into the side street, rounded to the apartment building behind him, and three police cars behind him followed.

More than ten minutes later, John walked out of the apartment inexplicably.

Touching a small camera on his chest, he pulled out his phone and started calling: "Head, I have a little trouble here."

Dustin reluctantly looked away from Lawyer Jennifer: "Say."

What's so special, is it easy for him to find a chance to be lazy overnight? Damn John!

Lawyer Jennifer smiled at his face and stood up to the bathroom.

Dustin watched the swaying pace, swallowed, and his steady heart throbbed.

But bad news came from the earpiece in his ear, which made his heart beat miss: "I found a bunch of bodies here, including four DEA agents and six should be traffickers. There is only one senior DEA Agent, Norman Stanfield was seriously injured. "

"What's going on?" Dustin's attention turned away from Jennifer immediately, not noticing that there was a gap in the bathroom door.

John looked around and said in a low voice.

Dustin listened to his report ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has gotten up from the bed, his head crooked, and he started to get dressed.

A few minutes later, Dustin carried the shower gel scared by Jennifer's lawyer, gave her a kiss, and said that there was a case to leave immediately, and ran out of the room.

After leaving lawyer Jennifer for a while, he shook his head helplessly: "This is work."

Of course she couldn't blame Dustin.

In fact, it wasn't once or twice for her to leave Dustin alone in the room.

Putting on the shower gel again, she mumbled thoughtfully: "What's the case this time? I don't know if it will be delivered to me."

She just shook her head before she said, "What do you think! The woman from Reyes won't let me get the big case easily, unless I want to betray me."

That night, the New York Police Department was in a turmoil, but Luke and Selina had entered a sweet dreamland.

Early in the morning, Luke was summoned by Dustin and forcibly summoned to the police station.