"Excuse me, you are."

Xu Hao smiled and looked at Zalu in front of him, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

FBI?

To put it bluntly, it's just a police officer with more authority than Bald Eagle.

"You can call me Sheriff Zaru." Zaru snorted coldly.

He glanced around, ignored these curious gazes, and sat directly next to Xu Hao.

"Two beers."

Zaru looked at the bartender, who had been thirsty all day and was now able to gargle with beer.

"Officer Zaru, are you looking for me?"

Xu Hao asked.

"Now you are suspected of participating in the fire fight between the forces and killing three bald eagles."

"The FBI has the right and will arrest you in accordance with the law." Zalu glanced at him, then handcuffed Xu Hao's right hand, and the other end was on his left hand.

The same is true of Wang Chao on the side, but he is just tortured to the rest of him.

The moment the handcuffs appeared on his wrists, the coldness of the tavern was a little less, but he felt a little restless.

"I'm sorry, I'm just doing it in self-defense."

"Again."

As he spoke, Xu Hao paused, and he showed a helpless look.

"Arrest me."

"This is a task given by your boss."

What is the task given by the boss?

Zaru was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes and looked at each other with a straight face.

The FBI's mission will not be published

How did the other party know?

Could it be that there is a ghost in the bureau!?

Before he could finish thinking, Xu Hao's voice came.

"Is it because of Larov?"

"I guess, your boss should have a good relationship with Larov, so he wants to arrest me to avenge him?"

Because of Larov?

Because who Zaru didn't know, his head was not explained to him, but according to the character of their deputy director, it was impossible to specifically target a Yanhuang national in order to avenge Larov.

But when he heard this, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still spoke:

"Come on, thanks, although I don't know why the boss is targeting you, I think it's better for you to cooperate with me."

As he spoke, Zaru flashed the gun at his waist.

"The smell of bullets, I'm sure you don't want to taste it."

Looking at the guns around him, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became depressed, although Zaru couldn't use it, but everyone's hearts were.

Inexplicably annoyed.

This kind of threat is obviously nothing, but it makes people feel angry!

"Tsk, Sheriff Zaru, California is a mess of porridge, don't you care about it?"

Xu Hao shook his head and smacked his tongue and said, "Dozens of well-trained FBI police officers should be able to quickly and peacefully quell a certain area." ”

"If I were you, I wouldn't choose to come to me, but first to solve the riot to avoid accidents, and then leave time to slowly clean up the target me."

This kind of question of standing on the moral high ground will be frowned upon by ordinary people and feel a little dissatisfied when they hear it.

But Zaru was no ordinary man, he drank the beer from his glass, and then laughed:

"Heh, what does the California riot have to do with me?"

"Chaos or not, it has nothing to do with me, I just obey the orders of my superiors."

Xu Hao raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically:

"In that case, if a civilian falls in front of you, will you choose to arrest me compared to me who is innocent?"

Zaru ignored the civilians around him.

The FBI's law enforcement powers are so high that almost no one dares to be presumptuous with them, and even if they do, they will be forcibly arrested and then locked up in a detention center for a few days.

As for the charges of imprisonment.

You can charge you with whatever crime you want, say that you attacked the police, or snatched a gun, in short, a lot of reasons are waiting for you to rush to the performance.

"My answer is obvious, isn't it?"

Zaru said indifferently, gesturing at the officer behind him.

These people, as long as they are divided into half, can solve the safety of a large number of civilians, but now they are being used to hunt down an 'innocent man' from the Yanhuang country.

"Heh, you're so cold-blooded."

Xu Hao grinned, "Your boss too, this riot started because of them, aren't you afraid that there will be a silent black man who will break into his room and kill himself?" ”

"Then you have to be able to break in."

Zalu didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he drank the last sip of wine, stood up, and was about to pull Xu Hao outside.

But it's a pity .

When he stood up, he bumped into a big man, causing him to stumble and almost fall down.

