The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

There is a reason why some people can become gang leaders. It goes without saying that they have traits like cruelty and cunning, but the ability to judge the situation is definitely one of the necessary skills.

If Bishop did have some intention of turning the tables at the beginning, or wanted to bring the other three prisoners together to form their own faction, then after Jack repeatedly emphasized Ronnick's leadership position, he wisely chose to retreat and wait and see.

There is nothing that can be done about it, just like those gangster bosses who were once powerful on a small island were either caught or fled after 97 and could only escape to other places to cause trouble.

There is something about a strong dragon that cannot defeat a local snake. The only reason why it cannot be defeated is probably that this dragon is a lizard in disguise.

Some people were shooting randomly with AR15 on the upper floor and wasting bullets, while some people were holding the same weapon and killing a sniper on the opposite side with only three shots on the upper floor.

As a thug who once ripped out an enemy's throat with his bare hands during a gang fight, Bishop's sense of murderous intent was more acute than anyone else present.

Originally, he didn't want to care about the drug addict's life or death. This guy was obviously in a period of irritability caused by the gradual wear off of the drug effect. He would probably become confused before dawn, or even collapse into a puddle of mud, which would not be of any help to his escape plan.

But after receiving Jack's gaze just now, the gangster boss suddenly remembered the promise he had made before. Not long ago, Bishop promised Ronnick in front of everyone that he would be responsible for the remaining three prisoners.

In Bishop's opinion, he and Jack had reached a certain degree of tacit understanding, so it was obviously he who should settle this mess.

Therefore, he chose to take action, and followed the other party's previous intention, deliberately emphasizing Ronik's authority.

Jack was very satisfied with the gangster's understanding. He really didn't want to kill the drug addict unless it was absolutely necessary. This might directly lead to the instant disintegration of this small team that was temporarily put together under external pressure.

As for the little tacit understanding that Bishop thought he had, let him just think so for now. Jack is not playing alone at the moment. If he wants everyone, including John, to spend the night safely, he needs everyone's concerted efforts.

"You stay with him." Bishop tilted his head slightly towards little Hesmeri, signaling him to keep an eye on this unstable factor.

Ronik also breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed Capra's coat and sniffed it carefully, then nodded slightly to Jack, "He did drink a lot. The smell of alcohol is not on his clothes."

Jack smiled when he heard this. He didn't care much about it. After handing the drug addict's AR rifle to Alice, he gave the pistol in her hand to Capra.

"I just can't imagine what leverage that Marcus Duval could have to coerce a happy bachelor into taking such a risk."

Capra looked at Jack, then at Alice, and finally at Ronick, blinking with a confused look on his face, "Why does the name Marcus Duval sound so familiar?"

Ronik sighed, "Alice, tell Capra what happened, and check if he has any other injuries besides the scratch on his forehead.

Others return to their posts. It will be dawn in less than three hours. The more people we have, the greater our hope will be, but the prerequisite is that we can maintain sufficient unity. "

In fact, there is some truth in what the drug addict said. Capra's appearance was a bit too coincidental. He happened to be in the window period when the black police temporarily retreated after the failed attack.

But Jack also didn't think that the scene just now was a self-torture tactic. Capra didn't die at first because of luck, and then it was because Ronick arrived in time, opened the car door and dragged him out of the seat.

Otherwise, the shot from the sniper on the opposite side would definitely not be as simple as just glancing at his forehead.

As a sharpshooter himself, Jack knew very well how difficult it would be to fake that shot. At least, based on the level the opponent had shown before his death, it was definitely impossible to do so.

Everyone dispersed, and after Bishop arranged for Xiao Hei to take care of the drug addict, he winked at Ronik and Jack, "I have a plan, shall we find a place to talk about it?"

"Let's go upstairs. I need to observe the situation on the other side." Jack readily agreed.

Bishop followed behind and said, "I was thinking, since your colleague was able to drive all the way in, maybe we can send someone out to get backup."

"That's hard to do, right? Jack said they have at least three snipers surrounding us, unless someone can distract them." Ronnick frowned.

As they were talking, the three of them came to the second floor. Ronnick leaned against the broken window and glanced outside. He was surprised to find the body on the snow pile in the distance.

"This is what you did just now." Only then did he realize that Jack had killed a target while protecting him.

Jack nodded and looked at Bishop who seemed to be thinking. "Don't you find it strange? It's been 15 minutes since I shot him, but his body is still there."

"Perhaps they are afraid that you will keep staring in that direction, or they can't spare any extra manpower to provide cover." Bishop tried hard to use the scene before him as evidence of his plan, but a hint of insecurity appeared on his face.

"Or maybe they are deliberately baiting us to think so.

The heavy snow has covered the surrounding paths, and the only way to leave here as soon as possible is the main road at the door.

Marcus Duval's guys just throw two tire shredders on the road when someone tries to get out."

The other party was careless and let a car in, but Jack didn't think they would be careless a second time.

"Okay, I admit that what you said makes sense. They want to undermine our morale in this way." Bishop admitted his judgment with reluctance.

Jack tried to dispel the two's fluke mentality, "I think it is in our best interest to continue to hold on. The number of their remaining people is obviously not much more than ours."

However, before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang downstairs. This time it was the old police officer Jasper who ran upstairs. "Hey, two bastards got away. I told you they would do this."

The explosion occurred in the Subaru SUV driven by Jack and John. Several Molotov cocktails were smashed into its fuel tank, and it had now been burned into a pile of scrap metal.

After Jack and Alice came back from the supermarket in the afternoon, they did not park their car in the large parking lot at the back, but parked on a row of parking lines marked on the west side.

"Here! On the east side, they got out from the air vent of the detention area!" Hei Mei met the people who hurriedly ran down the stairs with a look of panic on her face.

The wooden board on the air vent that Bishop had nailed on was now gone, and the cold wind blew in, making a whistling sound like a whistle.

"Guard the back door!" Bishop handed the assault rifle to the black girl and rushed into the office in the corridor, where the view from the windows was better.

"They burned the car to divert the other party's attention." Old police officer Jasper said, pointing at the two stumbling figures.

Of course, the ones who escaped were the drug addict and Little Black Smiley, and their target should be the Ford SUV that Capra drove.

Apparently they also spotted the sniper that Jack had taken out, and thought this was a rare opportunity, and naturally when Ronnick rescued Capra he wouldn't have time to remove the car keys.