The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 249 Black Police
Immediately afterwards, Jack told a story about how he prevented a murder from happening by pulling over a drunk driver.

But oddly enough.The black police officer in front of him didn't focus on how many drugs and weapons the drunk man was carrying, but kept asking the female police officer who was patrolling with him about her figure with obscene words.

It made him feel a little bit wrong, however, even more wrong after experiencing a lot of trouble.

The first task of the black officer's trip was to leave the drug dealer alone, but to stop the car of the college student who bought the drug, and seize all the cash from the two poor guys in a way almost like a robbery. Then proudly holding the banknotes to show off in front of his eyes.

Jack couldn't help muttering in his heart, is such a person really the rumored anti-drug hero?
It looked like the most common black gangster on the street, and it was quite unreasonable.

This feeling of something wrong is getting stronger and stronger, until the black officer hands him a pipe, "Hey, the purpose of my being a policeman is to stop people from taking drugs, and I will never touch that thing."

The black officer persuaded again: "This is not cocaine, take a sip."

"No, something I would never touch."

But this time, the black officer didn't indulge him. He braked suddenly and stopped the car in the middle of the road. Before he could speak again, he put a pistol on his forehead.

"If I were a drug dealer, you would be dead by now!"

Jack raised his hand inexplicably.

"Boy, are you still unconvinced now? Do you think our job is to play house? As anti-drug police, we often have to mix with various drug dealers. Imagine, if you are undercover, they Suddenly handed you a pipe and asked you to taste it, what are you going to do?"

The black officer used the tone of a lesson: "At that time, do you still have to tell them that they will never touch it?
Believe me, you won't end up with anything other than dying in the line of duty. Is there something wrong with you?Listen, I don't want you on my records team, now I want you to get out of the car and go back to the office! "

Jack's eyes were red, feeling that his determination had been insulted, he suddenly snatched the pipe from the black officer's hand, lit it, and took a big drag.

He was persuaded.

Then he coughed from the smoke from his pipe.

Immediately afterwards, Jack felt his head getting more and more dizzy amidst the officer's admiration, and everything around him became groggy, and the corner of his black officer's mouth curved into a weird smile.

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Ron Genian's training day was very simple. Ron drove him around several streets in Los Angeles, and introduced him to all local snakes including Uncle Fried Chicken, Toretto and others. Everyone knows that Ian is his own man.

With this layer of identity blessing, Ron believes that as long as he is within the scope of Los Angeles, everyone will give him a little favor.

"Remember what I said? If you're stuck with a drug dealer, call Uncle Fried Chicken, he'll be happy to fix his own competitor for you.

If you meet all kinds of drag racing gangs, report Toretto's name and tell them that you are Toretto's family. Believe me, no one in this city dares to be arrogant enough to continue barking at you.

If you run into a special situation and you meet a real desperado, then run quickly, run desperately, and run to my base, even if I take my men out to perform missions, the old men in the base are enough to help you Get it, all the bandits except the regulars. "

Ron continued to explain uneasy: "It doesn't matter how old they are, but I can guarantee that you won't find a more elite team than them in the whole of Los Angeles."

Speaking of which, Ron was also worried about his brother-in-law.

Although it was Ian's own wish to be a policeman, if he was hurt, Fiona would be sad, and Ron never wanted to see his woman sad.

While trying to remember what Ron said, Ian looked at the scenery outside the window and suddenly shouted hurriedly: "Stop, stop!"

Ron flicked the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road: "What's wrong?"

"There is a fight in the alley over there! I know that person, he is Jack who graduated from the police academy with me." Ian pushed the car door and ran over there anxiously.

Ron was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he followed.

In an alley, a handsome white guy is fighting with two homeless men, and he's on the losing side.

Because when he controlled one of them with the naked choke, the other rushed to him immediately and kicked him in the abdomen frantically, and he who was controlling the person had no power to fight back at all, so he could only rely on Physical fitness to fight hard.

However, after Ian joined the battle, the balance of victory immediately tilted to his side.

Ian quickly ran into the alley, and when he was about to get close, he suddenly kicked the homeless man who was kicking and kicking Jack, and immediately rescued Jack.

The tramp turned around angrily, and just as he was about to teach his attacker a lesson, a black shadow covered his entire vision.

Immediately after Ian succeeded in one blow, he raised a trash can and threw it at him, and the homeless man was knocked unconscious, and at this moment, the homeless man who was controlled by Jack on the ground with a naked choke also Passed out from lack of oxygen.

So far, the police academy duo has won a big victory.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Ron stretched out his hand and pulled up the girl hiding in the corner. If he guessed correctly, all these disputes should be caused by her.

Why is Ron so sure?Because most of the girl's high school uniform was torn off, and a large area of ​​skin on her chest was exposed. Not surprisingly, this was another robbery case for sex, but before it happened, it was killed by two men who had just started. The rookie cops in training cleaned up.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

"You're dead!" The girl came back to her senses, and immediately kicked the unconscious homeless man on the ground.

"Hey, hey, don't be impulsive, okay?" Ron pulled the girl with a headache, and Ian also pulled Jack up, and Ron frowned: "Gentlemen, I don't intend to stop your bravery, but just now In this case, you should shoot first."

(End of this chapter)