Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 777
Late at night, amidst the silence, the low whistling sound of a car engine on State Highway 301 was like a prelude to music.

Wang Dengming thought of that music tape, it was rustling, like the rustling of reeds blown by the wind, just like what he heard now, two things with different and irrelevant attributes would be so perfectly combined.

Like the flowers of the dawn, quietly blooming in the night,
The waning moon was on top, gray and dark, like a bone-white fishhook with barbs.

He wiped his eyes, why the moon is so scary.

That was far better than the red blood moon seen in Dusk Skull Valley.

The water-like air gradually became icy cold, like a person walking into a long and narrow ice valley, getting colder as he went in.

felt it?Dear.

Sensi stacked the files one by one, which was as tall as half a person.

"I'm so amazing, I've seen so many, I'm really sleepy."

Sensi didn't seem to hear Wang Dengming's words, she stretched her waist and yawned lazily and seductively.

She was lying on the bed, curled up like a mermaid.

A lamp glowed in the veil-like mist.

This light has never been on, and it is directly in front of the police station, across the road.

Under the telephone pole, there was a person standing, it was the old lady, she was looking at the window of the police station.

Wang Dengming wanted to call Senxi, but found that Senxi had fallen asleep, with longing for happiness on his face, what did she dream about?
"Honey, I like you."

She is talking in her sleep.

"who do you like?"

"I like you."

"Who do you really like?"

Sensi laughed like a child, turned around and embraced the pillow, lying on his side, laughing intermittently like a silver bell.

Wang Dengming went out and closed the door.

With a gun in his hand, he came to the gate of the police station.

With a bang, he opened the door!
The banging sound of the iron gate seemed to come from the distant depths of the ground.

The old lady is gone.

The street lights were still on, like dazzling high beams, and Wang Dengming blinked.

The light flickered a few times, returning to a dim yellow and feeble light.

He stood on the side of the road for a while, then returned to the police station with a gun in his hand.

In the room, Sensi was lying on his back with his hands on his stomach, overlapping them up and down.

He came to the window.

Another person appeared under the telephone pole, it was Vanilla Farah!
She was wearing jeans and a tight white sweater. Her hair was tied back, which was completely different from what she had seen a few days ago.

Her frame appears large and her body is round.

She looks bulky.

He ran down and quickly opened the iron door.

"Don't run! Stop, you pretending eighth woman!"

Wang Dengming must catch her.

Vanilla Farah turned around and ran, she ran very cumbersomely, as if she was carrying a hundred-weight thing on her back.

Wang Dengming caught up with her in the blink of an eye. In the middle of the road, she turned her head and bit her teeth.

Plop, she was thrown to the ground by the police.

The policeman showed the handcuffs, put her head down with one hand, knelt on her back with one foot, and handcuffed her handcuffs with the other hand.

When Vanilla Farah was handcuffed, she didn't make a sound, she just kept struggling, as weak as someone suffering from hypochondriac.

Wang Dengming felt very bad.

He pressed Vanilla Farah's head, and the slap in the palm was not a hard skull, but like a lifeless football.

Oh shit!

He drew back his hand in fright.

"your name!"

Vanilla Farah looked down and did not answer.

"Are you Vanilla Farah? Say!"

The subdued woman still didn't speak, Wang Dengming stretched out his hand to her neck, her pulse was beating quite strong and fast.

Damn, it's alive.

He wanted to turn her over, but her clothes were like paper, and he pulled her back so that there was a big tear, like mourning clothes.

He grabbed her arm and rolled her onto the ground.

"Say, are you Vanilla Farah!"

She suddenly spit at Wang Dengming.

Oh shit!

Wang Dengming was hit, and he clearly felt wet and sticky liquid on his face.

asshole!

He grabbed the clothes on her chest and tried to pick her up.

Tear off, the whole clothes including the hood were torn off by him.

Fuck!
He felt that the woman's body was like a balloon, and it would sag into it as soon as he exerted force on a certain part of the body.

He rolled her on her stomach again, parting her thick hair with his fingers to examine her scalp.

The scalp seemed to have been stitched up, and the light wasn't very good, so he couldn't be sure.

He lowered his head a little lower.

A box car suddenly rushed over from the roadway!

Wang Dengming had no time to dodge, and was knocked out of the way, and Vanilla Farah was knocked away with him.

boom!
The bullets fired from the roof of the police station hit the side glass of the van, and the van drove away in a hurry.

He tried to stand up, dizzy for a while.

When Wang Dengming woke up, he was lying on the bed.

Sensi was beside him, he got up with a grunt.

"Honey, are you dreaming, I saw you yelling for help?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Yes, I was woken up by you. You are very cute in your dreams. What did you dream about? See how scared you are."

Wang Dengming hurriedly got up.

The flamethrower is next to the window, and the submachine gun is next to the flamethrower.

He ran downstairs and opened the iron door.

There is nothing in the middle of the road.

"What are you looking for?"

Sensi found that something was wrong with Wang Dengming, so he followed up to ask.

"You said I was dreaming?"

"Yes, yes, you went to bed early last night, before me."

"What are you talking about? You fell asleep before me. You fell asleep after sorting out the files."

"Nonsense, you go to sleep after taking a shower!"

Ten minutes later, Wang Dengming was drinking Erguotou in the office, and Sensi was watching him worriedly.

"Scumbag, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, please let me be quiet."

After drinking, Wang Dengming drove on State Highway 301 alone.

He opened the car window and let the wind blow at his head.

sutures under hair, street lamps, vans, granny
His hand on Vanilla Farah is so real, those eyes are real, her spit is real, so real, am I dreaming?

He couldn't hear the whistling of the vehicle while it was moving.

This is a silent world, this is a black and white world, the colors he sees are monotonous black and white.

This is a world like in a painting.

A Jaguar overtakes, and the driver looks sideways at him.

It was a familiar face, the face of the statuette.

Her smile reveals the temptation of a monster.

She suddenly let go of the steering wheel with both hands and took off her shirt.
Bang! !

Amid the heavy impact, the airbag knocked Wang Dengming's face almost into a pancake.

His car stopped.

He heard the wind, and someone said: Oh my God.
He seems to have returned to reality.

Miraculously, the police car was still able to drive when he returned to the police station.

Sensi just woke up. She opened her eyes and found Wang Dengming sitting beside her. She said, "Hold me."

Wang Dengming held her in his arms, and he looked at the scalp under Senxi's hair, there was no sign of stitches.

"Police slag, are you up so early?"

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

"Last night, nothing happened. I went to bed after reading the file. What happened last night?"

"No, nothing happened last night."

(End of this chapter)