Laura's Beautiful Journey

"Baker, I'm not talking about you. If you continue to eat like this, it's hard to say whether you can survive until the day you retire."

The new patrol officer shook his head and said that his partner was a veteran assigned by the bureau to teach him how to deal with daily affairs.

But based on what he has observed in the past few days, the fat man is late in the morning, sleeps when he gets in the car, eats Overlord meals at mobile stalls, and law enforcement only arrests vehicles for violating regulations.

Carlson felt that if he followed his example, he would be useless within half a year.

"bang bang bang"

"Is anyone there? I'm Officer Carlson from the NYPD. Please open the door!"

There was still deathly silence, and his intuition told him that there must be something wrong here. After looking around, he returned to the police car.

Baker took out a box of cheese sticks from somewhere and ate them deliciously. When he saw him come back, he burped and said:

"You, you are too young, and you know too little when you first join this industry. In my opinion, this is another case of those little brats looking for hare grass, finding a place like this, looking for excitement, calling the police to play with us, this matter It’s not just once or twice, wasn’t it the same time the night before yesterday? Go back quickly, it’s time to change shifts.”

When Carlson heard this, he nodded first, then shook his head, and was silent for a while before saying:

"My instinct tells me that tonight's situation is different from last time, and something is wrong with this warehouse."

Baker laughed when he heard this, but ended up choking on the crumbs of the cheese stick. He coughed for a while before he regained his composure and continued to speak:

"Your intuition?! You, a little guy who just graduated from the police academy, are telling me about your intuition in handling cases?! This is really the funniest joke I've heard this year! Hey, what are you doing?"

Ignoring Baker's sarcasm, Carlson drove the car to the side of the warehouse and stopped, pulled the handbrake and got out of the car. He had just observed that there was a vent more than three meters above the ground, and he should be able to observe the inside of the warehouse from above. Case.

Just when he climbed to the top of the car and was about to jump up, the police car under his feet suddenly started to move, and Carlson was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"Fxxku! Beck! Is all that damn fat in your head?"

Carlson was really angry. This partner couldn't do anything well. He was the first to eat, and now he behaved like a pig teammate. He couldn't help but curse.

He felt the pain coming from his forehead and reached out to touch it. When he put it in front of his eyes, he saw that his hand was covered in blood. It was obvious that the injury was serious.

Blood mixed with rain dripped down, blurring his vision, and he could vaguely see a fat figure walking towards him.

"Carlson, I warned you not to come here. Since you like to be nosy, I can only be sorry."

Hearing Baker's words, he immediately understood that his partner must be a criminal policeman. Regardless of the physical pain, he reached out and took out the Glock from his waist.

"Snapped."

Carlson felt a sharp pain in his hand and took out his gun. At the same time, a cold muzzle was pressed against his head.

"Farewell, young man."

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The huge gunshot made Carlson's ears ring, but his head did not seem to be hit.

It turned out that Matt, who had been hiding in the dark, rushed over in time, hit Baker's gun-holding hand hard with the stick in his hand, and then kicked the fat man away with a roundhouse kick, so Carlson escaped.

But after the gunfire, the thugs in the warehouse seemed to have gotten the signal, raised the gate and screamed out.

With his four senses that are far beyond ordinary people and his excellent martial arts, Matt can fight up to one against five. Even if he is faced with dozens of people swarming him, but he cannot escape without getting hurt, it is not a problem.

But now he still had to take care of the injured police officer on the ground. Even if he waved the stick in his hand and danced out a series of afterimages, the two of them still suffered a lot of injuries during the battle and retreat.

As time passed, the situation became more and more unfavorable for the two of them. Matt's injuries became more and more serious, and his physical strength declined rapidly. The area near the warehouse was too empty, and he could not find the terrain against them at all.

"bang"

Matt knocked one of the thugs to the ground, but the stick in his hand was also taken out by the opponent.

Matt, who lost his weapon, was no longer able to resist the enemy's attack. In less than five seconds, he received two knives, three sticks and a punch in the face. He fell to the ground with two steps on his hind legs. He gave up his last breath. He picked up Carlson on the ground and ran away wildly.

The thugs were stunned for a moment when they saw this. They were fighting with us fearlessly just now, why did they suddenly run away? ! After the leader's reminder, everyone picked up the guy and continued the pursuit.

In a desperate situation, Matt burst out with superhuman physical strength. He ran nearly a kilometer in one breath while carrying a weight of 70 kilograms, and then rushed into an abandoned factory.

Perception confirmed that Carlson was in coma and his life was not in danger. Matt hid him in a utility room on the third floor of the factory, while he briefly treated the wound before going down to the lobby on the first floor.

The thugs followed the bloodstains diluted by the rain to the abandoned factory, but after observing the nearby environment, the leader only sent five people to explore the way.

In the dark night, Matt transformed into Daredevil and quickly eliminated this vanguard force by taking advantage of the terrain.

In the second wave, the leader sent out ten people. This time the cat-and-mouse battle lasted for nearly twenty minutes. Matt once again successfully eliminated the enemy, at the cost of three new injuries on his body.

He calculated in his mind that there were still sixteen enemies left outside at this time, and he should be able to cope with it.

But soon after, Matt discovered something was wrong. More footsteps gradually came from outside the factory, and the other party called for reinforcements!

He hurriedly concentrated on sensing it, and he judged from the sound coming from the other side that the reinforcements were still carrying guns!

Matt felt extremely regretful at this moment. He did not regret that he was "meddling", but that he had dragged a young policeman into this big trap! Judging from the menacing appearance of the other party, their lives may be decided here tonight.

No longer thinking about it, he picked up a steel bar from the ground. The last battle could only be fought desperately.

"Bang! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta! Boom!"

"Shit! There's an ambush on the other side!"

Seeing that the enemy's vanguard was about to enter the gate, Matt gritted his teeth and prepared to jump out for a fight to the death. Unexpectedly, an unexpected battle broke out outside.

Thousands of thugs and mercenaries fell in a hail of bullets. The other party seemed to think the scene was not exciting enough and even fired grenades!

The fierce sound of gunfire made Matt doubt his life. Good guy, this is the street of New York! The gangs' fighting with handguns and rifles is almost at its peak. Now this intensive firepower is completely in line with the momentum of a small war.

Five minutes later, deathly silence returned to the outside of the factory. Matt, who reopened his senses, felt cold all over.

Apart from him, Carlson on the third floor, and the fifteen thugs he placed in the hall on the first floor, there was only one living person left nearby, and this person had already walked into the door with steady steps!