The golden retriever reached out and touched his nose and looked at the oil stain in his hand.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

His face was blue and white, and his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, and he stood up suddenly.

"The doctor told me."

Ethan slowly chewed on the tender beef and the dry and fragrant pho, and said vaguely, "I need to cultivate my body for a few days." ”

The python revolver was pulled out of its holster, and he broke the hammer and placed it on the table.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed diagonally at the golden retriever.

"I don't want to kill people for the past two days." Picking up a piece of siu mai and putting it in his mouth, Ethan glanced at it again: "You don't want me to break the vows, do you?" ”

Looking at the pistol on the table, the golden retriever's eyes blinked quickly.

The broken hammer seemed to fall at any moment.

"Ah Yong!"

Hong Ye, who was on the other side, threw the handkerchief aside and scolded: "Frizzy, what does it look like, sit down for me." ”

After the kid with a pinch of golden retrievers sat down, Hong Ye picked up the teacup and blew the foam.

He looked at Ethan, smiled and asked:

"How's it smelling, officer?"

"The taste of Fulong Restaurant is one of the best in Chinatown."

"Not bad." Ethan nodded, and the movements in his hand continued, and he quickly finished the dry fried beef river.

Jean, a clever little ghost, immediately poured him a cup of tea.

"I'm Ethan Morgan." Ethan wiped his mouth and took a sip of tea: "Your name is Hong Ye, that's right." ”

As he spoke, his fingers gently flicked the python handle.

"That's right."

Hong Ye saw that the direction of the muzzle was aimed at him, the corner of his eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "This is also the face given by friends in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Are you telling me that you have many friends?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "I have more friends, I can call them with a phone call, and I don't have to pay for settling-in expenses and medical expenses." ”

"There are more than 10,000 police officers in Chicago, all of them with guns, and they are all legal ones."

"Helicopters, armored vehicles."

"You can get it, you can't think of it."

"How about it, do you want to touch it?"

"I have a lot of time, I can play with you every day, and I promise not to be the same."

In the face of this kind of person, you can't give a good face.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, it is these bastards who are specifically targeting their own people.

"I didn't mean that."

Hong Ye's city government is good, he asked quietly: "This chief, I don't know what happened when you came here today?" ”

"I'm still in a hurry, so I'm not talking nonsense with you."

Ethan reached to the side, and Jean quickly took out the money in the paper bag and placed it in his hand.

"Bang."

A large stack of cash was thrown directly onto the table by Ethan, and all kinds of refreshments were smashed and turned into a mess.

"Here's $100,000."

Ethan pressed his hand on the python's revolver and returned the hammer to its original position: "This is the money that Gene's father borrowed from your casino, and now it will be returned in full." ”

Then insert the pistol back into the holster, and cover the corner of the coat with the police badge.

"All their family's savings have been wasted, and all the money from the mortgage of the house has been lost."

Ethan said with a cold face: "This is a sin created by his father, and I don't blame you." ”

"But I think you should take it when you see it, what do you think?"

"Impossible." Ah Yong next to him hurriedly said: "That old thing owes us 250,000, and you want to send us away with 100,000?" ”

"Now it's only 90,000."

Ethan retrieved a wad of cash from the table and put it back in his pocket, and then looked at the handful of golden retrievers: "Do you have anything else to say?" ”

"You."

Ah Courage's body trembled, and he wanted to stretch out his fingers.

"Shut up." Hong Ye scolded him: "With me here, when will it be your turn to speak." ”

Seeing it, this Hong Ye's authority is very heavy.

Ah Yong instantly closed his mouth and stared at him fiercely.

"Sir."

Hong Ye nodded: "You are a character, I like you." ”

"Last time we had a Chinese kid killed, you caught the murderer, right?"

"Twenty-first Bureau, Intelligence Group." He looked at Hank, who had been silent, and switched to English that was not very fluent: "Hank Boitt, you don't know me, I know you." ”

"Just 90,000, I'll make friends with you."

"This account is settled."

When he heard the Chinese children, Ah Yong remembered something, and his eyes narrowed a little.

"I'm not familiar with you."