"Do you want to taste the handcuffs too!?"

Zaru steadied himself and said angrily to the other party.

"You say that the safety of a civilian is more important than your mission against an innocent person!?"

A muscular white man awoke from his sleep, his face expressionless, his somewhat bloodshot pair.

Zaru wanted to speak, but just as he was about to say something, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He squinted, glancing around.

I saw that at some point, everyone in the tavern stood up and looked at him directly.

'What's going on!?' ’

Zaru glanced at it a few times, and he pulled out his pistol in the order he had done before.

"Big guy, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I have ten thousand ways to make you eat guns, you'd better not me off!"

As he spoke, he shook the silver-glowing pistol in his hand, the look of threat was self-evident.

Threats are the most effective, after all, people are selfish, and few people will lose their own interests for the sake of others.

But.

If this matter is your own business, it will be different!

Suddenly, the faces of several policemen in front of Zalu suddenly turned stunned, pointing behind him, and Zalu was subconsciously puzzled.

But before he could figure it out, a crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Bang!"

A strong stinging sensation hit the top of his head, and several clear glasses fell in front of his eyes.

Zaru was stunned, he stretched out his right hand and touched the top of his head incredulously.

In his hand, there was a tingling sensation of being pierced by a sharp weapon, followed by a warmth, and he put his hand in front of his eyes.

This is

Blood.

Zaru's blood!

He turned his head incredulously, and a black man with a hideous face and a demonic look appeared in front of him, holding the unbroken handle of the wine glass in his hand.

"Bang!"

It was another crisp sound, but it wasn't coming from Zaru.

It's a police officer near the door of the tavern!

But before anyone could see who this man was.

Confusion began.

In the beginning, it was three or four people scuffling with the police.

Slowly, the number of people increased to ten, twenty, and even in the tavern, except for Xu Hao and the bartender, there was no one idle!

Even Wang Chao joined in the melee, he couldn't understand words, but he could dance his fists.

"Ding~!"

A crisp lock sounded, and Xu Hao shoved the key of the handcuffs back into the pocket of the unconscious Zalu.

He sat down at the bar, glanced at the chaotic crowd, and then turned his gaze back to the person in front of him.

He looked at the bartender with a gentle smile on his face.

"Do you want to make a picture?"

"I don't charge money."

Bartender:

Suddenly, the bartender, who had been elegant and calm, was sluggish in his action of wiping the glass.

"No, you don't."

The bartender hurriedly said.

Xu Hao smiled, not forcing the other party, but still picked up the drawing board, he turned his head and looked at the crowd on the side.

In the crowd, the police and civilians mingled, their hideous faces, bruised fists, and hoarse insults, all of which converged at this time, looking full of violence.

Xu Hao painted this scene, and he felt full of artistic sense.

The only pity is that I didn't go to an art academy, otherwise, I would have been able to paint a stunning masterpiece!

until

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out, and a crater appeared in the ceiling.

This thing used to be a great deterrent, but now.

But it is like a clarion call for a charge, raising everyone's anger to a higher level!

The FBI of Bald Eagles is world-famous, and these people are active not only in their own country, but also in other countries.

But these people, the habit of being a policeman, will not become noble because of the promotion of rank.

These people, like ordinary police officers, will turn black and white upside down, and will detain innocent people for their own benefit.

At the same time, they also have the right to shoot at their own civilians.

The premise is that the civilian threatens him, or that he is carrying a weapon of destruction, in any case, a reason is needed.

You don't need to be convinced by others, but as long as you have it, you won't get into trouble.

In the past, no one cared, they only cared about the reputation of the FBI.

But

Now, they can't defend the FBI's reputation.

"Fack, what's going on with Zaru!?"

"You rice buckets!"

"Why is there another riot in the newly pacified port east!?"

