As a highly educated person, Goldsender never believed in any paranormal phenomena. Anything like resurrection after death, reenactment of scenes, and prediction of the future are all nonsense made up in the lace tabloids for him. So when these things really happened to him, he was stunned.

To better understand the current state of Coxenda, let's go back to a day ago.

Los Santos, USA, 1992.

As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the host's passionate voice came from the car radio: "Today is Monday, June 15, and Los Santos continues to maintain sunny and hot weather. The maximum temperature is 99 degrees Fahrenheit (37 degrees Celsius) and the lowest temperature is 77 degrees Celsius (25 degrees Celsius). Here's a piece of news: ......"

Gao Xianda wiped his sweat and couldn't help but scold: "This damn weather, it hasn't rained for almost a week, it's almost a hot death!" ”

Even if it was only eight o'clock in the morning, the oblique sunlight was already faintly scorching. As the sun rises, it won't be long before the car turns into a moving oven.

As soon as the air conditioner is turned on, the old police car vibrates violently and makes a loud noise similar to throwing dumbbells into a washing machine. To prevent others from mistakenly thinking that he was doing something undesirable, he turned off the engine and rolled down all four windows, hoping that a slight breeze would blow through him to bring some coolness. But it was obviously useless, and the sweat kept coming out of the skin, soaking the clothes.

Not being hot also has the benefit of being hot. Gao Xianda's gaze swept through the blue sunglasses to the street, which was full of white thighs. The girls wore low-cut suspenders, short skirts and hot pants, and walked down the street on flip-flops. It's a good view.

I forgot to mention that Gao Xianda is a police officer and is picking up his boss to work at the moment.

In the United States, it is not so easy to become a police officer, especially for a Chinese. Fortunately, he is a third-generation immigrant, and he is already an American with "good roots", at least on the surface, he will not be discriminated against.

But secretly, he will still be treated unequally. Most of the white students who graduated from the police academy during the same period have been assigned to work in important departments such as the anti-narcotics team, the anti-crime team, and the serious crime team.

Patrolling a fixed few streets every day, maintaining order and posting tickets is a quiet job for people who just want to make ends meet, but it is also destined to stay away from the opportunity for a quick promotion.

It's as if his boss, a black man named Brad, is almost fifty this year, and half a foot has stepped through the door of retirement. He has worked as a police officer all his life, and although he has achieved a higher rank than Gao Xianda, he is still just a team leader. As a patrol officer in a team of two, his subordinates are actually only Gao Xianda, who has just joined the company.

So Brad has long understood that he has no hope of promotion, and now he just wants to mix peacefully until retirement.

Like most blacks at the bottom of society, Brad was a man of strength over intelligence, and he had muscles in his head. He spends his spare time at the gym, and his hobby is just eating.

So he was stacked very tall, nearly two meters tall, weighing no less than three hundred pounds, with well-developed muscle masses all over his body, looking like a moving mountain of meat.

Not long after eight o'clock, he arrived, pulled the car door, and sat in. The entire police car was crushed and lowered by a few centimeters.

"Good morning!" Brad exclaimed, his voice as loud as his physique. Then a paper bag was thrown over.

"BurgerShot specials, buy one get one free on the double MeatStack, I'll get one for you." Brad said.

Gao Xianda said with a smile: "You ate so greasy in the morning, no wonder you are three hundred pounds." However, he still took the paper bag and asked casually, "Buy one get one free?" Here's this for me, can you eat a burger? ”

"What are you kidding," Brad laughed, pulling out a larger paper bag, "buy one get one free, buy three is naturally three free, I have five more here!" ”

Burger Grill's new double-decker castle is an upgraded version of their signature Beef Tower, which is the size of a human face and contains two layers of thick beef patties, three slices of bacon and an omelette, and plenty of lettuce, onions and tomatoes as an adjunct. The specialty sauce is also generous, and when you pinch it in your hand, a sticky yellow cheese slowly flows down the inside, and it is full of a greasy feeling.

Gao Xianda is more than 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 170 pounds, which is considered a big physique among Chinese. Naturally, his appetite is not small, but if he eats this greasy food early in the morning, his appetite is still not too good. He only took a small bite and ate only half of it for a while.

Brad ate this junk food in a completely different state, and it only took three or four bites for a huge castle to enter his stomach. He was able to destroy those five Imperial Castles faster than Gao Xianda could eat these half Imperial Castles.

As he ate, Gao Xianda's gaze continued to wander on the thighs on the street. This is a rare pleasure to be a patrol officer. However, the streets are not full of beautiful women, and the occasional sweep of scantily clad dinosaurs or bloated aunts also makes people a little unappetizing.

Today's luck was good, there was a beautiful woman with a hot body who attracted Gao Xianda's attention.

It is not an exaggeration to use the word "beauty" to describe it. She wore a low-cut white shirt, a close-fitting short skirt, and open-toed high-heeled sandals, and walked with a twist and twist, fully revealing her graceful figure. Her two slender legs seemed to be carved from white jade, and the vermilion painted on her toenails was red agate inlaid on them. A pair of no less than 36E** swayed from side to side with a light pace, showing softness and elasticity. And her face is even more beautiful, which makes Gao Xianda even have an illusion of déjà vu.

She has a leather bag between her left elbow, a cup of coffee in her hand, and a mobile phone in her right hand, making phone calls as she walks.

Good-looking people are generally not too poor, and in 1992, mobile phones were still a novelty, and the huge logo on her bag showed off its value to outsiders.

This beauty doesn't seem to be in a good mood from the looks of her expression, and she is arguing with someone, but this does not affect her beauty in the slightest. After all, she is just a passerby, and her mood has nothing to do with Gao Xianda, as long as the neckline is low enough and the skirt is short enough.

At this time, a person who looked like an office worker next to him seemed to be in a hurry, and he didn't care about looking at the road, so he hurried over. This beautiful woman was accidentally hit.

She was wearing high heels, her center of gravity was unstable, and she was holding a bunch of things in her hand, and when she stumbled, the bag in her hand was knocked to the ground, and the coffee was spilled on the ground.

The beauty hurriedly bent down to pick up the bag. Her bust was already strong, her neckline was low, and the two white greasy balls on her chest loomed in the simple clothing.

It's a great sight indeed. Gao Xianda swallowed a mouthful of saliva deeply, and secretly said that today was really worth it, and he paid attention to her for a while.

But at this time, a person suddenly burst out of the stab, grabbed the bag on the ground, and ran away quickly!