On both sides of ⭐️ Hollywood Boulevard, on the bright red stars, many tourists come to look for the star that belongs to their idol on the roadside.

There is a business on the street in front of it that seems to be doing something, and several classic animated characters are twisting their butts at the door of the store to stop tourists from interacting.

The arrival of the escort convoy was actually quite abrupt, after all, the full set of dramas did not directly announce that they would escort felons to federal prison today, and the news was still leaked.

Fortunately, those Alex fanatical fans have gone to block the police station, but the people here don't know anything about it, and it's quite strange to see the convoy of police cars.

In particular, some Asians among the tourists are even more surprised to see young Asian faces riding police motorcycles without police uniforms.

In addition to the strange fact that there are also Asian police officers in Los Angeles, there are also people who secretly accuse Liszt of being a banana man or something.

There is nothing to say about this, that is, Liszt will now scold some people as banana people, but the kind of person who simply comes to the United States to work but insists on being a Chinese identity, spirit, and backbone, he has no prejudice.

And there is no problem with tourists who simply come to the United States, which is the norm in the era of globalization.

As for the scum who received a good education in China, but after going abroad, he slandered the motherland and wrote some kneeling and licking the diary of his beautiful father, he didn't meet it in this world, otherwise even if the system didn't allow it, he would have to kill him alive if he was punished.

Everything seemed to be uneventful, and Liszt didn't feel the danger, but he could detect some vague gaze sweeping over him.

Something unusual was noticed under the shroud of mental power, and Liszt decisively stopped and informed Bill.

"What happened to Liszt?"

"I don't know, it doesn't feel right, and I always feel like we're going to be attacked if we keep going."

"Oh, you can't handle cases based on feelings, Liszt, your detective agency has to work hard to make money."

In fact, what Bill wants to say is that if someone dares to attack, it is not the right thing, and the purpose of this mission is to clean up these, ghosts, snakes, and gods in Los Angeles as much as possible.

If we can catch all the international "celebrities" who have come over and are just running for money, it will be a purification and propaganda for the safety of Los Angeles.

He could also think that Liszt should have discovered the true face of their "fishing" this time, but there were some things that he couldn't say clearly.

Liszt scolded in his heart, this American is really not a thing, and it is not like this if he wants to make meritorious contributions: "Bill, I must remind you that there are many citizens and tourists who come here in front of you, and if there are any casualties caused by bandits attacking here, the reputation of you, the police department, and even the city government of Los Angeles will be stinky to the world, and Hollywood will no longer be prosperous." ”

Bill calmed down a lot when Liszt said this, and then he felt a chill, F*, what are you thinking about just now, meritorious service is important, and cleaning up the city's cancer is also a great pleasure, but if it ruins the reputation of Los Angeles because of this, it will turn Los Angeles into a crime city that kills indiscriminately...... Although there is a lot of darkness now, at least it is not on the bright side, but if there are citizens and tourists who are injured in the police and bandits this time, and no one goes back to care about the starting point of this incident, Los Angeles will become the cusp.

Not to mention the unpredictable murder of bandits, what kind of city allows armed bandits to attack police car convoys and kill people indiscriminately?

It also happened on Hollywood Boulevard, which is not telling everyone that Los Angeles is an unsafe place.

"It's my fault Liszt, do you have any good ideas?"

Good way? Of course.

"Now turn around and go back!"

If this fish is not caught, can it be that the fish can still be chased to the shore?

"It's impossible, no, we've come to this point, and it's too ...... to go back like this."

Too what? It's so unwilling!

Bill, who has been able to look at this incident calmly, is not a person who really doesn't care about people's lives, but he still thinks he can try something else.

In other words, everything is Liszt's feeling, and it has not been determined that there are really bandits ahead, that is, there are many people on Hollywood Avenue, and he doesn't dare to bet, like the day before yesterday, Alex was escorted to the main bureau on the way to the prison bus hijacked by someone on Hollywood Avenue, and there was a fierce shootout after SWAT arrived, fortunately there were no casualties among ordinary people, but the prison guard who drove the car died, and a prisoner on the bus also died.

But the reporter quickly arrived and made the matter a storm in the city, and he really didn't dare to bet on so many people today.

Just as he was still hesitating what to do, Liszt rushed forward on his motorcycle, raised his hand and pointed his gun at the sky and fired three shots in succession.

After a second of silence on the street, one scream after another came and went, and the American people, who were no strangers to the sound of gunfire, fled in all directions.

The motorcycle stopped in place, Liszt did not move after firing the shot, and the convoy of police cars dozens of meters behind him did not move, they were waiting.

Liszt's attention was on the "cartoon animals" in front of the store, as long as they dared to shoot innocent people, Liszt could kill them first, and he had this ability.

When Bill heard the gunshot, he almost scolded, these people are really crazy, they really don't care about anything for money, but after learning that it was Liszt who fired the gun from the car in front of him, and seeing the people who ran away in a panic, he could only complain, how can this bastard do things more recklessly than him, but it is indeed much more efficient than persuasion with good words.

It's just that it's time to write a report for him, hiss, I don't know how many hairs are going to fall out again.

When the people were almost gone, Liszt made a "catch-up" gesture to the back.

The convoy set sail again, and the shopkeeper Dennis Ogo cautiously ran out and dragged a few mascots outside, as if the mascots were so frightened by the gunfire just now that they couldn't move, Denis was so anxious that he was about to cry, didn't he hear the gunshots, he had to close the door.

The convoy continued to move forward, and without the people blocking the way, it should be much smoother, and as for the second attack, there was almost no one on the street, who would still carry out the attack.

"This kid did such a thing, have you figured out how to explain it?"

Rick was inexplicably gloating at this time.

Bill ignores him, in fact, he also feels a little wrong, but with his position, he can't also say something unreliable like intuition to solve the case.

The shopkeeper was still anxiously pushing the mascots to drive them into the store.

Bill gave the order under Rick's incomprehensible gaze, "Speed up!"

Rick is a little confused, speed up? Why do you remember to eat when you get home from work? Shouldn't we delay a little time to lure out those who have bad intentions?