"Tasley, I need a reasonable explanation, why, your police officers in the past, not only did not play a role in pacifying, but even escalated the riots, so that the otherwise peaceful civilians also tended to be among the mob!"

In the administrative building, California Governor Dylan angrily questioned the deputy director of the FBI, Tusley.

"Damn, shut up!" Tasley's face is cloudy right now.

Zalu acted, acted according to the plan above, and he arrested Xu Hao.

The other party's strategy was good, and he surrounded the point to send reinforcements, trapping Xu Hao in a fixed area and catching turtles in the urn.

But the problem is.

Their people actually took the initiative to resist the FBI and cover the escape of targets in other countries!

It's incredible, you know, the inhabitants of Bald Eagle have a strong sense of superiority, and most of them look down on people of the rest of the race.

In their own country, they discriminate against black people, let alone people from other countries.

But they actually joined forces collectively, and in order to defend the two Yanhuang people, they openly beat up with the federal police!

Even, they took off their police uniforms and put them on a dog's body, which was insulting.

The moment he got the news, Tusli was directly stunned.

The above was expected.

Around the other party, there are indeed cases going on, and conflicts appear one after another

But the key point is that these conflicts seem to have arisen because of their own operations!?

Is this caught or not caught.

No, I want to catch it now. It's a little harder.

"Farke, those mobs are about to establish him as a creed! Just write his name in the Bible! ”

Dylan's face was like a pig's liver, and he pointed to the news report, his eyes fixed on Tusley.

Tusli was speechless.

Not long after the riots in the eastern part of the port subsided, there were riots again.

In particular, after the federal police were thrown away, the other party held an 'art exhibition' similar to a speech in the beer hall.

He asked all the civilian victims who owned the paintings to introduce their families to the rest of them, to their deceased family members.

And when it comes to these people, it is inevitable to avoid why they died.

Before, they didn't care.

But at this time, everyone was talking and exchanging their own information, and finally pointed the finger at it. Bald Eagle official itself!

That's right, they inexplicably blame all the blame on the management of the bald eagle itself!

Especially if you don't know which force, it suddenly added fuel to the fire on the news, breaking out a bunch of high-level people who still enjoy life in luxury after the riots, which makes the mood of civilians extremely depressed.

If it weren't for the absolute force of the police, these people would definitely want to take revenge on society!

If there are too many people, it will gradually evolve into domestic chaos.

Will this great power be divided?

The last one was divided, and it was only ten years from now.

The feasibility is very high, but the probability of a successful split is infinitely close to zero, but they need to pay a bloody cost to prevent this probability from happening.

But the riots have just begun to come to an end, and they have not yet recovered from the loss of tens of billions of dollars

"Tasley, your subordinates did this!"

Dylan said coldly, he didn't want to take the blame.

After the beer hall gang returned home, they began to spontaneously promote Xu Hao, so that his name took root in the hearts of rioters, civilians, and victims!

Especially that damn Yanhuang countryman.

The other party is actually going to live near the paper mill and paint for others for free!

That's right, it's free, and it's of no race, no gender.

As soon as he came to him, he would quietly paint for each other.

This kind of behavior quickly fermented word-of-mouth on the Internet, and he looked like a spiritual leader

If Xu Hao himself is a white man, he is not surprised that he is an ordinary Chinese bald eagle, and under this operation, he is not surprised that he was elected by the supporters below to compete for the leadership position in California.

"This matter has to be solved by you!"

Dylan's hands were focused on the table, and the sound of 'knock knock' represented his extreme anger.

Tasli grimaced, but couldn't argue with it.

Solved, how to solve it?

Went to arrest Xu Hao? Those civilians are going crazy to the touch!

Don't catch Xu Hao? Is that waiting for the other party's prestige to ferment a little bit!?

A knife to shrink the head, and a knife to stretch the head.

Caught between a rock and a dilemma, Tasli fell silent at this time, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

After a while, he gritted his teeth.

"Good!"

