Finished!

When these two words came to my mind over the weekend instead of a group of words, it seemed as if everything was going to end in the United States, and once the black muzzle of the gun less than a meter away began to spit out tongues of fire, the concussive force of the bullet into the body alone could cold the internal organs and collapse. In other words, the time of death is coming!

The curse of fate appeared on him again, but this time, no matter how clever and quick he was, he couldn't resolve the situation, because Yoda couldn't listen to a word.

And Chekov, who had been contacted for reinforcements long ago over the weekend, never appeared.

Where is he?

On the road outside Beverly Hills, Chekov watched the powder in the air with a shotgun in his hand, and the corners of his mouth went up, today was the day he and his colleagues from the Anti-Crime and Drug Enforcement Bureau acted together, targeting the Beverly Hills drug cartel that was slowly beginning to surface after a long investigation. This has to start with Pablo, the boss of the anti-mafia and anti-narcotics department who once lost his temper at home on the weekend, while Pablo was preoccupied with controlling the intelligence of the wandering area but never found anything, a very unusual situation appeared in the Armenian gathering area where Taoguang was hiding from the police, that is, a group of guys suddenly began to have money. This group of people is very strange, some of them used to be thieves in the wandering area, some of them used to be the most despised homeless people in this place, and some of them were not gangsters at all, but just children of Cuoxue, and it was this group of people who showed off their might.

Pablo is not blind, if these guys just go to McDonald's, he will never pay attention to them, the problem is that this group of people are driving in bright gold new cars to pick up girls, even the wheels of the new cars are dazzling, then it must be high-end goods, otherwise there will be no such arrogant effect; After running, the girls will go to the five-star hotel in groups, and every time they go to dinner, they will order the red wine steak. It's still in such a high-class hotel, and it's very unsociable and loud.

So, Pablo temporarily changed direction when Nasas had no choice, but what he didn't expect was that after a long time of tracking, a whole transportation line began to appear in front of the eyes of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section of the Los Angeles Police Department, that second. Pablo, who had been dull for a long time, almost exclaimed, behind this line is the most rampant Siberian company in Los Angeles!

Doko didn't cover his crotch in revenge, and leaked his fox tail, he couldn't have completed the task of showing off and transporting goods in a low-key manner, and how many of those thugs and homeless people who were not valued at all in the Armenian ghetto once they had tens of thousands of dollars in their hands knew how to spend them so that they could not be conspicuous and enjoy the ultimate enjoyment?

In this case, it is impossible for the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau not to pay attention!

Pablo held back his heart to rush up and sweep away these unruly thugs, and hibernated, helping Chekov solve his financial problems and wiping his ass for the weekend to play a special hobby with his girlfriend, and that sour weekend and Yoda incident broke out in the police station. He couldn't help but lose his temper when he didn't want to rush to the weekend house.

The scolding weekend was exchanged for a few days of perseverance, and Pablo was afraid that Chekov would be too impulsive to rule it out of action, not because he was worried about Chekov leaks, but because he couldn't control the Russian brown bear without any mistakes.

The moment of the lucky goddess to experience the thrill of life and death over the weekend came, and today's Pablo had arranged everything last night, quietly staring at a Mercedes when he was ambushed around Beverly Hills. According to tracking these days, this Mercedes also has a Cadillac that is a truck dedicated to Beverly Hills. After all, the police generally ignore this kind of high-end car, who would have thought that the person who drove this kind of car was not a rich man in a suit and leather shoes. But what about drug dealers who obey the rules of the road?

What's more, Pablo, who didn't surprise him, also found that both were empty before entering Beverly Hills, and would only be picked up by aircraft after entering Beverly Hills. Pablo, who had so much information, still didn't make a move, in fact, his heart was more anxious than anyone else, in order not to alarm the entire transportation line, he had to have all the information before he could arrest him. If he couldn't control the man who was operating the aircraft, the line connecting the Siberian Company would probably break immediately, and Pablo was not willing to take that risk.

Slowly, in the situation that they were watching and Doko's subordinates were completely defenseless after settling their grievances with Sas, the people who would change locations every day to control the aircraft appeared in the eyes of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section. A guy named 'Vicodo' is being targeted by Nick.

God is fair, since you will not use a lightning bolt to kill you when you have nothing, then you should not think that you can escape the punishment after making money that does not belong to you.

Pablo had already decided to do it the moment Vikodo surfaced, and when these people gradually became clear, and the masterminds behind the scenes, Doko and Berezov, also entered their sight, as long as the net was collected beautifully here, he didn't believe that this group of bastards would not bite out the two guys who had embarrassed the anti-crime and anti-narcotics departments in the face of decades of imprisonment, as for what methods they used to transport goods, how to contact, and were they afraid that they would not be able to be tried if they were arrested?

Pablo, who had made up his mind, had sent Nick and Chekov to guard the Mercedes and Cadillac since last night, and sure enough, the two cars went to Doko in the Russians' gathering area, and a few minutes later, the Mercedes left Doko's house and headed for Beverly Hills, when Nick made a joke with Chekov, saying, "It looks like the swarm of poisonous insects can't help it." ”

Chekov responded in a good mood because he solved the murder of Mrs. Smith: "Whatever? Anyway, it's a case that doesn't have much difficulty. ”

He didn't know that this difficult case had made Pablo swallow his anger since Berezov's drug den was swept away, and he had been holding back his breath, and all the agents of the Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Section except him had been busy with the back of their heads for nearly a month, just waiting for today's shame.

