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

So once you smell this special odor, don't be impatient to press the switch of the gas stove to check whether it is turned off, and don't smoke a cigarette to try to calm down.

"Gas! Gas!" Ivan rushed to the wall and shouted, pulling down the fire alarm on it, and the alarm rang.

The banquet hall was suddenly in chaos. The dignitaries who also smelled the odor instantly lost their usual gentlemanly manners and pushed each other towards the door, wanting to leave the scene as soon as possible.

Bracken's security team was extremely professional. Almost as soon as the riot broke out, several men in black suits surrounded the congressman, and his sturdy bodyguards surrounded him and forced a path through the crowd.

At this moment, he no longer cared about the fact that these gentlemen and ladies in front of him were his parents in the real sense of the word. With his head lowered, Bracken walked quickly towards the main entrance of the banquet hall under the protection of his bodyguards.

“Get out of the way!” The security supervisor with a headset on pushed aside the guests blocking the door and slammed the double doors.

The door was knocked open a crack, but that was all. Behind the door was tied tightly with a necklace made of high-strength carbon fiber, and it could not be opened for a while.

"The main exit is blocked, go to Exit 2! Quick!" the security chief shouted loudly, knowing something was wrong.

The bodyguards surrounding Bracken quickly moved from the back team to the front team, turned around on the spot and surrounded him again to rush to the side door next to the podium.

This time the crowd blocking their way was even more crowded, and the bodyguards just started swinging their fists. No matter if it was a white-haired old man in front of them or a woman with her dress straps torn off, they were all beaten and kicked to the side.

Fortunately, the side door was unobstructed, and six bodyguards plus the security director escorted Bracken into the emergency passage, into the parking lot of the annex building, and up the stairs to the fifth floor.

Two bodyguards opened the door and rushed into the parking lot. A stretched Lincoln and a Subaru had already parked at the exit, one after the other, after being notified.

After checking the surroundings to make sure it was safe, the security director escorted Bracken to the car and arranged two bodyguards to protect him in the middle of the back seat. He then sat in the passenger seat and announced loudly, "VIP, get ready to leave!"

"Got it!" A Subaru and an identical extended Lincoln that were parked on the first floor as a standby and also to conceal their presence immediately started out of the parking lot and waited on the roadside in advance, focusing on one profession.

Bracken in the car had a gloomy face and said nothing. His body swayed left and right as the car turned sharply, and he was full of anger.

The extended Lincoln and the Subaru quickly went down the passage from the fifth floor of the parking lot to the fourth floor, one after the other. As soon as they turned the corner, the dull sound of gunfire suddenly rang out.

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50 bullets cut through the car like a hot knife through butter, leaving dense bullet holes on the front of the bulletproof Lincoln worth five or six million dollars.

Victoria crossed her arms and watched with great satisfaction as Anna operated the Browning M2HB heavy machine gun, accurately controlling the bullet's landing point to keep it at the front of the car.

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed back and forth in the empty parking lot. Jack, who was hiding in the corner and watching all this, smacked his lips with envy, turned around and pressed the elevator button beside him.

Anna, wearing a red evening gown and beautiful lace gloves, "elegantly" operated the "Laoganma", which had incredible recoil but was firmly fixed to the floor by a heavy tripod.

As the brass shell as thick as a carrot was thrown high into the air, the girl's breasts, which had suddenly increased by two cup sizes due to her comfortable life during this period, rose and fell with the recoil, and the scene was extremely beautiful.

The front of the Lincoln, whose water tank was blown out, tilted and hit a Cadillac in a parking space. Dense bullet holes spread all the way back along the bulletproof steel plate of the car body.

The Suburban following behind was not a bulletproof car, and its front tire was blown off. The driver steered the car in the opposite direction, and the entire car lay across in front of the Lincoln, "accidentally" becoming a shelter.

Although Anna deliberately showed mercy, the power of the .50 bullet cannot be faked. Not to mention the bulletproof glass, even the sturdy bulletproof steel plate of the car body could not withstand the continuous bursts of "Laoganma" at a distance of to meters.

Several bodyguards in the Saab squad climbed out of the car with blood all over their heads and hid behind the Lincoln. At this time, let alone fighting back with pistols, they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

The security chief escorted Bracken out of the Lincoln, pushed aside several bodyguards, and squatted behind the rear of the car.

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The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, and Jack met Ivan in the elevator. They smiled at each other.

"Here, sir." Jack placed a pen in his hand.

"See you later, young man." The old Russian, in a very good mood, winked at Jack.

The two men exchanged positions, one entered the elevator and the other exited. The elevator door closed, and someone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He always felt an inexplicable pressure (guilty?) when facing this old Russian.

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"We need support on the fourth floor on the north side of the parking lot, come quickly!" The security supervisor threw away the wireless headphones that had been broken into pieces, and without even bothering to wipe the blood from his forehead that was scratched by shrapnel, he shouted loudly with the walkie-talkie.

The second Lincoln limousine that was waiting on the first floor suddenly appeared with a harsh sound of tire grinding and stopped at the corner, just avoiding the line of fire of the "Laoganma".

"Someone come with me to take the VIP to the car, and the others provide cover!" Under the loud command of the security director, the other bodyguards had to bite the bullet and raise their guns to fight back at the same time.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

However, before the three of them could start, old man Ivan, who was watching all this, smiled and pressed the cap of the pen in his hand. The sound of the explosion instantly drowned out the loud gunshots.

A ball of fire suddenly exploded under the front of the Lincoln car that had just arrived. The heat wave frightened the bodyguards and Bracken hiding behind the car so much that they all huddled together.

"We have to leave here immediately!" The security chief looked at the emergency exit on the other side of the parking lot, pulled up Bracken who was covering his crotch, left half of the people to cover him, and rushed in with the remaining four bodyguards.

"Approaching the target from the west." Cooper, along with two CIA agents who came with him, came to support with Cassel, who had a bruised face and nose.

Even though there was a door in the corridor, he could clearly hear the peculiar dull sound of heavy machine gun fire outside. Although he knew very well that he was just cooperating in the show, Cooper still swallowed nervously.

After all, Jack couldn't tell him the specific action plan, and he didn't expect that the old agents would make such a big scene and dare to use .50 caliber heavy machine guns in the city.