The reason why the other side is now popular with the people is that there are emotions brewing in the hearts of the people.

If, this emotion disappears, and Xu Hao does not show up in front of people.

Will the other side still be treated like this by civilians!?

No, as long as you spend a certain amount of time and control the spread of public opinion on the Internet, the other party will naturally become a lamb to the slaughter and a piece of fish on the board!

Moreover, he can also accelerate the flow of people's hearts.

Thinking of this, Tasley's brow sank, he needed someone to carry out the plan.

Unfortunately, the Bureau of Investigation has only one sheriff in Zaru, and the rest of the people are in New York State to maintain order, or are distributed in other state districts.

He really didn't want to use Zaru, but he was the only one who could use Zaru.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and dialed Zaru's phone.

"Zaru."

"Brother Hao, we survived!"

"No, the FBI can't do it either, I thought it was so ruthless!"

At this time, near the paper mill, although a day had passed, Wang Chao still excitedly said the words of the FBI to Xu Hao.

The three words FBL have appeared in various blockbusters, and now they are in personal contact, and Wang Chao found them

That's it?

"Come on, Zalu and his subordinates were attacked by a sneak attack, and they lost two people when they came up."

"At least two-thirds of the dozens of people came in the tavern one after another, and the people who were ambushed knocked unconscious one by one."

"These people still have a bit of a bottom line, they didn't shoot civilians, they just shot and demonstrated, otherwise, we will suffer the old crime."

Xu Hao stretched, he picked up a painting under his hand, and then handed it to the man in front of him who was crying silently.

"The Bureau of Investigation isn't going to give up."

"Although from an outsider's point of view, all the cause and effect is caused by Zaru's provocative remarks, which happened to be on the scars of Jaime and Raylance, which caused everything that followed."

"But, whatever the reason, it's a shame for the Bureau of Investigation."

"People with high general positions and ranks, the more sensitive they are to the sense of honor, how many years has FBL been a bald eagle? Now that such a thing has happened, we will never give up. ”

Wang Chao was stunned, and after a while, he said curtly: "Brother Hao, aren't there still these people from Gangdong?" With these civilians here, FBL doesn't dare to tear their faces and forcibly arrest them."

FBL dare?

"They won't dare, but they don't want to bear the cost."

Xu Hao shook his head, he didn't think that Jaime's gang would protect him for the rest of his life.

"Chaozi, you must know that spiritual leaders are built when they are in difficulty to become a support, a pillar of the soul."

"And once your difficult environment disappears, becomes comfortable, and returns to normal, then this so-called support will become a burden and will be quickly thrown away!"

Throughout history, any spiritual leader has often appeared when believers are suffering, and then they have grown rapidly.

For example, classical Buddhism, or the historical Taiping religion.

The most straightforward is the mustache that likes to raise his hand.

When the other party appeared, his country had to use a car to pull the money for a loaf of bread

The economy collapsed, everyone was miserable, and then, the mustache appeared.

"The bald eagle now takes a lot of internal view, and thunders to suppress the riots."

"It is estimated that in a few months, when the economy is stable, these people will gradually forget about us when they return to normal."

They forget, what happens?

It will happen, and Zaru will arrest them mercilessly!

When the time comes, once something happens and their special luck is exposed, they will be greeted either by slicing or dying, or at worst by a lifetime of captivity, and Yan Huang Guo will not be able to take them to escape by all means.

Just when Wang Chao was silent, Xu Hao suddenly smiled faintly.

"Still, I don't expect them to keep us for the rest of our lives."

"It's enough to keep it for a while."

It's enough to keep it for a while!?

Wang Chao was stunned, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

Xu Hao looked at the fine drawing paper in front of him, as well as the various papers that had been snatched from the paper mill by the mob, and a special brilliance appeared in his eyes.

The boss of the black gang passes the information to the boss of the gang, who is very interested in his business

"The Painter's Pen."

"It's not just about portraits."

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