Chapter 57: The Ice Cubes of Shit Are Really Harmful!

At this time, the onlookers were no longer in the mood to watch.

The standing position of a few people just now is probably Caesar's "Robbers" Dabai "Police" onlookers.

Approximately in a straight line. So here's the problem, the robbers are not trained professional gunmen, and they can't hit Dabai with every bullet, which means that Dabai didn't stop all the bullets. The extra bullet went to the back.

The police officers must have nothing to do, even when they are handjob, they glance at it and then stretch out their hands to shoot by feeling, completely hiding behind the police car, there is no possibility of being hit at all. So who is it possible to get shot?

Onlookers!

Caesar glanced over, and at least three of them were lying in pools of blood, the kind that remained motionless, and seven remained at the scene screaming, covering their wounded parts.

This is also the reason why the scene is not full of police, a total of 21 police officers 11 went to take care of the wounded, and the rest did to cordon off the scene.

The little officer noticed the direction of Caesar's eyes, pursed his lips and said, "We didn't want to do this, in the boss's plan, there shouldn't have been a shootout." ”

Caesar didn't look back, "Has this happened before?" ”

"Yes! A lot. That superhero's nickname is Blaster, which helped us solve a lot of criminals, but also indirectly killed a lot of people! ”

"The bank lost some money at most, right?"

"Nope! We put a tracker in the car, and the robbers couldn't escape. ”

"Looks like that shockwave disrupted your plans."

"Yes."

"Why haven't you thought about talking to him? Let him not be nosy? ”

"He's on the scene every time he shows up, and he flies away as soon as he's done, and we don't have a chance."

"Oh!"

The two of them fell silent for a moment, looking at the busy policemen.

Caesar's eyes flickered as he stared at the man lying in a pool of blood, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

At five o'clock in the evening, Caesar, who had finished taking the record, was sent home by the little policeman in a police car, and took the police car home.

When Caesar returned home, he saw the empty shoe closet, which had not changed at all when he went out, and knew that the two ladies had not yet returned home, and did not know where they had gone.

Open the fridge and pour a glass of whiskey and add two ice cubes. I was going to add three, but two days ago, I heard on TV that ice cubes and whiskey hurt the liver, and all Caesars only added two, and the ice cubes of shit are really harmful!

New York shows no signs of getting cooler in October, and summer is like a couple on a first date.

But not to the point where the air conditioner needed to be turned on, thinking about what happened today, Caesar felt a heat in his heart for no reason, so he poured a large sip of cold wine.

Caesar didn't drink alcohol before, he thought that drinking too much alcohol hurt his brain, and he used to find a beautiful girl in the phone list at random when he encountered troubles, but unfortunately he couldn't do that now.

So Caesar began to drink, and as we all know, this thing belongs to the pleasure the more you drink, the more you are happy, and the more you are sad, the more you are sad, and Caesar belongs to the latter.

He didn't know what he was upset about! What did you lose today? That SUV? Caesar didn't really care about anything outside of his body, and besides, he was not short of money at the moment. Held hostage by robbers? Maybe that's partly the reason, but Caesar didn't really care either, after all, the robbers were dead. That's right, before they could wait to live in prison, all four robbers died, and none of them survived.

Caesar thought that the only loss today was that he did not go to the appointment of the principal, but after Caesar's explanation, the old principal said very reasonably that it was okay to go again tomorrow, and he didn't know what was going on, the old man seemed to be idle for the past two days, and he sat in the office every day.

It can't be that you witnessed the death of those innocent people! Caesar thought as he took a sip of his wine.

Thinking of this, he was silent and silently took two sips of wine. Wine is really not a suitable drink, because it does not give people a good experience, and high alcohol is completely tortured to the tongue and throat, and its few advantages are that it can paralyze people's nerves.

From the mouth of the young police officer, he learned that the cause of the robbers' death was a hemorrhage from internal organs after receiving a violent impact. Two onlookers were hit by bullets in the heart and head and died on the spot, one person was hit by a bullet in the main artery in his neck and did not hold out until the arrival of the fire truck and died, and ten people were hit in arms, legs and other parts injured. Those robbers used all full-power bullets, and it was not a small hole in the body, but a big hole! Those who are hit in the arms and legs are likely to end up with a permanent disability.

Caesar himself did not kill people, and the scene of the two vampires being torn apart by himself is still vivid in Caesar's mind.

Caesar, who couldn't figure it out, gave himself a reassuring excuse for the time being, those unlucky people had nothing to do with him, he had no responsibility to grieve for them, and he still had his own life to continue.

It's shameful to escape, but it's good!

Caesar swallowed the last sip of his wine, slammed the glass on the table, turned and walked to the bedroom, where he fell asleep with his pillow in his hands.

