Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 490

Xiao casually took out a certificate, her voice was still very slow, and it sounded like she was deliberately mocking to a few outsiders.

"See clearly, LAPD! Dominique Toledo, you have been arrested on [-] counts including theft, endangering public safety, illegal driving, illegal modification, illegal possession of firearms, and causing disability!"

With a lot of pistols pointed at his head, Dominic did not dare to resist. He is a tyrant, not a tyrant, and his head is not as hard as a bullet. With a 'click', the handcuffs were handcuffed. Brian, an FBI agent, has not yet seen what happened. What happened, his good friend and brother-in-law was arrested by the Los Angeles Police Department.

Recently, Charlie has repeatedly solved major and important cases, and the efficiency of the procuratorate has also improved a lot.

My eldest brother, the bald-headed Dominique Toledo, the second child, didn't even bother to explain. He confessed to what he committed and was sentenced to 25 years in prison without any parole.

The FBI agent Brian, who is full of love with Dominic and has an affair with his sister, wants to help, but Charlie directly suppresses it, even if the FBI's level is higher than that of the Los Angeles Police Department.

One is the big boss of the police station, and the other is a pawn of the FBI. They are not at the same level at all.

Arresting Dominic is just a small matter incidentally, and collecting evidence of drug lords is a major event.

After a lot of searching, the results were poor. This Braga is a very traditional and cautious person. He doesn't trust computers at all, let alone the Internet. All transaction records are traditional ledgers, and no one but himself Know where the ledger is.

Xiao also only came into contact with the organizer of the underground race, who is said to be the Mexican Campos, Braga's loyal younger brother.

Bella rejected Xiao's proposal to arrest Campos to extract a confession. Xiao is now a living person, and what a living person does will leave traces. Even if she wants to extract a confession, she, a living person, should not do it.

Technology can't help much, Bella can only send supernatural men to solve the problem, she sent a ghost nun!
The breaking point was that little Mexican guy named Campos.

There is no drug lord named Braga in this world. That’s why the FBI and the Los Angeles Police Department couldn’t find it. The real Braga is just a false identity. The little man who organized the competition, Campos, looked in the mirror, No one knows who Braga is, only he knows the truth because he is Braga.

Mexicans have always had a low status in European and American circles. Braga is short, dark-skinned, and unattractive. This is the European and American version of "I don't look like a gentleman". fell shame.

How to do it?The little Mexican made a vest named Braga, and hid himself aside, it seemed that he was just a loyal boy who organized the car.

He has always imagined that he can have a majestic face and a tall and strong body, but unfortunately these things are all natural. In the mirror, he is still thin, with curly hair, big nose, and big face, let alone majesty. Looking at it for myself, I feel that I don't look like a drug lord, but a comedian.

Um?While looking in the mirror, he suddenly found a dark figure floating in the mirror, he turned his head hastily, his eyes looked around, but there was nothing behind him.

He took out his pistol vigilantly and pressed the emergency call on his mobile phone. He is usually pretending to be a pig, but he is not a pig. There are always a few subordinates who know his true identity. He rushed in hastily.

"boss?"

"There are enemies?"

They looked around the house and saw nothing unusual. They felt that their boss was a little nervous.

The little Campos didn't think so. He was able to live like a fish in water in Mexico and Los Angeles, and he was able to survive in the face of the police and gangs in many places. He relied on his premonition of the crisis. He felt that there was danger in the house. Without hesitation, he called his subordinates.

"Let's get out of here first." He believed his intuition was dangerous.

He put one of his men in the front and two in the back, and went out in a very safe formation.

"Ah!" There was a scream from behind, and he hurriedly turned around, only to find that there was only one person left behind.

"Bang bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and when I looked ahead, I found that the subordinate in front had also disappeared.

"What the hell?!" This time he saw a shadow, a black shadow grabbed his hands and went into the wall.

wall?He walked over and stretched out his hand to touch it. The wall was a little wet. With the help of some dim light, he looked carefully at his hand. There were bloodstains all over his fingers. The bright red blood was oozing out from the wall, as if his hands were suddenly crushed. Like going into a wall.
how can that be?How did a well-behaved living person run into the wall?

"Boss, boss! There! There!" The last remaining subordinate pointed to the mirror in horror. A nun in a black robe and black hat appeared in the mirror, with a face like a ghost. The nun was staring at them.

"Bang bang bang bang——" Campos was more courageous than his subordinates. He raised his gun and shot, and the mirror was smashed by him.

"What happened?"

"What's wrong?!"

"Campos what the hell are you doing?"

Many subordinates and bodyguards outside the nightclub didn't know his real identity, thinking that he was just a small leader who organized an underground race car. At this time, a group of people heard the gunshots and rushed in. The long-legged beauty who had reminded Bella also in it.

Everything is weird tonight, Campos made up his mind.

"Go! Let's go now and leave Los Angeles tonight! I will explain to the boss."

He used his own vest to subdue everyone, and now the situation is unknown, the more men he has on his side, the better.

A group of more than 20 people rushed out with weapons in their hands.

The younger brothers didn't know what was going on, and ran like headless chickens.

Running and running, they felt something was wrong.

"Campos, where are you going! Why is this road so desolate!"

"Yeah, why do I feel more and more cold?"

"Oh? Who are you? I don't think I've seen you before?"

When Campos looked back, he felt his scalp was about to explode.

There are only more than 20 subordinates on his side, what about now?Wu Yangyang followed a large group of people behind him, at least more than 50 people. Many people looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he didn't know him at all. Many of his subordinates looked at him with strange smiles.

No matter how determined Campos is, he can't bear it at this time.

Originally, they were supposed to run out of the nightclub, then go to the underground parking lot to pick up the car, and leave Los Angeles.

But now this place is a wasteland, with graves full of crosses in sight, and the cold night wind blowing straight into his neck, he felt cold from the soles of his feet to his brain, and the extreme fear made him numb.

(End of this chapter)