"Bumper bumper."

Erin reached out and tapped the table a few times, "I don't think you understand." ”

"I'll just say that."

She held the cup in her hand and looked at Horstead seriously: "Ten thousand dollars, many people will be afraid of your identity, and one hundred thousand dollars, many people will not care about your identity." ”

"When you go out for a drink and go to the convenience store to buy something."

Erin held out a hand, likened to a shooting gesture: "Maybe someone will pop out of nowhere." ”

"Bang!"

"It can't be that serious, right?" Horstead was also a little flustered, and he smiled reluctantly: "Okay, I understand what you mean, I will definitely be cautious." ”

"You know what?"

Olinsky took a sip of wine, shook his head and said, "Hank and I were once rewarded by the sole traders, guess what the amount is?" ”

Facing everyone's curious eyes, he stretched out a finger:

"A million dollars!"

"Walter?" Horstead turned in shock and looked at Orlinsky incredulously.

"What are you going to do?" Rusek swallowed his drink with difficulty and asked curiously, "I mean, how did you deal with it?" ”

Not only the two of them, but everyone else looked at it intently.

It could be seen that Olinsky was enjoying this moment very much, he scratched his gray beard, waved his hand:

"As long as there is a suspicious person, get rid of it immediately."

"The route to go home every day is different, and my movement habits become irregular."

"When I found out that I was being followed."

Olinsky looked at Horstead and said in a deep voice: "If necessary, go straight to the red light, if there is a vehicle following you through the red light, then then you just need to call for support and lead those people to the middle of nowhere." ”

"When that sole dealer knew that there was nothing he could do with us, he revoked the bounty."

"Okay." Horstead nodded and extended his fist to Olinsky: "Thank you, I'll remember." ”

"Whoa, whoa."

Seeing the two of them clashing fists, Ethan spread his hands in dissatisfaction: "You damn bastards, what's going on?" ”

"Not careful, Ethan?"

"Didn't raise your vigilance, Sergeant Morgan?"

He covered his chest and said angrily and angrily, "You guys are so hateful, am I not worth caring?" ”

"I'm sorry." Nadia hurriedly shook her hands:

"Believe me, that's not what we meant, and you must be safe."

"Poof."

Rusek couldn't help but take a sip of the beer in his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa."

Irene and Antonio, who were opposite, hurriedly bounced up and squatted directly on the chair, dodging the splashed beer foam in shock.

Ethan dodges to the side as well, dodging the jet attack.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry."

Rusek's laughter and apology were repeated, and he looked at Nadia next to him with a smile: "Instead of worrying about Sheriff Morgan, you should worry about the people who want to do something to him, and help them think of a less miserable death." ”

"Oh!"

Nadia's face turned crimson and she nodded hurriedly.

The others nodded approvingly, as they hadn't seen anyone who could bargain with this guy so far.

So just now, they all knew that Ethan was pretending.

It's just that I didn't expect Nadia to be hooked.

"Damn it, Rusek!" Erin looked at the cocktails and whiskeys on the table covered in beer foam, and waved her arms in dissatisfaction: "What do you want us to drink?" ”

"It's all mine."

Facing everyone's very unkind eyes, Rusek reluctantly raised his hands: "All over again, it's all mine." ”

With that, he glanced at Ethan wryly.

Windfalls come and go as fast as they come.

I have to go to work tomorrow, and at about eleven o'clock, the drinking party ends, and everyone leaves.

"Erwin, let's talk."

Looking at the departing cars, Ethan stopped Olinsky's steps.

He walked to the side of the street lamp, took out the cigarette case, patted it habitually on his hand, and shook out a cigarette.

"Click."

The flames flickered and echoed with the street lights.

The light danced, and black and white light and shadow swam across Ethan's face.

"Dah."

The lighter lid slammed shut, and he raised his head and looked at Orlinsky, who was standing aside waiting for him to speak: "Do you have a channel to release words in the prison where Oscar is held?" ”

The bright silver Zhibao lighter flipped back and forth between Ethan's fingers.

"What do you mean?" Olinsky withdrew his gaze from the lighter, frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I have money."

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, and his white teeth showed: "I don't care about money, and I'm a person who likes to exchange gifts." ”

"Get out of here."

"Two hundred thousand dollars, for Oscar's life!"

The words fell, and the lighter was squeezed hard into the palm of his hand.

"Tsk!"

Olinsky slapped his mouth and took a bite to break the twisted candy.

He looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is indeed something you can do." ”

"No problem, and, not 200,000."

Olinsky nodded: "As long as 100,000 yuan, this kind of thing is done by a lot of people." ”

"Then arrange it." Ethan patted him on the shoulder:

"Rest assured, money is not an issue."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and each walked towards the parking place.

The next day, Ethan drove to the police station as usual.

As he approached the police station, he touched his belly, the steering wheel turned, and the Cadillac stopped near the side of the road, and the hot dog stand across the road tasted good.

When he's not making breakfast, he likes to serve it here.

It's convenient and fast.

Not only him, but also other colleagues from the police department often patronize business here.

"Porphyry."

Two horns sounded, and a bus drove past him.

"Poof."

The driver opened the window and spat out the gum vigorously.

"Hey, Fakyu."

Ethan ducked back and raised his middle finger fiercely.

The driver with sunglasses was about to scold back, but his eyes flashed at the police badge on Ethan's waist, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his head.

I put my hand down and was about to walk across the street.

"Change your behavior patterns and make your habits change."

What Olinsky said last night crept back to his mind, and Ethan shook his hand and stopped, not so hard-headed, and listen to the old man before Oscar was killed.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion rang out.

The mutation sudden, and the shockwave crashed into him with countless broken glasses, knocking him over.

"Buzz."

My head was dizzy, and what I was looking at me was ghostly.

"Bump."

A steaming thigh fell from the sky and smashed in front of Ethan.

Blood flew up and splashed all over the face.

"Fack!" Ethan roared and thumped his head hard, trying to reduce the vertigo.

Roll over sharply and look in the direction where the explosion came from.

More than 10 meters away, the bus, which was emitting flames and thick smoke, crashed headlong into a green tree.

On the carriage, a miserable howl sounded.

One or two lucky enough to escape escaped escaped by relying on their survival instincts to break out of the hollow car window, their flesh and blood blurred, walking around like the walking dead, and their mouths letting out unconscious howls.

Countless fragments of stumps fell with the bloody rain.

A clean highway becomes a slaughterhouse in an instant.

"Jingle bell, Ethan answers the phone!"

"Jingle bell, Ethan answers the phone!"

"Jingle bell, Ethan answers the phone!"

With a roll of his eyes, Ethan looked coldly at the side of the road, where the strange phone rang under a pile of leaves.

(End of chapter)