A full glass of wine of more than 50 degrees is in the stomach, and it is strange that normal people are not dizzy.

Late at night, at a hotel in Manhattan.

As a woman's high-pitched moans fell, Phillips lay on top of Hannah in exhaustion.

Hannah gently touched Phillips's face and stared intently into his eyes, "I just noticed that you actually have a little green in your blue eyes?" ”

Phillips replied weakly: "Don't worry, you have time to get to know me better!" ”

After saying that, he got up from the bed with a chirp, felt the cigarette case in his jacket on the table, and took it out to light one for himself.

He didn't even forget to shake Hannah behind him, signaling if the latter wanted one.

Hannah frowned, lay on Phillips' grief, pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, then shook it in front of his face, and said in his ear, "Didn't you say you don't smoke?" ”

Phillips rolled his eyes vaguely, but on the surface he still said softly in a tired voice: "Baby! I'm twenty-three, and Freddy's bunch will laugh at me if I don't smoke. ”

He turned his head and pecked Hannah in the face, twisted his body around her waist, stretched out his face and rubbed her face a few times, "Obedient, give me time for a cigarette, and I'll work hard later, and we'll continue!" ”

Hannah saw that this was no longer necessary, and filled the cigarette into Phillips' mouth, who took a lighter out of his jacket pocket and lit it.

Here is a little knowledge to popularize for everyone, American cigarettes are not the same as Chinese cigarettes, the former cigarettes not only have tobacco in them, but smokers add hemp in cigarettes in order to pursue the feeling of being long.

Phillips is a different guy, he has a big hemp in his cigarettes, and he has a layer of cigarette paper wrapped around him.

Then one smoked, the two ascended to heaven, and the small room was full of smoke, and soon Hannah, who was not poisoned by Phillips, entered the stage of confusion.

Seeing this, the former took out another one from the cigarette case and filled it into Hannah's mouth, and the latter belonged to the boiling sheep and the beautiful sheep at this time, and he was half asleep and half awake, so he didn't care, and just smoked it.

After a while, the smoky room was filled with smoke and the sound of confused moans was remembered again.

As we all know, drinking alcohol is refreshing for a while, and drinking to the crematorium.

Caesar, who was woken up early the next morning, felt like his head was like Kennedy in a convertible, and he felt like he had been punched.

With a mask of pain on his forehead, Caesar casually found a pajama from the closet to put on, and then went to the kitchen to find juice to drink.

Caesar, who was holding a large bottle of juice, happened to meet Hela, who had just gotten up, who had just come out of the toilet in a very girly pink pajamas, and Caesar even saw the Disney bear logo on her collar.

My God! That's death! Caesar was shocked by this magical scene and drank all the juice, his headache and sore throat were all cured, and he was not even sleepy!

"You... Who taught you to dress like that? ”

Elizabeth, who had just come out of the bedroom with a yawn, happened to hear his words, and the clothes she was wearing were similar to Hela's, and then she put her arms around Hela's waist very kindly, and looked at Caesar with a smile, "I taught!" What do you think? ”

Caesar was stunned, poured another sip of juice on himself, and then commented with a forced smile: "Very good! Very energetic! Really young! ”

He gave a thumbs up, then walked past the two into the bathroom.

Hela turned her head to look at Elizabeth with a puzzled expression, "What's the matter, don't I look good?" She looked down at her lower body, yo! Can not see!

Elizabeth looked at Hela's good figure that couldn't be stopped by her fluffy pajamas, and grinned: "Beautiful!" How not to look good! ”

"And what's that guy's reaction? I think he dislikes the two of us? ”

"Men? There is always one or two days a month that is not normal, Ann! No problem! ”

Caesar really doesn't like the pajamas that Hela and Elizabeth wear, he grew up in a welfare home, he was deeply influenced by the dean's Christian, in fact, he is very rigid in his bones, his cognition belongs to what kind of age people should do what kind of things, the same his aesthetics also follow the cognition, and the three views are firmly established.

Mature women like Hella and Elizabeth wear such girly pajamas in his eyes, no less than Marilyn Monroe wearing labor protection clothes, or Johnson using seven degrees of space or something like that. It can't be said that it is not good-looking, after all, people are beautiful in whatever clothes they wear, but they are just awkward.

In Caesar's mind, the two girls should be suited to sexy pajamas with bright colors, not kawaii style with green paint from old cucumbers.

Anyway, the scene in the morning can't be said to be a horror for Caesar, it can only be said that he can't stand up.

Adults who grew up under the banner of an upright old American are not interested in anything from underage girls!

Therefore, Caesar, who has always been exquisite, hastily cleaned up and left home without even taking a shower, because he didn't want to see those two goods.