North American Police: Starting from Luocheng Patrol

Johnny Dyson turned, his face was embarrassed, he raised his gun in his hand, and was about to kneel down to surrender.

However, when I saw Rock driving in the raptor, it was full of hatred in her eyes, and put down the gun and shot it at Locke for a while.

“boom!”

“boom!”

“boom!”

Nympho

Each shot hit the windshield in front of Locke, and soon the windshield was covered with a piece of white bullet impact pattern.

The bullet was shot on the face. Each time he hit the windshield, Locke’s heart would be drawn, but he still did not slow down.

He felt that he had never been so brave.

Because the sister -in -law gave him courage.

The big sister -in -law of Victor Mentez was determined that Sarahnzers could not oppose it!

After Johnny Dyson’s empty magazine, he saw that he still did not kill Locke. He could only throw the Scar in resentment, then held his head with both hands, staring fiercely, staring at the raptor who rushed over, and then knelt down proudly.

Although the windshield is already white, Locke looked at all this through the gap, sneered in his heart.

Damn, I thought this was like this, Lao Tzu didn’t dare to kill you.

I still want to go to prison, dream!

Locke opened the seat belt, pushed the driving door, and jumped from the rapid flying car.

The driverless raptors quickly hit Johnny Dyson, who was kneeling on the ground, and Johnny Dyson was shocked and thought of escape.

I don’t want to stand up without standing. In the crisis, I can only leap towards the side and want to avoid the front impact.

He landed, and the out of control rushed over, crushed directly from his thigh, and “banged” and hit Chevrolet Blazers and stopped.

“Oh …, fuck, my legs …”

Raptors weighing 3 tons passed by, and Johnny Dyson made a painful howl in his mouth.

Locke rolled down from the flying car and rolled on the ground a few laps. Then he stopped. After inserting the gun in his hand on his waist, he couldn’t care about the scratch on his body. He had heard the siren sound, and the reinforcement came.

Locke checked his hand in Johnny Dyson’s neck to check the pulse, and asked in a hurry: “Sir, where did you hurt? You hold it, I will call you an ambulance immediately …”

Johnny Dyson was so painful that he was distorted. When he saw Locke, he didn’t hurt in an instant. The enemies were jealous.

He grabbed Locke’s hand and said fiercely: “This is your bastard, you kill Sam, you destroy Copernicus, this time is your luck, I will kill you, and Anna, and Anna Davis bitch, I will definitely kill you, and your family. As long as I do not die, I want you to live in a nightmare every day … ”

Locke is the same as the threat of Johnny Dyson, and his voice is more anxious. “Please hold it, the ambulance comes right away, do not sleep, open your eyes …”

Johnny Dyson’s expression was aggressive, “You fucking …”

Locke pressed a slightest needle between the fingers on the neck of Johnny Dyson’s neck. He moved his fingers and inserted into the hair of Johnny Dyson. sir, you have to hold it … ”

Johnny Dyson reacted instantly, staring angrily at Locke, his face was full of panic, and he wanted to struggle, but suddenly his face began to whiten, his breathing became rapid, and his mouth could no longer make a sound.

“Sir, you have to hold it …”

Seeing Johnny Dyson’s loss of consciousness, Locke hurriedly pressed his chest and gave him cardiopulmonary resuscitation, his face was full of anxiety.

He shouted loudly: “Persist for a while, the ambulance will arrive immediately …”

By putting on the hand of Johnny Dyson’s chest, Locke had found that the guy had no heartbeat anymore.

At the same time, the red dot on the Blown card map disappeared, but the map was still there, there were still 12 minutes left.

While Locke was relieved, it was a little cold.

Spec’s poisonous needle is too powerful. I really see the blood closing the throat, but I do n’t know if I really ca n’t find out.

With the last lesson, this time Locke played a full set of performances. Seeing Johnny Dyson was out of breath, his expression became frustrated and weak.

Even if he wanted to kill his criminals, he tried his best to rescue him, exuding humanitarian light and impeccable.

At this time, a rapid brake sound came behind him. Locke turned his head and looked at the Ford Ford Taurus in the FBI.

His first reaction was to draw the gun behind him, but he still underestimated the professionalism of the FBI. The two in the car handed the FBI certificate out of the window before getting off the car.

“FBI …”

“FBI, don’t shoot …”

Locke helplessly put down his gun, regretful in his heart, mother, no chance.

The two agents of the FBI pushed the door and ran out of the car. The Johnny Dyson on the ground ran over and asked in a hurry: “How is he?”

Locke said with a regret: “I tried my best …”

The black agent was angry instantly, holding Locke’s collar and cursing: “Fuck, do you know who he is? Do you know how important he is to the FBI? Why do you hit him! I will complain to you … uh … … ”

The white female agent saw that Locke’s gun arrived at the forehead of his colleague, and he took out the gun and pointed to Locke, shouting, “Put down the gun, calm down!”