Hank took a step forward and said with a blank face, "I hope you are a man of his word." ”

"You took the money." Ethan pinched a shrimp dumpling from the bamboo drawer and threw it into his mouth: "If I let me know, there are still people who are going to harass Jean and his family." ”

"I don't bother you."

Hong Ye looked at him and said with a smile, "I'll do it myself." ”

"Not bad."

Ethan gave him a thumbs up and got up to leave.

The group walked downstairs, and Jean let out a heavy breath as if he had unloaded his burden.

The vampire-like loan shark disappeared from his head, and as long as he worked hard, life would always get better.

"Thank you."

He looked at several people and said words of thanks excitedly.

"You're welcome, it's all your own people." Zhanmi patted him on the shoulder, and then looked to the side: "Even if I'm not there just now, Ethan can help you get it." ”

"To be honest, no one has dared to point a gun at Hong Ye for many years."

He smiled and shook his head, said hello to Hank, and turned to leave.

"Do you have a guy?"

Hank asked in a deep voice as he looked at Zhanmi's departing vehicle.

"Yes."

Ethan nodded, he didn't lack that thing now, "I need a car though." ”

"Huh."

A bunch of keys flew over.

Taking the key in his hand, Ethan smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This thing is Hank's secret base, the key to the warehouse next to the dock, and the Camry, which is also a necessary tool for them to carry out the crime.

"You go get the car first." Hank looked at the time:

"I'll call when you're ready."

Jean followed Hank back to the police station, and Ethan got into the car and drove to the dock warehouse.

Since Edwin likes to threaten others, let him taste what it is like to be threatened, for the sake of Sumner's face, he will not kill him.

But there are some flavors that must be tasted.

Half an hour later, Ethan drove to a remote intersection.

Stop the car and pull on the hood.

With a wave of his arm, two Uzi submachine guns appeared in the co-pilot.

Remove the magazine, make sure it's full of bullets, and then turn the fast and slow machine to semi-automatic mode.

Push open the door and take a few steps forward.

He was behind the grass, quietly waiting.

Not far ahead, there is an abandoned mine, where Hank and Edwin meet, and the time is about right.

Fingers tapped lightly on the submachine gun, and after a while, smoke and dust rose in the distance, and a car drove by.

From a distance, you can see Edwin sitting in the driver's seat, his face is resolute, and he has the bearing of a mature man.

I have to say that some women are just this bite.

This bastard's eloquence should also be good, and he can fascinate a female police detective like Sumner who does things simply.

When I think of this, the car is already approaching.

Ethan jerked around and picked up the two submachine guns hanging from his body.

"Da-da-da-da."

The muzzle of the gun fired, the bullet crackled against the tires, and it moved all the way up through the hood to the empty passenger seat.

Edwin was still driving leisurely when he was suddenly attacked.

The car body snatched and the glass was shattered with a thud.

Hearing the sound of bullets flying by, he was so frightened that he pushed the car door and jumped out of the car regardless of it.

"Bang."

The body fell heavily on the gravel road and rolled a few times quickly.

Impacts, scratches, sand and gravel splashes.

The whole person was dizzy, unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest, Edwin endured the severe pain and quickly pulled out the Glock on his body.

Footsteps sounded, and they approached quickly.

"Fack!"

He yelled, flicked the muzzle of his gun to where the footsteps came, and his fingers were about to pull the trigger.

"Bang."

The afterimage flashed, and the heavy boots kicked heavily on his hands.

Without firing a single shot, Glock was kicked into the air, spun around, and fell more than ten meters away.

"Shet."

Before Edwin could react, he was kicked over and stomped on the ground.

"Don't shoot, don't."

His face was crushed and deformed, and his rapid breathing blew up the dust on the ground: "I'm a senior officer of the Chicago Police Department's Department of Internal Affairs, no matter who you are, don't do stupid things." ”

"Kill me, and the police in Chicago won't let you go."

"What are the requirements, you say as soon as possible."

Damn, Ethan is so angry that he stares at the police's ass to find trouble, and if something happens, he uses the police out as a shield.

This kind of behavior is also a little too shameless.

"Don't kill me." Edwin continued to shout in horror, "I'm a police officer, and you don't want to be a police killer, do you?" ”

"No matter where you flee, you'll be caught."

"I have money, I can give you money, 100,000, 200,000, you have it."

