Chapter 753
In '98, France, like most of the developed countries in the West, was completely unaware of the threat of terrorism and had no immediate pain at all -- unlike Britain, which had the Northern Ireland problem, and Spain, which had the Basque Country, France did not have the so-called violent forces, and the extremist religious forces that launched terrorist attacks one after another in the future were even more unconceptual. And the 911 terrorist attacks that really shook the order of the entire Western world have not yet happened, and the so-called extremist religious forces are now in the Middle East. Therefore, the security checks at major airports in France are not strict, and the same is true in the United States.
A taxi called by Bo Fu took him to the Provence airport, where he was in the lobby until dark. He watched the planes on the huge electronic display, and finally selected a direct Lufthansa flight from Provence Airport to New York's JFK Airport, which took off at 9:30 p.m. Although there are security guards and various gates from the terminal building to the airport, it is equivalent to no for the old thief Bo Fu, but it took more than ten minutes for him to go around from the outside of the terminal to the boarding passage, waiting for the plane to taxi over and prepare to board.
By 9:15 a.m., Bo Fu was already resting in the landing gear compartment...... The plane took off on time, and about twenty minutes later, the landing gear compartment was already more than minus 20 degrees, and the air pressure was very low, almost like a dead man's environment. But it didn't work for Bo Fu, who sat on the landing gear all the time, and didn't try to open the pressurized door that led to the bottom cargo compartment, which had an alarm system. "There are at least ten hours left, let's sleep first. ”
Soon, a layer of white ice flowers formed on the sleeping Bo Fu's body, but as the plane began to descend, Bo Fu woke up one step earlier, wiped the ice flowers on his body casually, and began to wait for the opportunity to leave. Around noon, the Lufthansa flight, which had flown across the Atlantic, finished landing, taxied to the passage and began to disembark passengers, while Bo Fu also jumped down while the airport attendants below were not paying attention, and the bus that blended into the airport to and from the terminal slipped into the airport terminal. It didn't take long for this guy to get out of the airport and down to the subway, and then rushed into the car with a sideways fare evasion - let's be honest, there are people evading fares every day on the New York subway. There were still more than twenty kilometers to the city of New York, and it was okay anyway, so Bo Fu simply walked along the carriage casually. Many of them were foreign tourists, but there were also a lot of New York locals as they got closer to New York. Bo Fu was now eyeing a group of young black uncles wearing thick silver necklaces, fat pants and sneakers, and T-shirts who came halfway through.
"What the fuck are you looking at?" the young Uncle Black glared at Bo Fu, all because Bo Fu looked at them with a monkey-like look. "Of course, it's Nigro (). Bo Fu replied aloud with a completely defiant smile. The Black Uncles on the other side were stunned - they had never seen such a timid guy in their lives, a single person dared to laugh at the group, and powerful people in the United States still had to care about political correctness, and those low-level people did not dare to make racist nonsense in front of them....... and then they immediately boiled, Uncle Black was originally an impulsive person accounted for the vast majority, and the other white people in this carriage immediately began to leave this carriage after hearing Bo Fu's words. Then Uncle Black began to rush - New York is still quite strict about firearms, and Uncle Black will not carry a gun on their bodies at any time unless they sell drugs. Then there was a series of screams, and a few minutes later, a group of black uncles were lying in the carriage, with tattered clothes, blue noses and swollen faces, lying on the ground and humming. Bo Fu clapped his hands, and then began to touch the "corpses" one by one.
Bo Fu was a little dissatisfied, and said scoldingly: "More than a dozen people are two hundred yuan! What a bunch of goddamn Negro poor ghosts!" he said and kicked the black uncle who seemed to be in the lead. The subway was soon to reach the next stop, and Bo Fu could see several loaded notes standing on the platform - one of the passengers must have called the police. "It's really troublesome, then I'm about to take the first step in conquering the world. Hahaha. Bo Fu bent down, grabbed a black uncle, and prepared to make a move.
The car stopped, the door opened, and the pistol had already been raised. But before they could warn the people inside, something black was thrown out. Several police officers quickly jumped out of the way, and then they found that it was a black man who had been thrown out and slid far away, lying there moaning. The next moment, one man pounced and let them all fall before the six cops could react. The person who fell couldn't even understand how it was done, he just felt a numb wrist and then his whole eyes went black, and then he fell unconscious. Birff put six Glocks into a soft bag and left the station.
After leaving the station, the guy casually walked to the middle of the road, and a Ford that braked sharply finally stopped less than thirty centimeters away from Bofu. The man above was just about to scold, the car door was forcibly opened, his collar was grabbed by a big hand, and he was dragged off the driver's seat. Then before he could react and be robbed, he was kicked in the ass and pushed to the side. Then he watched as the man who hadn't had time to see his face swaggered into his car, then closed the door, reversed, turned, and drove away.......... the guy was dumbfounded, and the only thing he could do was look around to see if there was a payphone that could be used to call the police - his phone was also in the car...... And then the police rushed out of the station, making him think that the New York police were acting faster than ever, and immediately wanted to signal the police about his situation. It turned out that the policemen were like a big enemy, and they quickly rushed to the police car and began to shout for support. However, the same police officers came to him to find out what was going on.
The police system in New York is moving -- it's still rare to take down a cop and snatch a gun, and then commit a series of crimes, hijacking a car and running away. Suddenly, a New York police helicopter appeared in the sky, and began to search along the highway according to the license plate of the reported stolen vehicle, and the helicopter was also flanked by shooters with rifles, and the SWATs had also completed their standby and began to set up a card on the other side of the road.