Locke poked the head of the black agent with a gun, and said coldly: “Of course, I know who he is, but do you know how many LAPD died today because of him? Go to your mother’s FBI …”

Although the black agent was pointed at the gun and was smashed, he was not very afraid. He warned gloomyly: “Officer, do you know what you are doing? You are attacking a federal agent. Before you, you were just you. If complaint, you will face prosecution now … ”

White female agent shouted to Locke again, “Officer, put down the gun, don’t make mistakes again, I warn you again …”

Locke was unmoved, looking at the close Lapd police car, his expression was cold.

Like all movies, LAPD’s support finally arrived at this time. Dozens of various types of police officers surrounded the scene. SWAT’s explosion -proof armored vehicles also came. Locke also saw the police car of the Wilshire Police Station. Among them.

The helicopter of LAPD Air Support Division also hovered over the scene, and this chasing drama was finally coming to an end.

Chapter 130 FBI must be responsible for this incident

As soon as LAPD arrived, they immediately divided into two batches. A batch of police officers to rescue two patrol cars, and the other batch of Locke and two FBI groups.

Seeing that Locke, wearing Lapd uniforms, was pointing with a black man with a gun, and Locke was pointed by a white woman with a gun, and he took out the gun to aim at the FBI female agent for the first time.

“Drop Your Gun!”

“Put down the gun!”

“Hands Up!”

“Put your hands up!”

“…”

FBI female agent shouted busyly: “FBI, people …”

And took out the FBI’s document to show the police officers of LAPD.

At first glance, it was really the FBI, and the police officers turned to look at Anna Davis, the highest ranking on the scene.

Although Anna Davis stood around the surrounding circle, her eyes had been paying attention to the police officer who led the police officer to move out of the wounded from the police car. Soon, both blood police officers were lifted out of the car.

Mona shook her head at her, and Anna Davis’s face suddenly became more and more gloomy.

Anna Davis looked back and stared at Locke. I don’t know why he conflicts with the FBI, and he wondered why the FBI appeared here.

Locke naturally guessed that Anna Davis hesitated, and shouted: “Captain, these two FBIs are related to terrorists!”

Flying Rockets on the streets of Los Angeles is not a terrorist?

Copernicus has long been characterized as terrorists.

As soon as Rock dialect, the two FBI agents changed their faces. They followed all the way and naturally saw Lapd’s casualties.

The black FBI agent scolded immediately: “Fuck, don’t talk nonsense …”

Many Lapd, which had already put down the gun, picked up the gun instantly, and the atmosphere suddenly became nervous.

Anna Davis’s eyes were cold, and the commander of the SWAT beside him sinking: “After receiving their guns, dare to resist and kill directly …”

As the all -armed SWAT players slowly gathered around, the FBI female agent raised her hand consciously and let SWAT take the gun away. “”

The Black FBI agent was also controlled by two SWAT and was searched. He scolded Locke angrily: “Do you fucking know what you are doing?”

Locke put down the gun in his hand and said angrily, “Do you know what you have done?”

Actually let him be shot in front of Maryan and Li Bo, and his anger at the FBI was no less than Johnny Dyson.

Soon the weapons and mobile phone documents of the two FBI agents were taken away, and they were watched by SWAT and was ready to send them into the car.

But the Black FBI agent has always been reluctant to get in the car, and he was talking to Anna Davis. SWAT was not so tough, and could only let him stand by the car and wait for Anna Davis.

Anna Davis looked at Locke. When he saw that although there was blood on his body, he was just a brunt and relieved. He asked, “What the hell is it? Isn’t it to be chased? How can you do it? so……”

Locke pointed to the corpse of Johnny Dyson on the ground, whispered: “It was the boss of Copernicus Organization, Johnny Dyson, which was assassinated by us. Want to find the ‘doctor’ … ”

When I heard that it was related to the FBI, Anna Davis was very angry. “FBI must be responsible for this incident …”

I was about to report to the report, but I thought of a problem instantly.

She frowned and stared at Locke, “How do you know this?”

Locke confessed: “Because I found the” doctor ‘cosmetic Harry Berryne before, the FBI’s Explorer Hunter found me, hoping that I will launch Johnny Dyson cosmetic surgery according to the “doctor’ cosmetic style style. Later, I refused at first, and asked them to go directly to the cosmetic doctor, but last week, Explorer Hunter came to find it again and said that the plan of the plastic surgery did not work. As a result, I did not expect that I was crooked. Ni Dyson looks like … ”

“…”

Anna Davis stared at Locke expressionlessly, “So this is why FBI hired you as a special consultant?”

Locke nodded back: “Yes!”

Anna Davis asked: “What else do I know?”

Locke thought about it, of course, but he couldn’t say that he hesitated: “Last time, the Detective Hunter said in order to win me, and said some of the cases jointly organized by the FBI and CIA …”

Anna Davis interrupted him, “No other, I report first …”

She said coldly: “This is a terrorist attack against LAPD. No matter who is behind, we must pay the price!”

“Oh!”

Standing in the middle of the two SWAT, the black FBI agent in his mouth suddenly burst into the head as watermelon.

“Hidden …”

“There are sniper …”

“Lying down …”

“Be attacked …”

“4 o’clock …”