The blue raptor followed the Mercedes Benz on the highway and drove unhurriedly into Beverly Hills, and when the flying machine appeared in the air, Nick picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Head, the flies are here, it's time to kick those bastards in the ass." ”

At the same time, a voice came over the intercom: "Vicodo has been surrounded by us. He can't run even if he hangs himself on the flying machine, Chekov, is there any confidence that he will shoot the flying machine down? Our people have already filmed a video, which can prove that this group of guys is dividing labor around the 'crack' in the air, if the aircraft runs ......"

Click.

Chekov, who was sitting in the car, loaded the bullet with his shotgun, reached for the walkie-talkie in Nick's hand and said, "Don't do it yet." Let the aircraft land first, and when he arrives at the hands of the cargo carrier, it will take a while to fly, even if the aircraft is fast. ”

"No problem."

Pablo can do anything else without Chekov, but this kind of thing must be left to Chekov.

As soon as Mercedes entered Beverly Hills, the entire Anti-Crime and Anti-Narcotics Bureau was on guard, and a large net had already been prepared, until the Mercedes Benz slowly stopped and the flying machine in the air fell into his hands, and Nick drove the blue Raptor belonging to Chekov before slamming the accelerator and roaring out.

Airplanes!

A strange scream appeared, followed by two police cars flashing their lights from the front. Behind him was the beastly roaring bird of prey.

The thug who received the goods was stunned for a moment, and then immediately lifted the flying machine that had just arrived, and shouted frantically: "COPS!" GO！ GO！！ GO！！！ "He didn't have much of the goods, but the devil knows how long the police had been staring at them and how much evidence they had, and more than 10 pounds of goods had been shipped out of his hands in a month, which would have been converted into a prison sentence......

The moment he turned his head to look at Chekov, the craft flew up with a Bluetooth headset that was flashing blue in his ear. At this time, the Raptor happened to stop next to the Mercedes. Nick walked out of the car with a gun, and pointed at the thugs at the front of the car and shouted, "Lie on the front of the car, don't----tricks!" ”

Chekov didn't even get out of the car, opened the door that didn't close the window at all, stepped on the window with one foot and pushed the door forward, and stood in the car with the other foot. He tried to save time with his gun aiming......

Empty!

The Xia shotgun spewed out tongues of fire, and the aircraft in the air had already scattered into a pile of parts before it had flown out five meters at the moment, and it rolled forward with a 'pop' and rolled forward with a white powdery object, and at that second, Chekov jumped out of the car. Looking at the powder floating in the air, the corners of his mouth curled, and he grabbed the walkie-talkie and asked, "Boss, is it done?" "He seems to have become more affectionate with Pablo.

"It's time to decide, none of the Vicodo people have run away."

Chekov said angrily: "The goods and people are all obtained." ”

"Well done!"

Tick, tick, tick.

Chekov's phone rang at this time, he glanced back at Nick, took the walkie-talkie and said, "Isn't there a walkie-talkie?" Nick smiled and replied, "How do I know?" ”

"Hello?" Chekov, who answered the phone, was still wondering why Pablo was doing so much, when the words came over the weekend: "Chekov, I need you, I'm in a mid-range residential area in North Los Angeles, and the location is ...... I don't care what you're doing, come right here! ”

Chekov had never seen a weekend rush, but this weekend's attitude really surprised him.

"You can handle it all, right?" After Chekov said this, he didn't wait for Nick to answer, reached out and threw the burning shotgun to the passenger seat, closed the door and got into the car from the other side, and left directly with the accelerator.

"Hey !!!"

Nick, who had just handcuffed the prisoner, spread out his hands and stood on the road, watching the wheels smash the flying machine and the packet, and then scolded helplessly: "Asshole! ”

Of course, Chekov couldn't hear it, and he had already made his way out of Beverly Hills, rushing all the way to the agreed place for the weekend. The blue bird of prey was running wild on the highway like a blue lightning bolt, and Chekov's ears seemed to be echoing the anxious tone of the weekend, and at that second he stepped on the accelerator directly to the bottom, and he could hear the wind coming from the car himself.

Chekov didn't bother to think about anything else, except to slow down when turning, and went at this speed almost all the way. However, at the moment when he was ready to turn again, he had slowed down and turned the steering wheel to cross the Raptor at a right angle to hit the accelerator again, he heard the roar of a car that did not belong to him, and the reason for hearing this roar was that the window that he had stepped on when he had just fired was not closed, but in such a small box, a jeep had already crashed into it......

Rumble!

Under the strong impact, Chekov watched the body of the co-pilot begin to deform in the impact, and the constantly folded body of the car nested inward in an irregular huge arc, which quickly formed a mark like a shirt fold, and then the raptor completely lost its forward momentum and flipped sideways backwards, as if the whole world had been turned upside down.

At that second, Chekov glanced at the jeep before the car turned over, and the two bald heads with seat belts in the front seat of the car were shaking their faces with their hands under this impact, and the airbags in the car had just sprayed white, and the two bald heads rushed to the Russian brown bear at the moment when the car body shook, and Chekov, who had fought with them, recognized the South American appearance of these two people at a glance, the only difference was that they both had exactly the same pattern tattooed on their bald heads - sea witch! (To be continued.) )