A soy sauce-soaked soul was sent away with one shot, and the fellow robbers who collapsed at the door of the warehouse did not seem to realize their current situation.

"Put down the gun!"

Seeing that no matter how much he shouted, the robbers were silent, and Zhang San, who had taken the bulletproof shield from the colleague who ran over, patted Barbara on the shoulder and motioned for her to follow him.

The other party doesn't dare to show his head, then he will rush forward!

"We'll cover you."

Captain Mark instructed the others to keep an eye on the door of the warehouse and the places next to it that could be crowded, and anyone who showed their head would be beaten into a shower with eight rifles.

Brother Shield pressed up with a little girl with a rifle, and they slowly touched the door against the wall of the warehouse.

The warehouse where the building materials were stacked was large, and because there were a lot of things in it, it gave the robbers a place to hide and a certain advantage.

"It doesn't matter if there's anyone on the left, just shoot at the person on the right."

Through the shield, Zhang San saw that some construction materials were already in the back of the pickup truck used by the robbers to transport goods, and a bundle of steel was still hanging from the boom.

The body lay on the right side of the vehicle, but he wasn't sure if there were any other robbers in the right side of the car.

"Ready, I'm on my left and you're on your right, remember to use the car as cover."

Holding a shield and holding a pistol, the moment he entered the door, he raised his gun and shot at the gunman who was scared by the sudden appearance of the police.

Thump.

Bang bang bang!

Behind them, Barbara also fired at a robber crouching by the wood and trying to shoot them.

The rifle girl has good marksmanship, and the robber who fell asleep immediately planted his head on the ground and flowed out of the red and white things.

"Police! Put the gun down! ”

"Put the fuck down the gun!!"

Smack————!

Outside the warehouse, Captain Mark, who was helping the two of them cover, spotted a robber hiding on the edge of the warehouse.

He was greeted by the shouts of the police officers and a dense stream of rifle rounds.

Several of the bullets were lucky enough to penetrate the wall and hit him in the head and neck, and the robber gradually closed his eyes with a warning sound.

"Drop the gun! Let's see your hand."

"Throw away the gun"

A few minutes later, two ambulances drove into the factory, and Zhang San and Barbara followed a few other colleagues to the factory gate.

The burst of gunfire had frightened the people living in the black neighborhood next door, and now a crowd of men and women were surrounding the factory to look inside.

Zhang San, who had a rifle hanging in front of him, chatted with a colleague next to him, and he asked about the security guard.

"All three people ran away, and only one called the police."

This colleague was the first to arrive, and on the way he met the black security guard whose face had turned a little white after being frightened by the robbers.

The other party looked panicked, and even the pistol on his waist was not taken out in the holster.

"Now that there are problems within the Lex Group, the factory has become a mess, and I am afraid that there will be a lot of such things in the future."

It's not just the four idiots who are hungry for building materials, these things piled up in warehouses are much easier to grab than the banks.

Zhang San guessed that at night, someone would definitely come over to fish for these things.

Evergreen Police Department.

Director Daniel, who pushed the door and walked into the office, guessed with him, and the director wanted Zhang San to work overtime tonight.

"Free supper plus one hour a hundred."

"Leave it to me."

In order to uphold the authority of the law, Zhang San took over the job.

Near noon, Officer Zhang, who was standing by the river and pulling up a big fish again, was watched by several anglers not far away.

They had been observing Zhang San for a long time, and they hadn't seen a bait that could pull a fish up every once in a while, and the companion sitting next to him hadn't caught a single one so far.

How, exactly?

Crash

Seeing that he had another fish hooked, finally someone couldn't help but get up and walked over: "Brother, do you know magic?" ”

"Your pole, why is it a metal rod tied with a fishing line?"

When a few people who came with me found out that the fishing rod used by this buddy was still the kind of simple fishing rod that children would make, their mentality collapsed a little.

No, this thing can catch fish too?

Isn't the professional fishing gear they spent a lot of money on a waste?

"There's no magic, it's all luck, I'm just a little luckier."

Because the fishing rod in Zhang San's hand was drawn, it is not wrong to say that it is luck.

Barbara, who invited him over to fish, shut herself up, and sat on a small stool with her head propped on her hands, staring at the float that she hadn't moved

Zizi

The rice is still grilled fish, and the fish grilled by Barbara, the loser, is really fragrant.

A few other anglers were also invited to come and get a copy, and although they didn't catch any big fish, they could still enjoy the taste of the big fish.

In the afternoon, on the way back to send the loser, she was very unconvinced and said that she was just unlucky today, or her luck was stolen by Zhang San!

"Don't think about the fishing competition to win the first place, go back and have a good rest, and follow me on patrol at night."

During the day alone, four idiots in body armor and fully automatic rifles rushed to the factory to grab materials, and by night there would be 100 percent more of them.

It was a great learning opportunity for Barbara.

The environment at night, coupled with the fact that there are shooting ranges where there are Tibetans inside the factory, is just the right time to practice her reflexes and observation.

After all, the suspect is likely to be the kind of person who can't see where the person is without opening his mouth, which requires a certain amount of observation.

"Sir, the Spider Queen has made a fortune."

As soon as he got home, Kara, who helped him open the door, told Zhang San a good news.

The little guy who is addicted to stock trading is indeed a bit powerful, and she has made 100 million dollars with money these days.

"Let her continue, I want to see this 100 million multiply, tenfold."

Back in the room, Zhang San took out the eternal metal he had found earlier from Lex Luther's New Zealand base.

I don't know what kind of properties the metal that faintly emits blue light has, and I heard Batman say that the international gang that has mastered unknown technology is also using this thing to create weapons and equipment, so there must be some powerful effects

Putting the metal away, he went out to find Mr. Smith, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.

In the courtyard with the American flag hanging upside down, Zhang San stepped forward and knocked on the door of the scientific research master.

Knock knock knock.

"It's you, come in."

It wasn't Smith who opened the door for him, it was a strong man with a beard.

Smith was sitting in the living room playing cards with a few younger brothers, but judging by the fact that he was only wearing a vest, it was estimated that there had been a fierce battle just now.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he was coming, Smith directly asked Zhang San about the purpose of coming over.

"Look at this thing."

Zhang San handed him a piece of metal that emitted blue light, and the other party put the card on the table and took the glowing metal and looked at it carefully.

(End of chapter)