Chapter 754

This is the first step to become the king of the world, hahaha. "As the first masterpiece in the series, it was only less than a year ago, and it didn't have time to poison American teenagers to play out this kind of plot in reality - but honestly, there is no need to poison, and several places in the United States, especially black ghettos, are similar to what they look like in the game. Bo Fu drove the car, laughing all the way, and at the same time, he already saw the helicopter hovering in the sky, and behind him, there was obviously a police car with the alarm flashing the police lights chasing after him.

In a classic American blockbuster, the road cop chase begins to unfold - and at this time, there are not only police helicopters in the sky, but also helicopters with TV station logos circling. "It's a big scene! I haven't killed anyone!" said Bo Fu, and then he threw the pistol in his bag into the passenger seat, picked it up, and reached out the window to fire at the helicopter in the sky.

To say that the effect of this kind of fire is actually similar to setting off firecrackers, anyway, it is impossible to hit a helicopter hovering at a height of more than 100 meters, that is, the TV station that filmed it cheered and caught the footage of the bandits' resistance, which increased the ratings - of course, the people who watched the live broadcast were also happy, and it is human nature to watch the excitement, isn't it?

Seeing that shooting at the sky had no effect, Bo Fu turned the gun and began to shoot at the police car behind him. The guy controlled the speed of his car so that the police cars could get closer, and then blew one of their tires with a precise shot, and the result was that the police cars behind them went off track at high speed one after another, and had to slow down and brake. At this time, the helicopter in the sky opened fire, the cabin doors on both sides opened, and a special police officer with an M4 carbine began to shoot at the car driven by Bo Fu. Bo Fu had to pull the car to the highest speed to start a serpentine maneuver, thanks to the super dynamic vision and super reaction speed, the car was driven by Bo Fu as if it were a fairy................

Soon they reached the interception line ahead, where the SWATs laid up the spikes and used the van across the road as cover. And then it all went down to no avail - the damn criminal seemed to be Superman, who had all four tires pinned by nails, but was still able to control the car and flick its tail at top speed, smashing into the road and driving away. Helicopters in the sky are always following Berfu, and the scale of police movements is increasing. "Looks like you've reached the four-star wanted level?" Bo Fu sighed, then slammed the tattered SUV into the warehouse complex below the New York Highway, then dropped the car and began to run on foot.

The door of the convenience store opened, and the young clerk standing behind the cash register simply turned his head to look at the man who had entered, and after seeing that it was an Asian man, he continued to look intently at the television set diagonally above his head, which was playing a live broadcast of the pursuit of the culprit. As an Asian man, he is one of the least dangerous races in New York ethnography, about one in five black uncles or one-third of old Mo. The only thing to worry about is whether the Asian man will steal something......... Although he was watching TV, the clerk's eyes still paid attention to the man's movements. He grabbed a bottle of Coke, grabbed a few Snickers bars and a few large chocolates, and walked to the cash register.

"Hello, huh......... Do the math for me. Then......." Bo Fu put his things on the cash register, then took out a pistol and pointed it at the head of the clerk's little brother, "Please lend me some money." The boy was visibly frightened, and even forgot to open the cash register quickly and let the robber take the money—if it was Uncle Black, the little brother would have to eat bullets, but Bo Fu was a good man, and he kindly opened the cash register himself. The clerk was very cooperative and did not dare to move anything, and let Bo Fu take the ticket of about two hundred dollars from the cash register. "It's not a problem of robbing more money or less money, the problem is the attitude of conquering the world! A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, starting with robbing a convenience store!" Bo Fu put two hundred yuan in his pocket and went out. At this time, the clerk dared to press the alarm button for help.

The strips came very quickly - Bo Fu's car was in this area where the helicopters in the sky were temporarily lost and then rediscovered, and naturally a large number of strips were searched here in a dragnet style. Bo Fu's speed of movement is completely unscientific, and his speed is about the same as that of a car on the road. A few minutes later, he had already left the hapless Xinxiang policeman behind, this time he walked to the side of the road again, smashed the door glass of a Ford with the handle of his gun, ignored the beep of the alarm in the car, reached out and opened the door and sat in, smashed the plastic shell under the steering wheel with a punch, and started the car to run between the ignition lines.

The direction of the run was towards New Jersey - it was really Bert Fu who wanted to have fun, or at least try to rob a gun shop, which was the real American past, and he succeeded. The owner of the gun shop was injured, and Bo Fu, as a veteran, shot very accurately, he shot the boss in the stomach, accurately avoiding all the vital organs, but still made the boss lose the ability to move. Then Bo Fu carefully began to choose weapons - this is an ordinary gun shop, most of which consists of all kinds of sporting rifles, pistols, and semi-automatic rifles, and since the age is not 96 years ago, there are no automatic weapons. Bo Fu chose a Seiko M1911A1 improved model and a Anaconda revolver for a long time, and then chose an AR15 heavy barrel model and the shopkeeper's collection of Chinese-made Type 56 submachine guns for sale, and finally he took a lot of bullets and several magazines, and pulled out a 56-punch drum from the souvenir under the shopkeeper's cabinet

When Bo Fu took the harvest and threw it into the trunk of the stolen car, he kindly put the phone in the store to the shopkeeper who was lying on the ground and hummed, and then pressed the alarm button of the local police station. As a well-intentioned robber, Bo Fu has achieved perfection without killing and robbing. "The bank has already grabbed a lot, and now there is a little money in the pocket, so it is better to stop doing it for the time being. Let's enjoy the famous Big Apple Xinxiang's drunken lantern riddles. ”

But he wasn't destined to enjoy it for long - the surveillance of the gun shop captured the image of this man who completely disdained to hide his appearance, and then the wanted warrants with his big portrait were sent to various police stations and street patrol officers in Xinxiang