There was a buzz in the sky, and there was a flurry on the ground.

Not only men in suits.

Ethan looked up as well, the wind rose out of thin air, rolling up his clothes and a helicopter roared towards him, shooting down searchlight posts that were moving rapidly on the ground.

In an instant, pillars of light passed them.

The pillar of light shone brightly on the stunned black policemen, and everyone noticed the FBI lettering printed on it and the heavy machine gun mounted next to the cabin door.

The large barrel of the gun made the black policemen chill.

Many people are flustered.

They looked left and right, quickly thinking about how to respond.

"Shet."

Ethan stared at the helicopter hovering in the sky with wide eyes and punched Phillips in the shoulder: "Good job, this is indeed much faster than four wheels!" ”

"Damn it~"

The bald detective grinned and rubbed his arms together.

Although he was beaten and grinned, he had a bit of smugness on his face.

The helicopter has long been arranged to be on standby in the sky, and it is also constantly circling around its position to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Since I want to win over this guy.

What if you don't show what you can do?

“FBI。”

The sound of the trumpet sounded in the sky, and he shouted: "You have been surrounded, immediately lay down your arms and surrender!" ”

"Hey~"

Among the HR members who were messing around, the man in the suit had an idea, he quickly took off the police badge hanging on his belt, waved it to the sky and shouted: "This is the NYPD, damn it, is there some misunderstanding?" ”

It doesn't matter if you can hear it or not.

The most important thing is to use the police badge to attract the attention of the other party, so that they do not dare to attack casually.

"Shoot it."

The man in the suit shook the police badge and yelled at his companion with an AK next to him, "It's not that simple, the FBI won't come over and kill him for no reason." ”

"Kill the people here again, and leave immediately."

"Damn it."

Seeing his companion's hesitation, he roared again: "What are you afraid of, the FBI is also a human being, these guns are all sold alone, who will find out about us?" ”

These words made the people around him ready to move.

A pair of fierce eyes also looked at the sky, and the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, not to mention a person.

If you don't fight to the death.

Then to stay here is to sit back and wait.

One by one, the panicked HR members had the courage to clench their guns and attack the helicopters above.

"Warning Shooting !!"

Ethan snatched the walkie-talkie from Phillips' hand and yelled inside.

Dozens of guns were fired, not to mention whether the plane was okay or not.

Those HR will definitely take the opportunity to run away a lot.

As soon as his voice sounded, the helicopter's heavy machine gun roared, and the chain of tracer bullets was quickly devoured, and a stream of light continued to pour downward with the machine gunner's control.

"Bang~~~"

As the bullet slammed into the ground, a half-meter-high column of smoke exploded around the HR member who was holding the firearm.

"Bastard."

"Don't Shoot!!"

This terrifying scene instantly shattered their will to resist.

I didn't expect the people above to move so simply, with the power of the heavy machine gun, even if it was just a hit, it was estimated that there was no chance of survival.

Before these people could react.

Several black Ford vans roared closer, coming to a sharp stop thirty meters or so away from them.

Kicking up the smoke and dust.

Heavily armed guys jumped out from behind the car, followed by the sound of dense footsteps, bulletproof shields taking the lead, and the three of them quickly surrounded the scene of the incident as a combat team.

“FBI！！！”

"Drop your weapon, right now!"

A loud shout resounded through the night sky.

Seeing these commandos wearing bulletproof vests, helmets, and standard weapons, the HR gang panicked, and all kinds of firearms in their hands crackled and threw to the ground.

"Which department are you from?"

The man in the suit who was in the lead just now raised his hands and shouted calmly: "The New York police are on a mission, call your person in charge out, damn it, this is New York." ”

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, the voice of the voice is a little stumbling.

But no one answered him.

The helicopters were still circling in the air, and the FBI assault team simply surrounded them, and after seeing the men drop their firearms, there was no next move.

On a pair of black masks, only cold eyes appeared.

This strange scene made these HR members look at each other and look extremely uneasy.

Meanwhile.

Xiao quickly pulled down the mask on his head and looked at Phillips who was standing next to him with Ethan.

"I don't."

The latter touched his old face and said happily: "This is the job I do, and there is no need to hide my face after a certain extent, and those who want my life can be lined up from here to Brooklyn." ”

He took the walkie-talkie and led the way forward.

The three of them walked quickly to the scene, passed past the members of the assault team, and came to the man in the suit.

"You're in charge?"

Finally saw a person who was willing to show his face, and the man in the suit hurriedly stepped forward with a calm face: "This is the New York Police Department, Detective Mitchell of the 107th Precinct, we received a report that there are Eastern European gangs conducting illegal transactions here." ”

"So come here and arrest you."

"You FBI guys, why are you pointing your gun at me?"

"Huh."

Phillips Spie smiled and showed the FBI badge hanging from his waist: "That's a coincidence, I also received a tip that a gang of corrupt police officers are going to execute gang members for a large number of unique products." ”

"Which of the two of us do you think is more accurate?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mitchell scrambled his neck, pulled his phone out of his pocket, and continued: "The NYPD doesn't need to explain to you about the case. ”

Unlike just now, they were already surrounded.

There is no room for revolt.

So he made up his mind in his heart, he just had to bite the matter to death, and now it was a great over-enforcement of the law, which could be completely remedied by pulling those people over just to scare them.

"Smack~"

The slap whistled and fanned, and the phone flew high.

"What are you doing?"

Mitchell looked at the dropped phone and glared at the hooded man standing nearby.

"Detective."

Ethan shrugged his shoulders with a smile in his eyes, "Would you mind if we checked out your car?" ”

I didn't come here to listen to his quibbles.

Get things done early.

Call it a day early.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he quickly pulled the guy's arm.

"Hey."

The detective still wanted to resist, and struggled desperately: "Bastard, I will complain to you." ”

"No problem." Ethan pointed into a knife, and while pulling this guy, he stabbed the other party's armpit like lightning: "My name is Robert Phillips, and your complaint is always welcome!" ”

With an inaudible muffled sound, Mitchell instantly turned into a soft-footed shrimp. (End of chapter)