Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 1050 Strategic Toll Collector

Chapter 1050 Strategic Toll Collector
There are other reasons for the spoof. The woman in front of me really doesn't look like a takeaway.

But she looks a little like Jones Meddy.

The girl seemed to be calculating Wang Dengming's intentions.

"How do you know I'm a police officer? I'm not wearing a police uniform."

Wang Dengming was wearing a pair of casual shorts, a white sweater, and sandals on his feet.

"There is only one man in the villa tonight, and the man is a policeman."

"Who told you that?"

"A person who pays generously."

"Is it a man or a woman."

"Sorry, no comments"

"Are you not afraid that I will arrest you?"

"You're never going to arrest me, get in the car."

Officer Wang hesitated.

"Don't you dare? Officer."

Wang Dengming has never received such a takeaway, which is a bit interesting, indeed a bit interesting.

"where do you live?"

"You'll know when you arrive, get in the car."

"Okay, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"Hold my waist, hold tight!"

Wang Dengming not only hugged her waist, but also reached out to her chest.

The running motorcycle was still going in a straight line, and the female rider was not unstable because of Wang Dengming's deliberate obscenity.

They came to a bar: the King's Bar.

The building direction of the bar is at right angles to the road. There is a strong smell of urine at the entrance. I don’t know if it is a masterpiece of a cat or a homeless man. The width of the entrance is only wide enough for two people to pass in and out side by side.

Four lanterns hung from the red-painted rafters.The light from these lanterns fell at such a steep downward angle that everything below was shrouded in shadow.

The takeaway took Wang Dengming forward.

To his right, there was a long bar with a top made of several thick planks supported by a few cracked rough logs standing on the uneven wooden floor.

There's a door to the left of the bar.

Wang Dengming followed in.

At one table sat five people playing cards; they did not look up at Wang Dengming, nor did they speak.The crackling of the cards and the subtle clicking of the chips made the room grow stiller.

Elsewhere in the hall there were several other groups sitting at dark tables talking and drinking.

When Wang Dengming came to their table, these people raised their heads in unison, but pretended not to see Wang Dengming at random.

They come to the end of the room.

There is another door here.

Open this door, there are corridors and rooms separated by wooden boards.

There are three rooms, and the door of each room is open.

When people arrived here, Wang Dengming became more careful.

He didn't know how dangerous it would be if he did this.

Will there be a trap here?
For example, a staircase that will take you away along a chute in the dark, a piece of furniture that hides a hidden arrow, a clock that fires bullets or stabs with a knife, a silent pistol installed in a safe, falling objects from the ceiling, the floor The trap on the bed, the bed that uses your body temperature to heat up, and then spits out poisonous gas, etc.

"What are you waiting for?"

she urged.

Her waist is slender and her back is curvaceous.

The strange thing is that she is clearly standing, but the shadow reflected on the wall seems to be sitting, and the shadow does not belong to this girl.

The optic nerve travels the room.

In the room, there was no overhead light, only a small orange desk lamp on the bedside table.

The small desk lamp was not powerful enough to light up the whole room.

What is the purpose of the girl? It is definitely not a takeaway. Wang Dengming's judgment is that those who want to take away the jade statue are another moth.

Is it a bit pretentious to follow her rashly to this small black room with no windows and only two exhaust fans.

Although the black house is small, its style is romantic and ambiguous, like a western-style new house.

"What are you waiting for?"

With her back to Wang Dengming, she urged again.

"Your people are at the door."

She turned around: "Are you scared? You don't have a cell phone, you don't have a pistol, you are alone."

"You finally confessed, what is your purpose? Call your boss out."

He felt her breath on his cheek.

"You shouldn't doubt the sincerity of a contributor, even the lowest contributor, because with people like us, society will be stable. Only men's prostates can be unblocked. Men who come here will pay quickly, leave, and others There are men again, and there are more men, and so are you, you just get paid for it."

Wang Dengming smiled cruelly.

This kind of smile is called the prelude to killing the opponent, and it is called the smile that makes the opponent immortal.

Since the other party wants to play, let's play.

"Man, you have no sense of humor!"

"Are you aware of your situation? Challenge the ghost police—you must—fucking must—at least three years in prison, and call your boss. I can make it easy for you."

The girl took a box from the bedside table, opened it, and inside were some white pills that looked like aspirin.

"How many years does this need to go to jail? Is this more serious than using a computer to sneak into someone else's company database and steal payment passwords?"

"Call your boss out, immediately, I repeat for the last time."

"Crazy, you're crazy!"

The girl puts on her clothes, quickly.

She opened the door, stood at the door, and said, "You are the most useless man I have ever seen, bah!"

Wang Dengming walked towards him, and two men appeared at the door.

A tall, thin man with a ridiculous goatee, like a beggar's prop.

Another is like a primitive tribe in Papua New Guinea, who wears wild boar teeth on his nose to play cool.

But this aborigine was frighteningly strong, and he carried a bright long knife on his shoulder.

"Delivery girl, stop for me!"

The native asked the girl, "Is that him?"

The girl nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, he is a lunatic, Losai."

Losey: "Boy, whether you do it or not, you can tip a thousand dollars, not a dime less."

"Boy, listen up, policeman! How dare you blackmail the policeman?"

"No one dares to blackmail me. My nickname is Senior Tip Collector Losey."

Wang Dengming asked Goatee: "What about you?"

"Strategic Toll Collector."

Wang Dengming laughed dumbly.

"Get the fuck out of my way!"

These two not only refused to let go, but also blocked the corridor, and the girl left without looking back.

The mere two are still trying to get in the way!

However, the senior toll collector brandished a long knife and slashed viciously at Wang Dengming's life gate!
He is cutting to death!
Although Wang Dengming said at least four times: I am a policeman.

This guy was even more aggressive.

During the fight, Wang Dengming played the job of grabbing the white blade with bare hands, and now the long knife was in his hand.

The strategic toll collector hands over another knife.

No matter how impolite Wang Dengming was, in the melee, the guy's head fell to the ground with a knife.

Luo Sai's head suddenly widened his eyes, staring at him in a daze!
(End of this chapter)

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