"Bang."

A gunshot interrupted him.

Ethan stepped on his head and pulled the trigger on the ground.

The left and right hands swung the submachine gun together, and the muzzle of the gun spewed flames, which kept strafing along Edwin's body.

"Ah!!h

Edwin howled frantically, but his body didn't dare to move.

Feeling the bullets hit his side, the rubble splashed, and his body hurt for a while, and his bladder could no longer be controlled, and he was discharged for thousands of miles.

Edwin's ass was twitching wildly with the gunshot.

"Da-da-da-da."

Seven or eight more shots were fired at the soaked ground between his legs, and Ethan let go of the trigger.

"Fake, Fake."

He began to cry out loud, "You are a demon, Fakyu. ”

"Bang."

Another bullet hit him more than a dozen centimeters directly in front of his eyes.

Edwin was shocked when he saw a puff of smoke and shut his mouth completely.

Releasing the trigger, Ethan smiled.

Instead of speaking, he let go of the submachine gun, picked up an empty cartridge case, put his hand in front of Edwin's eye, and pinched it hard, squeezing the cartridge case.

Then he put away the foot that had stepped on Edwin's head and stepped back step by step.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the car and faded away that Edwin turned over, covered his crotch with his hands, and let out a burst of screams.

Go back to the dock warehouse and change out of all your clothes.

Even the brand-new boots, which were two sizes larger, were thrown into the garbage bag, everything was disposed of, and then the Ford Interceptor was driven back to the police station.

Let Edwin enjoy the threat first, and let him know that others are not only talkative.

As long as some bottom lines are breached, others will definitely have a way to treat them in the same way.

Soon he will realize that it was Hank's ghost, if he is scared, he will naturally negotiate with Hank, if he is not afraid, then next time it will not be a stroke.

"Hum~"

When driving, the phone next to it vibrates.

He glanced at it and pressed answer:

"I'm listening."

"How's it going?" Hank's voice came.

"That's it." Ethan slowly stepped on the accelerator: "You can wait for the call, I'll go back to the police station now." ”

"Go to this place."

Hank gave him an address and continued, "We just received the case, and we're getting ready to go now. ”

"Okay."

Ethan looked in his direction and hung up.

Turning the steering wheel and pressing the accelerator, the Ford Interceptor's warning lights flashed, directly past the cars in front of him, and drove forward at high speed.

It didn't take long for me to come to a construction site.

Two patrol officers have already arrived at the scene and are pulling the cordon.

"Bump."

Throwing the car door shut, he strode over: "Twenty-first Bureau, Intelligence Group, what's going on here." ”

"Hey, Ethan."

The policewoman with her back to herself turned around, her little face was red from the cold: "Why did you come here by yourself?" ”

"They'll be there in a minute."

It turned out to be Burgess, and Ethan looked at the other patrolman, her partner was a pot-bellied guy who had to be in his fifties.

The male patrolman saw that they knew, yawned, and walked to the side.

"Don't look at it, I haven't had any luck during this time."

Burgess put down his cordon, put his hands in his bulletproof vest and said depressedly: "My partners during this time are the kind of people I don't even know what to say. ”

"Can you believe it?"

She said angrily: "That guy, just parked the car behind a supermarket and went straight to sleep." ”

"Not only that, but he doesn't bother to take care of the information at the contact desk."

This guy's resentment is very heavy, and when he comes up, he crackles and complains, and after he finishes speaking, he sighs.

Burgess is a very self-motivated person, and partnering with these people is indeed torture.

But Ethan can't say anything, isn't it just to go to work and fish!

I'm very familiar with this thing.

"What's going on here?" He covered his mouth and coughed dryly.

"This way."

Only then did Burgess remember what was going on, and walked with his ponytail to a container on the ground next to him.

When he came to the blue container, Ethan knew why he had contacted the intelligence team, and he couldn't help but slow down a little, the cabinet door was open, and the broken iron locks and chains fell on the floor.

The focus is on the top, on the cabinet door, with a few explosives signs.

"Please."

He spread out his hands and said helplessly, "Don't be the kind of thing I think." ”

Dazhang, thank you for the support of the wild ghost brother No. 18, thank you!

(End of chapter)