A light rain fell from the sky, and the raindrops connected the sky and the earth like thin lines, and Angel was stuck in the middle of the two of them when Chekov and Vik stood opposite each other at the entrance of the police station.

Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof......

There was a sound of rain falling on the police hat, and when the rain on Chekov's police hat accumulated to a certain extent, water droplets dripped down the brim of the hat.

For a second, Wood visibly shifted all eyes to Angel, and he showed a kind of surprise and nervousness that no one else could understand.

“F—U—C—K！”

Vic, a slightly impulsive but somewhat clever guy, immediately came up with a countermeasure, he must not let the two people in front of him sing and say something at the door of the police station, so he turned his body to look at Miguel behind him, and said sarcastically: "What am I talking about?" Since this brown bear came to the Western Bureau, it has become a zoo, and even this kind of drug-addicted-prostitute-woman-can run to the door of the police station to blackmail the police, Chekov, can you be a little more cowardly! ”

Crash.

The handcuffs were taken out by Vic from behind, and he looked at Angel with the handcuffs: "Tell your lover, you, Angel, have been arrested for the crime of prostitution......" At the same second, Vic turned his head and got closer to Chekov, the distance between the two was less than a centimeter, he just tilted his head and said with a fierce face: "By the way, help me ask him, how did he endure that green hat!" Vic, who seemed to be talking to Angel, said this in Chekov's presence.

This is a kind of mockery that actively pulls hatred, which belongs to the limit of Vik's cleverness, and his arrest of Angel in front of Chekov is itself arching the fire. If Chekov had put up with all these swear words. That's nothing. There was no evidence that something dirty had happened between them and Angel; On the contrary, as long as Chekov didn't put up with it, if he dared to do it, Vik could kick Chekov out of the police station as soon as he took this blow.

A policeman who arrested a woman in front of the police station for selling and prostituting was beaten, and Chekov could not justify this.

Vic's cleverness is not brilliant, but his words are too bad, and he doesn't have Adam's cunning to push the weekend into the abyss step by step. There is also no resoluteness in Jimmy's direct betrayal, the only thing he has at his disposal is to grasp the weakness of Chekov's impulsiveness.

"What are you—he—mom—talking about?" Chekov unconsciously shook his head from side to side, and when these words were spoken, his upper lip pursed slightly, and under the downward gaze, there seemed to be a fire steaming and burning on his body.

Vic, who turned around again to look at the others behind him, smiled, turned his head and poked a finger directly on Chekov's chest, poked every word and whispered: "I said, you found a ** and spoiled it like a baby!" ”

Touch.

Chekov stretched out his fan-like left hand and clasped it on Vic's face, and five fingers grabbed his dough like iron claws, and ripped it to the left to reveal his big neck tendons. Then he lunged back, his right hand clenched into a fist to show the knuckles of his fingers. He shook it off.

Woo!

The only reaction Vik could have with his towering muscular arms shattering raindrops in the air on a rainy night was to hold Chekov's wrists with both hands on the door in front of him, and when the fist that seemed to be swept by a spring was swept in, he thought that the most he would do was a punch would have been infinitely more brutal under his miscalculation.

Burst.

The knuckles of Chekov's right hand slammed into Vik's big tendon, and this time the sound was not loud, but the power was truly amazing.

Wood was stupid, he saw with his own eyes how Chekov gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength in the process, this brown bear was not fighting after an argument with a colleague at all, every attack he attacked was an instinct hidden in muscle memory, this instinct is not free fighting, not boxing, it is something that only those who have experienced the cold-blooded training of special forces can master - killing skills!

Vik had lost consciousness in the swing of his head after being hit, and the whole person fell sideways according to Chekov's force without changing direction at all.

Wow.

As he collapsed into the puddle that had just formed in the low-lying area beside him, countless traces of water were splashed, and his hat had been knocked out when he fell, drifting in the swaying of the water in the puddle.

Chekov had no intention of ending, the flames seemed to have completely burned his senses, he reached out and grabbed Vic's hair and yelled at a guy who was still paralyzed by a punch: "Say-it, again!" ”

"Say-it!"

Wood panicked, almost everyone in the Los Angeles Police Department knew that Chekov was a guy he couldn't mess with, but who would have thought that he would be so ruthless!

"Stop him, he'll kill Vic!"

