The main god space is a very magical existence.

Let's put it this way.

In the main god space, the fastest people to die are always two kinds of people.

One is those who think that they are the protagonists of the destiny, this kind of person will not only die the fastest, but also the worst.

The other is the Virgin.

The Lord God does not believe in Our Lady.

Samsara, too, don't believe in Our Lady.

So......

Luke doesn't think he's the protagonist of Destiny, and he doesn't have any virgin attributes.

He was just an ordinary veteran reincarnation who had retired from the main god space.

That's all!

Lu Ke was just in the command car, and the reason why he followed Chen Huaxing's words and said that he fell in love with the hostess at first sight.

It was simply because he didn't have a good reason to leave.

Now.

That Superintendent Taylor is a big good guy.

This case is currently from the Los Angeles Police Department, even if he chops Chen Huaxing in the building and rewards him for his meritorious deeds, I am afraid that without him, even the Los Angeles Police Department will attribute the responsibility of those victims to him.

He's not stupid.

That is, the hostess does quite meet his criteria for choosing a mate.

Luke thought so in his heart, and then, under Earl's gaze, he shifted the driver's position to the back, then lay down, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

You can't go for sure.

But......

This pot, the Los Angeles Police Department must be carried, and the command must also be handed over to the Los Angeles Police Department!

One word.

Credit, he asked for it.

Black cauldron, he doesn't carry it!

The news that robbers had kidnapped the "Morning News" and launched a live broadcast could be said to be spreading at a very fast speed throughout Los Angeles and even the entire West Coast.

It's not just residents of the West Coast who witnessed Chen Huaxing's melon-eating drama in the live broadcast to a senior federal special agent named Luke.

They also witnessed with their own eyes how Chen Huaxing brazenly shot and killed two people during the live broadcast, and even threw a TV station staff member directly from the 28th floor.

Today, there is not a single program on the West Coast, or even in the Commonwealth, that dares to compete with the ratings of the "Morning News."

Today's "Morning News" ratings are outstanding!

Moreover, the people who watched this live show were not just ordinary people who ate melons.

There are even the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department and the mayor.

Director Louis was also in the conference room of the substation at the moment, watching the live show.

When Luke himself said that the reason why he didn't show up anymore was because he was kicked out of the car by a black police superintendent, the news spread almost at the speed of light to the crowd who should know the news and react differently to it!

"Bang!"

"Fark!"

The director of the Los Angeles Police Department, the phone was directly called to the combat command vehicle, and he stood in his office with an angry face, grabbed the phone, and sprayed wildly at the Taylor police superintendent on the other end of the phone: "Taylor, is your IQ as inferior as your skin color, Mom provokes Fack, do you know how much trouble you are in?" ”

Taylor, the black police superintendent in the command car, at this moment, his dark face was red.

"Director!"

"Don't call me Director, you damn stupid ass!"

The police chief was about to explode in anger, and looked at the female police officer of the press liaison office who had pushed open the door and walked in with an anxious face: "What's wrong?" ”

The female police officer looked panicked.

"Our phone calls have been flooded, and people are asking why we got Agent Rucker out of this case, and besides, African-Americans have already started to gather downstairs with us!"

"What?"

The police chief's eyes widened.

"Why?"

"The one who just dropped it is African!"

"Fack!"

The police chief grabbed the phone again and yelled at Superintendent Taylor, "Damn stupid donkey, I don't care what you do, now, immediately, immediately, get that Agent Rucker back for me." ”

The scolded Inspector Taylor, whose face turned black and ruddy and shiny, said directly as if his brain was pumping at this moment: "Director, I don't agree, I suspect that the robber inside has something to do with the yellow agent, and I am in charge of the serious crime team, I don't agree to give this case to the FBI!" ”

The heat of this case has exploded, if he can command all the robbers in it to be killed.

Black God is above.

He's going to be the most disputable superintendent in all of Los Angeles, no, the entire West Coast, no, the whole Federation.

At that time, relying on this huge fame, it will be just around the corner to storm the parliamentarians and then enter the Diet!

Obviously.

The black superintendent Taylor, like the black supervisor Bill Kings, began to think.

After Taylor finished his decision with the director on the other end of the phone, he looked directly at Hong Duo of the anti-terrorism special service team: "Team leader Hong Duo, start attacking!" ”

When Hong Duo heard this, he was slightly stunned.

"What?"

"You heard me!"

Black Police Superintendent Taylor pointed to Chen Huaxing, who was sitting on the small sofa on the screen, looking at the countdown of his watch, and said in a deep voice: "This damn yellow-skinned bastard, in front of everyone, has already killed so many hostages, I order the anti-terrorist special task force, now, immediately, immediately attack!" ”

Hondo looked at Black Superintendent Taylor with a mentally retarded look.

