American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 24 24 Is there a possibility

"This kind of feasting and feasting place is really not suitable for me who is clean and self-sufficient."

Ron didn't miss the place of fireworks, and resolutely walked out of the bar.

As a principled person, how can he use his lower body to think about problems?
In fact, there were only a few beauties in the bar that he liked, and they all fell under Sandy's money offensive, so why stay there?
Staying inside, I can only watch Sandy throwing money crazily to pretend to be aggressive.

Mad, throwing money is cheating.

Facts have proved that talented players are still not worth paying players in the end.

It's unreasonable that no one cares about his face and figure.

So, might as well go back to sleep earlier.

Ron walked towards his second-hand car with a frustrated face.

Beside the car, he saw two figures.

"Miss, get drunk, where is your home, I will take you home!"

I saw a well-dressed middle-aged man with a wretched face saying to the drunken beauty next to him.

The beauty's cheeks were slightly red, her facial features were clear and delicate, and she walked staggeringly, probably from drinking too much.

She was wearing a gray T-shirt and black high-heeled jeans, her legs were straight and slender, and she had a slim figure.

"Who are you? I don't know you, go away."

Although the woman is drunk, she is still sane.

She obviously didn't recognize the middle-aged man in front of her.

The middle-aged man forcibly embraced the woman's slender waist.

"I don't know you, don't you know me now? My name is Tynold, the manager of Whitley Supermarket, and I'm not a bad person."

Huideli Supermarket has branches in major cities across the United States, and its assets are valued at nearly [-] billion yuan. This guy can be a manager.

Even though it might just be the manager of Chula Vista, that's kind of a success.

The woman shyly pushed Taynold's hands away.

"I warn you, don't touch me."

"Don't touch, don't touch..."

Even though Tenold said so, his body leaned towards the beautiful woman very honestly.

Ron was furious.

Bold, in broad daylight.

How can I tolerate this kind of pervert with a few stinky money in the United States.

Ron's sense of justice was about to burst through his chest.

The depression in my heart dissipated in an instant, and the opportunity for the hero to save the beauty came.The so-called heroes save the beauty, heroes and beauties, both are indispensable.

Right now, there are beauties and villains, and he is the hero who needs to make his debut.

Ron clenched his fists and rushed over aggressively.

He wanted fat white men to understand the price of playing hooligans.

The woman staggered again.

"Miss, be careful!"

Taynold's salty hand reached for the woman's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the woman made a sudden force with her right hand, and an elbow hit Tynold's abdomen.

He almost breathed out in pain, and staggered back a few steps, just in time to distance himself from the woman.

The woman turned around quickly and kicked Thunderbolt repeatedly.

Just kicked Tynold in the crotch.

Tennold's facial features were distorted.

He knelt on the ground with his eyes turned white, and slowly bent his head to the ground.

Lying sideways on the ground, panting heavily, let out a weak moan.

Clenching his fists tightly, Ron, who was about to come over to save the beauty, saw the man twitching in pain.

As a man, he felt empathy, he felt a vague sadness in his balls, and instinctively stopped.

Seeing Ron clenching his fists and rushing over, the woman thought Ron was the man's bodyguard.

Clench your hands in front of your chest in a standard boxing motion.

Ron waved his hands again and again, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I'm not a pervert, I'm here to save you."

After seeing Ron's appearance clearly, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her fist.

After turning into a vampire, Ron's skin became whiter, his facial features became tougher, and his eyes turned blue, like stars.

Objectively, he has become more in line with the aesthetics of Westerners.

In a word, Ron's protagonist's face became more obvious.

Such a person can only be a hero, how could he be a pervert?
Even if she is lustful, it is still romantic.

Like wits, lascivious ones are called romantic wits or wits and wits.

It is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with a pervert.

The relaxed woman staggered slightly.

Seeing Ron stuck in place, he gave Ron an amorous glance, his pretty face blushing.

"I'm drunk, quickly... Come and help me."

Ron froze.

Tenold, who was still rolling on the ground, stopped moaning, sweating profusely, and looked at the woman in a state of embarrassment, his eyeballs almost popping out.

The woman covers her forehead with her palms.

"My head is so dizzy, so dizzy!"

Ron recovered from his stupefaction, trotted up quickly, and grabbed the dizzy woman.

The woman's body was extremely soft, and she leaned against Ron's arms.

Smelling the faint scent, Ron opened the door and helped the woman into the car.

He whistled and sat in the cab, the engine started, and the car spewed out black and foul-smelling exhaust.

Tenold sniffed the smell of gasoline in the wind, with a suspicious look on his face.

"You... bah, bitches!"

……

Kate didn't really drink much.

So, she recovered very quickly.

When she got home, she was wide awake.

When it was delivered to the door, Ron bid farewell in a gentlemanly manner.

Kate offered to let Ron come and sit at home.

Just do it, as if no one would dare.

In the melodious music.

Holding Kate's waist, the two young bodies gasped and kissed passionately.

Suddenly, they were all taken aback.

Because they both touched the calluses between each other's index fingers and thumbs.

This is the callus that often comes from practicing guns and holding guns.

Ron recalls Kate taking down the satyr in a snap.

This woman's background is not simple. Could it be that she is a killer?
Ron thought about fraternity.

Between lightning and flint, the two pushed each other away.

Kate hit Ron with a high whip.

Those long legs, that posture, really have a good waist and good legs.

Ron's head, which hadn't had much to drink, was completely awake.

He covered his chest with his hands, blocking the sharp kick.

Not only that, he also grabbed Kate's right leg.

Kate twisted violently, and Ron's body crashed to the ground.

Kate's legs clamped tightly around Ron's head.

Ron was stunned. He knew that his melee combat was very ordinary, and he didn't have any melee skills, but he didn't expect it to be so ordinary.

Fortunately, Ron's strength was far superior to Kate's, and he clamped Kate's feet tightly with both hands, and opened them without any effort.

Just about to take action, Kate's waist twisted into more than 20 degrees.

The cold barrel of the gun rested on Ron's head.

"release!"

Ron froze, stopped his movements, and slowly let go of his hands.

Kate quickly got up from the ground and shouted: "FBI, you have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court!"

"Kneel down and put your head in your hands!"

Ron: "..."

Kate's chest heaved violently, and sweat ran down her cheeks.

"What are you doing in a daze? Put your head in your hands and kneel down!"

Ron looked at the imposing Kate speechlessly.

"You said, is there a possibility that I am also the FBI?"

"You, FBI? How come I don't know you?"

There are very few ethnic minorities in the FBI, and Ron is so handsome, it is impossible for her not to know him.

"I'm really the FBI, but not the FBI here. I'm from Los Angeles. If you don't believe me, I have my ID in my coat pocket."

"You can't fool me. You must be a drug dealer, pretending to be an ordinary person so that you can attack me."

"Have you got the evidence of the drug dealer's drug trafficking? Or have you taken the drug dealer's money or goods, and they want to settle accounts with you?"

"No."

"Are you a newcomer? You are very vigilant! But have you ever thought that drug dealers are begging for money, and want to provoke the FBI for Mao? Are they out of their minds!"

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