Wood was the first to rush over, as the voice of the group, he must not back down at this time, in the rain, Wood even overtook Miguel and Lee, who were stunned in place and did not react, and when he rushed over, he jumped directly in the air, at that time, Chekov was raising his fist to carry out a second round of attacks.

Swish.

Wood grabbed Chekov's waist at the moment of jumping, and used the throwing force of his whole body to throw Chekov out.

At that moment, Miguel thought that the classic action in a Hollywood blockbuster had appeared, but ......

Wood actually just made Chekov shake his body and sit down next to him!

And himself!

Like a helicopter propeller, it wrapped its arms around Chekov's waist and spun half a circle, grazing the ground and slapping it flat on the ground.

"Help, bastard!"

At this time, Wood had no time to think about anything, and controlling Chekov was the main thing.

He kicked his legs off the ground and arched himself on his knees, but as soon as he looked up, he saw a huge fist waving in front of him......

That's it, Wood only had one idea, he had already seen where that fist hit was - the ear bone!

Syllable.

Airplanes......

Wood shook his head to the other side after being hit, his face fluctuating in the wind, and the ringing in his ears kept up with the speed at which he shook his head. Tinnitus has already appeared almost as soon as he turned his face sideways.

This time it completely abolished Wood. He didn't even know how to describe how he felt right now. The pain in the ear drum stimulated him to lose all his strength without being unconscious, and his whole head swelled as if it was about to explode, but he couldn't control his body through his own thinking!

By the time Miguel and the big man Lee rushed over, Wood had lost his combat effectiveness, and he was overturned by Chekov's hook, which turned him from a hunched position to climb up, and he was lying on the ground with his back to the ground.

Miguel keeps an eye out. At the same time as the big man Lee rushed over, he reached out and pressed the yellow button on the walkie-talkie. He had a feeling that it was impossible for him and Lee to subdue Chekov, and that the yellow button was a lifesaver for all the police, as long as the policeman in danger did not die, whether the walkie-talkie was powered or not, it would transmit his location to the Parker main station, and at the same time, all the patrolmen patrolling the neighborhood would come to support at the same time.

Chekov, who was already dirty and got up from the ground with a fierce aura, didn't care about the few people rushing across him, he opened his mouth wide and shouted with the green tendons on his neck: "COME-ON!" Motherf—u—c—k—er！！！ ”

Touch.

The big man Li Ke didn't give Chekov any chance to hit him. After Vic and Wood were knocked out in one round, he knew that no one could beat him unless he restrained the brown bear in the first place. Thereupon. Barely caring whether he had been hit or not, Lee bent down to show his most resistant back, then leaned over and grabbed Chekov's waist and pushed forward with his feet, trying to knock Chekov over in the process.

If Lee had met Chekov, who had just retired from the army seven years ago, he would have been looking for death, and Chekov would have used one hand around his neck to fix it, and then elbowed him to the third section of the vertebrae on the back of his neck and smashed it down. Thankfully, Chekov has been back in Los Angeles for seven years, and the big and small disasters he've been through in the past seven years have made him less aggressive.

Miguel chased after him, and when he got closer, he raised his fist and slammed it into Chekov's left chin, and when he thought he had used all his strength, Chekov reacted most humiliatingly.

Syllable!

A loud bang was heard on a rainy night......

Chekov, whose ability to resist strikes is beyond the limits of everyone's thoughts, ...... Just a little bit of a head, just a little bit of a head!!

As he slowly twisted his head back, Chekov kicked one of his legs back hard, and after his body had a fulcrum, Lee couldn't shake him forward even a single step.

The moment his glaring gaze swept into Miguel's eyes like a searchlight, Miguel actually began to touch the gun under his crotch!

He was afraid, for this devil muscleman, he could only believe the bullet in the gun.

"Ah!!!!h

Chekov roared, raised his fist and slammed his elbow at a reverse 90° angle to Lee's waist, and the 'touch' punch smashed Lee straight up from holding Chekov.

Miguel watched Li straighten up his upper body and stand on his toes in a posture of slamming upward!

But he didn't see Li is eyes closed, pursed his lips and raised his head with his facial features together, and it was in this situation that Miguel pulled the gun out, the most important thing was that he thought that if he had a gun, he would find a chance to shoot.

Empty!

Chekov punched Lee in the lower abdomen and grabbed the hem of his police uniform with his other hand, in which Lee had turned into a sandbag for safety, but Chekov shrunk behind the sandbag.