"Superintendent Taylor, do you know what you're talking about, what will the robbers do if the assault fails?"

"I'm not consulting you, Hondo, I'm ordering you, as the superintendent of the Los Angeles Police Department, if something happens, I'm fully responsible."

Are you kidding.

Two of the hostages have already been dropped.

He had set his back on the pot.

But as long as the other hostages are freed, then the pot doesn't matter.

But if this time, take the case to the FBI?

Credit to the FBI.

The black pot is carried by him alone?

How can it be!

I don't even want to.

Team Leader Hongdo looked at Superintendent Taylor, who was fiercely speaking in front of him, and then nodded.

He's just the head of the Counter-Terrorism Task Force.

Only those who are responsible for executing the commands are responsible.

Besides.

This black police superintendent Taylor has already said that he is fully responsible for something.

That's enough!

Hondo then turned around and left the command vehicle, and then, with M4A1 assault rifles in both hands, beckoned his crew to move towards the Columbia Building.

"Huh!"

Earl, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at the scene not far away, and was shocked, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Shet, they are planning to attack, what are you kidding, there are at least thirty hostages upstairs, is the Los Angeles Police Department crazy?" ”

Lying in the driver's seat to recuperate, and revisiting the content of the "Ancient Martial Arts - Level 8" in his memory, and trying his best to adjust his state to the best, Luke, listened to Earl's words, broke his seat, adjusted himself, and looked at the anti-terrorist special service team that had already walked towards the building, and his heart moved.

The next second.

Lu Kehe smiled: "It's not that the Los Angeles Police Department is crazy, it is estimated that the Taylor police superintendent is crazy." ”

Earl looked at Luke with some confusion.

"How dare he?"

"It's very simple, this case, if he doesn't transfer it to the FBI, I definitely won't get in the car again, if I guess correctly, it is estimated that the director of the Los Angeles Police Department ordered him to find a way to invite me back, and even transfer the case to us, he didn't agree, so he would order a forcible attack."

"But didn't he think about the consequences of a failed assault?"

"He's going to have a big deal now."

Lu Ke shrugged his shoulders and looked at Earle: "The two unlucky eggs who were pushed out by Chen Huaxing just now, the FBI will definitely not take the blame, and I will not carry it, and even the Los Angeles Police Department will not dare to carry the blame, especially after I told the reason why I was kicked out, this pot is destined to be carried only by this Taylor police commissioner, so, no matter what, he will carry the black pot." ”

Earl looked incredulous.

"But he's joking with the hostage's life."

"Yes."

Luke looked at Earl, his expression didn't change much, and his tone was the same as always: "He's stupid, and he's stupid!" ”

The level of stupidity is almost as high as that of Bill Kings.

However, considering the skin color of this Taylor police commissioner, it is also the same as that of Bill Kings, and it is even possible that he is from the same tribe.

Then that's not stupidity.

Maybe the IQ level of the people of their clan can only be just so much.

Luke smiled in his heart, and then, looking at the CBS building not far away with some expectation, his eyes moved up to the height of the twenty-eighth floor.

Brother Chen, you said that you want to give me this superhero gang, don't drop the chain for me.

If you're cleaned up by the Los Angeles Police Department, even if you die, I'll erect a mound for you, and then a monument.

Afterwards......

Spit on your grave!

"Ahh

Chen Huaxing, who was sitting on the small sofa and watching the time pass for ten minutes again, sneezed when he got up, delaying a little time.

Many staff members in the live broadcast room, looking at Chen Huaxing who got up together, their bodies swayed again, and they looked at the glass window that had broken a big hole and was swishing into the glass window filled with wind.

That's when it happened.

Chen Huaxing's in-ear headset placed in his ear came from the voice of his subordinates.

"Boss, the strips are ready to attack."

"Huh."

Chen Huaxing couldn't help laughing, looked at the camera in front of him, and then, under the gaze of at least more than 100,000 viewers, his smile turned into a chilling sneer.

"Ahh

"Boss!"

Chen Huaxing opened his mouth as if he was talking to the camera.

"The elevator blew me up!"

"Understood!"

Like everyone else, the photographer who was trembling but had not forgotten how to capture the wonderful picture subconsciously shifted the camera from Chen Huaxing to an ordinary killer in a black hood...... hand.

The killer didn't hesitate and pressed the remote control directly in his hand.

Next second!

Rumble!

……

(End of chapter)