When the man in sunglasses was about to enter the alley, Min Xue hurried to the scene and patted the man on the shoulder from behind.

"Hey Man, what are you doing with sunglasses on the big night?"

That's right, although he took off his coat, he didn't take off the sunglasses of the sunglasses man, maybe he likes this style?

Just kidding...

Knowing that Min Xue would definitely not stop people for no reason, Bao Zimo also hurriedly followed.

However, after seeing the front of this black buddy, Bao Zimo was a little uncertain.

Just as crooked nuts look at us, Chinese people look at crooked nuts and feel that they all look about the same.

And the things that this guy snatched in his hands are not known where to hide, and there is no trace of them, how can he prove that he is a robber?

Is it just a pair of sunglasses? People are not allowed to have the same style!

Seeing that he was stopped by two eastern faces, the man in sunglasses, whose originally flustered expression turned into an accident, "You are the police?"

Obviously, even if he had just snatched the companion of the two people in front of him, he didn't recognize it at all under the attack of male face blindness in sunglasses.

It wasn't until Wang Pengju also came over that the man in sunglasses recognized him through his clothes, and immediately relieved, "It turned out to be you!

If it was a policeman, the man in sunglasses would still plan to pretend to be one, but since it was just a few Orientals, even if there were three people on the other side, he would not be afraid.

There are not one or two Orientals that the man in sunglasses has robbed, and even once, he met a group alone, and the result did not make the slightest difference.

As soon as the knife flashed, the money arrived.

Thinking of the knife, the man in sunglasses immediately reached into his trouser pocket and felt for a handful, the blade of which glowed like his shiny white teeth against the light at the entrance of the alley.

With this knife here, the three Orientals on the other side should be scared to pee!

Just as the man in sunglasses was hilarious, a voice came from the entrance of the alley, it was a man in a rusty red sweatshirt, "What nonsense are you talking about with the three monkeys, the strip is coming, let's go!"

"But they saw what we looked like," the man in sunglasses was clearly more concerned.

The man in the rusty red sweatshirt said disdainfully, "What's the matter, anyway, these tourists won't stay for a few days and will have to leave, even if they call the police, they don't bother to care." ”

The man in sunglasses thought about it and felt that it made sense, "Count you lucky, why don't you get out of here?"

As he spoke, he also brandished his knife to increase his momentum.

In the sunglasses man, a few yellow people, in a foreign country where they are not familiar with their lives, were robbed and robbed, and they should be grateful to Jesus if they can save a life.

Don't say thank you, at least you have to leave with tears in your eyes and a stream of urine.

But the three people in front of them didn't know if they were stupid or what, they didn't move.

This makes the man in sunglasses feel a little shameless, and it seems that it is time to give these yellow-skinned monkeys some color.

"Oh, it's my fault, you should still have valuable things on you, take them all out, rob, understand, rob!"

Matching the tone of the man in sunglasses, it was the knife that was poking closer and closer.

The man in the rusty red sweatshirt didn't stop it, anyway, these tourists didn't grab it, and they couldn't waste a few minutes.

For the knife that got closer and closer, Bao Zimo didn't care much, he just glanced at Min Xue, which seemed to say, "Why don't you make a move?"

Lao Hei's physical fitness is good, but Bao Zimo is confident that it is still trivial to deal with the two.

Min Xueyi shrugged, "You are free, don't be polite to me." ”

As he spoke, Min Xue actually stepped past the man in sunglasses and walked deeper into the alley.

What about the routine? This kind of pretending moment, the protagonist actually left the scene early?

The man in sunglasses couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Hey, stop, I didn't let you go!"

"Stand up to your sister, return my watch and my mother's bag!"

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Pengju who shot in the end!

Before Bao Zi could make a move, three times and five divided by two, the knife had already changed to Wang Peng's hand, and the man in sunglasses? I'm rolling on the ground with my stomach in my arms.

What about the civilian personnel who said yes? This Wang Gongzi moved his hands and called a clean and neat bun, and he was dumbfounded.

"Where did you graduate?" After a few seconds, Baozi swallowed silently and asked a sentence.

"Oh, I'm not from the police academy, I used to sneak out to be a soldier for a few years without telling my family, and then my mother threatened me with death, so I had to go back to the magic capital to be a good baby. ”

Co-authored the rumored disciplined force, not the other disciplined force...

Baozi laughed silently a few times.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in the rusty red sweatshirt turned his head and ran down the street.

Sou!

A knife leaped over the rusty red sweatshirt man and plunged into the ground in front of him, causing the black guy to stop his steps in fright.

Of course, this knife was thrown out by Wang Pengju, and he himself also arrived after him, and a standard grappling easily subdued the man in the rusty red sweatshirt.

Baozi couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only silently give his thumb up.

The incident was resolved, and the Los Angeles police were long overdue.

Unexpectedly, when the two old blacks saw the police, they shouted for help like they saw relatives, but according to the current situation at the scene, Bao Zimo and Wang Pengju, who were obviously more threatening, were surrounded by the police.

"Don't move!"

"Lay down your arms!"

"Put your head in your hands!"

"Lie down, move slowly, yes slower!"

Baozi couldn't cry or laugh silently, what is going on!

However, it is useless to explain now, and he does not dare to make any abnormal moves, otherwise these policemen will definitely shoot without discussion.

Wang Pengju did the same, and obediently did the whole process.

So in the blink of an eye, the two people who had already caught the robbers were handcuffed instead.

"It's a misunderstanding..."

Bao Zimo, who finally had a chance to speak, hurriedly explained the whole incident to the person in charge of the police.

However, looking at the dark complexion of the person in charge, Bao Zimo subconsciously felt that things would not be explained so simply.

Sure enough, when the two men in sunglasses refused to admit their deaths, the person in charge asked, "Do you have any evidence?"

"You can contact the Department of Robbery and Murder, they can prove our word..."

The person in charge interrupted Bao Zimo's words and only emphasized, "What I'm asking is, what evidence do you have now that they are robbers?"

“......”

Bao Zimo and Wang Peng looked at each other, asking for direct evidence at the scene?

There is no monitoring around the alley.

If you want to talk about the knife on the ground? It could have been regarded as circumstantial evidence, but now that there are fingerprints raised by Wang Peng, it is impossible to tell.

"No, I'm sorry, I had to let them go," the person in charge shrugged, "Oh yes, I also want to ask them if they want to sue you two for personal injury." ”

“......”

Who is going to reason with this?

Bao Zimo and the two were dumbfounded...

After all, when the police arrived, they saw Wang Pengju beating the men in sunglasses all over the ground looking for teeth, so it is not wrong to say this to a certain extent.

At this moment, the two of them slowly walked out of the depths of the alley.

One is, of course, Min Xue, who walked in just now, and he walked out with him on his shoulder, and he was a black man again!

The most eye-catching thing is that this black man has a lot of shopping bags in his hands...