Empty, empty.

Two more punches, after he hit these two punches, he could still calmly and quickly turn his head to look ahead at Miguel's position, and Miguel held the gun to adjust the crosshair, and suddenly saw Chekov with his head out of the way, and was about to move the muzzle of the gun The moment Chekov retracted his head again.

Miguel couldn't shoot Lee, but he knew deep down that they were only one step away, and it was an extremely dangerous situation.

Touch!

When the sound of another thrashing was heard, Miguel watched Lee fall backwards waving his hands, he finally had a chance to find his position, but when the pistol was clenched again, there was no Chekov in front of him.

Stunned for a second, Miguel seemed to see a shadow overlapping with the fallen Li body in the afterglow, but his body speed couldn't keep up with his thinking, and before he could adjust the gunman, the call of death came in his ears: "If you have a gun, you are also a waste." ”

The head that resembled 'Pu-Jing' was leaning back on his side, and Chekov actually hid in the route where Li fell backwards, and quickly appeared when the other party staggered between him and Miguel!

The next second, Chekov slammed his head over, and the shadow of the head covered all of Miguel's vision, and in the darkness, a head hammer hit Miguel's eye socket.

Touch!

Miguel's head was dizzy after being hit, and he turned to his side with Yangge under his feet...... His head was tilted, and he didn't even move his gaze to look straight ahead.

The patrol officers who stood in front of the police station and rushed out when they heard the roar but did not dare to step forward at all, almost all the people in the western branch came out, but none of these people dared to rush up to stop them.

Chekov was just one person, and he alone shocked the entire police station, and even the patrolman who had already taken out a taser stun from the police station chose to give up after Miguel pulled out the police gun and still couldn't control Chekov.

"Stop!"

Preston and the big boss of the five-person group in a suit finally walked out, and the scene in front of them was too shocking, only Chekov was still standing intact among the five people, including Wood, Miguel was about to fall, and everyone else fell to the ground motionless.

Swish.

Chekov shook his head to look at the source of the sound, the rain was wetting the hair that had been exposed after throwing off his hat in the battle, and the hair was dropping in the swing, and the rain was dripping at the tips of the hair when it was thrown back in front of Chekov's head.

He was laughing, a smile that finally bloomed from a very serious face, when Chekov reached out and unloaded the rifle from his waist and threw it on the ground, and all the policemen standing in front of the police station who saw this action touched their guns in horror.

Everyone's heart beat faster when Chekov took the pistol, this brown bear was a sharpshooter, once he held the gun in his hand, it would be absolutely fatal to anyone within twenty meters!

"I'm quitting." After Chekov said this, he fearlessly walked towards Miguel, who was already kneeling on the ground, his body was like lightning in the air, maybe bent under pressure, but his presence represented a kind of impact.

The boss in the group of five glanced left and right, quickly snatched the taser stun gun from the hand of one of the patrol officers, took a few steps forward, aimed at Chekov's body, and pulled the trigger.

Touch.

The wires sticking out of the stun gun hooked Chekov's clothes, and when the electricity was released down the wires on a rainy night, it was ready to give Miguel the final blow, Chekov trembled and turned his back to all the police, and fell to the sound of 'poof, poof'.

This man, who single-handedly made the four policemen not even have a chance to return the phone, completely refreshed all the policemen's estimates of individual combat effectiveness, and they would never believe that there was a second guy like Chekov in this world, that would be too cruel.

"Catch him!"

Preston shouted.

The boss of the five-person team dropped his stun gun and walked to the parking lot on a rainy night, ignoring everything that was happening in front of him and driving away.

This, the representative abandoned......

At that time, police cars rushing to the western substation from two directions arrived, and a total of more than 20 police cars blocked the intersection of the western substation, a huge searchlight shone down from the sky, and the sound of helicopters 'suddenly' sounded all around.

Preston had the urge to commit suicide for a second when he saw it, and the Special Operations Bureau, which belonged to the two special agencies of the Los Angeles Police Department like the Detective Bureau, was dispatched almost entirely, with the Air Support Section, Emergency Operations Section, Crime Control Unit, and SWAT Team (SWAT) all in place, and even half of the police from the 77th Block Bureau were dispatched!

Preston, who was stunned, stared at the scene in front of him blankly, and said almost in despair: "This time it is a ...... that has thrown people all over Los Angeles."

Chekov alone destroyed a police station! (To be continued......)