The rain was light, as if the rain had come specifically to wash away Christina's sins, so that the woman could go to heaven cleanly.

After pulling off Christina's seat belt, Derek stood silently next to Dodge, behind him, standing with the FBI who followed all the way, at this time, I am afraid no one can understand his feelings.

"Virtue ......"

George stood behind Drake after helping to lift the Dodge and tried to comfort him, when he just shouted a word when his tie was grabbed.

Touch.

A powerful force erupted from Drake's hand, and George was dragged forward with such a sharp blow that he would have crashed into it if he hadn't held on to the roof of the car quickly.

"Are you satisfied?"

"In order to save your people, one of my men is dead and one is wounded!"

"You two idiots came to investigate the case without even saying hello, and in the end the mess had to be !!filled with the lives of the Montek police station."

Drake's hair was dripping with water, but a drizzle of anger burned with anger that he couldn't quench.

"Derek." George tried to calm him down and said, "Nobody wants that to happen. ”

"But it happened!"

"A mother who wants to raise two children and a mother dies here, how do you let her son with autism accept this fact, how do you let her mother who has just reformed face the death of her daughter, and in a few years, when Christina's mother dies, what should those two little guys become in the black area, this qiē, are your two bastards responsible for the end!"

Drake didn't move, turned his head and roared wildly at George.

He's been suppressed for too long, Charlie's death, Jimmy's betrayal, the embarrassment of the Home Office and the prosecutor, and now after Bob's injury, Christina is dead again!

"De, what are you doing!"

When Drake turned to walk towards the car, George suddenly stopped him, and as if he remembered something, he turned around and walked up to George and said, "You've got to get her pension, you've got to make her hear 21 gunshots at the funeral, you've got to let her kids go to college with this pension, you promise me!" ”

"She died for you!"

In the pouring rain, Derek looked at George excitedly, waiting for an answer.

“OK，OK！”

"I'm going to take care of this, I'm not going to let Christina's accusations come true, okay?"

Derek gasped and looked at him, and finally, he reached out to the car, slowly, very gently helped Christina close her eyes, and then turned away.

"What the hell are you going to do!"

Touch.

The moment Drekra opened the door of the police car, he gritted his teeth viciously and said, "I have to show another Mexican what the price of killing a police officer is!" ”

Flickering.

When Drake's massive body slipped into the car, the car shook violently.

Airplanes.

On a rainy night, the car began to reverse and turned around as the rear wheels kept throwing mud outwards: "Heisenberg, report your location." He shouted over the walkie-talkie.

At the other end of the Gobi, a police car with far lights hanging a small Mexican running in the far light of a slight improvement in visibility said, "How many bullets does he have left?" ”

"What did you say?" Heisenberg asked, puzzled.

Tony ignored him and babbled: "AK47 has a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, this little man used a pistol when he killed a black man, and he didn't go back to the cab of the garbage collection truck, in other words, his AK47 is not his own, and he doesn't have a spare magazine...... Well, he shot me six times in the back of the garbage truck...... Another six shots were fired at my partner as he fled...... When I saw the headlights just now, I fired four shots to hinder our speed, and there were fourteen rounds left......"

Tony turned off the M4 and pulled out his pistol and fired at the figure in the dark without any aim...... Bump, bump, bump.

"Quick, apply the brakes."

After Tony finished speaking, Heisenberg stepped on the brakes, and at the same second, there was a gunfire in front of him.

"Ten more rounds, catch up."

Heisenberg suddenly understood what Tony was doing, this guy just wanted to use up the AK47 bullets, so that the M4 in his hand had the advantage of firing range, when the time came, the car could get close to the Mexicans within 60 meters, and the Mexicans who lost the AK47 could only return fire with a pistol, which was to enter a very safe chase, and when the opponent's pistol ran out of bullets, it was the moment when he was captured.

But this little Mexican has nothing to do about this qiē, he can't run to Mexico on his legs except to fight back and hinder the speed of the car, and most importantly, even if he knows that he is only delaying the arrest at the moment, he has to persevere, this is the sadness of not having backup.

"What's your brain?" Heisenberg asked enviously.

"We? Who else? Tony didn't seem to be happy with the title.

At this time, their relationship has not yet ossified.

Heisenberg said proudly: "Of course it's Zhou, Montek's Sherlock Holmes, but the two of you are different, and you seem to be very ...... insidious, Zhou's case and arrest are all supported by a complete chain of evidence......"

"Get out of your car, Patrolman." Tony suddenly showed disgust as if he had been stabbed in the underbelly, as if weekend was the name he hated the most.

Suddenly, the word patrol changed the relationship in the car.

Joy heard Tony's words and sneered: "Heisenberg, you shouldn't mention Zhou, have you forgotten that our FBI master still has a ticket?" ”

"Hahaha!"

The two cops in the police car laughed at Tony, and Tony could only fire two more shots with his pistol before yelling, "Hit the brakes, idiot!" ”

"Heisenberg, report your location."

Ugh.

Heisenberg stepped on the brakes, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "We drove east from the garbage truck for less than ten minutes, and this Mexican has very good physical fitness, and there is no noticeable slowdown. However, it seems that this should not be calculated according to the speed of the car, but the speed of the person's running, not far. ”

"You listen to me, you are only allowed to exhaust this bastard from afar, and you are not allowed to appear within a hundred meters of him, do you understand!!" Inside the walkie-talkie, Drake's voice was unusually firm, and after this sentence came out, Heisenberg glanced at Joey in the rearview mirror, and the two of them were confused.

"Answer me!" Drick asked.

“YES－SIR。” Heisenberg picked up the walkie-talkie and responded, and chased after him again.

Joy explained for Derek: "I guess Bob's foot is wrong, otherwise the tyrant wouldn't be angry like this." ”

"I wish Bob was okay."

A few more gunshots rang out in succession, and then Tony's eyes suddenly lit up: "There are four shots left!" ”

"My friend, the time has come for us to make meritorious contributions, turn the car to the front, drive the S-shaped route, and use up his bullets."

Heisenberg ignored him, and Joey smiled: "I'm sorry sir, we don't have the habit of committing suicide by driving an S-shaped route on the Gobi, this is the Gobi, not a highway, there is not even a road here, why don't you try it yourself?" ”

"What are you kidding, how do I attract each other while driving?"

"Then why don't you call and let the SUV behind you rush up, SIR!" Heisenberg asked rhetorically with an unkind face, he was almost annoyed with the overly proud guy in the car, especially the word 'patrolman' that made the roots of his hatred itch like an insult to someone.

At this moment, Derek's voice came from the intercom in the car: "I see you, you stop in place!" ”

Heisenberg heard that the voice was wrong, and as soon as he returned, a police car overtook him in the bumps of the Gobi, and the mud thrown from the rear of the car slapped directly on their windshield as it fell!

"Why is the tyrant so angry?"

"Is this going to kill someone??"