American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 25 25
Kate thought about it for a while, and it really made sense.

Unless it's a heinous criminal, no one is out of their minds to assassinate the police.

Because doing so often leads to targeted retaliation by the police.

In the face of the state apparatus, individuals are extremely fragile and in an absolutely weak position. Unless the individual has mastered supernatural power, otherwise the provocation of the state apparatus will often be crushed to nothing.

Kate approached cautiously, and took out more than one ID from Ron's jacket pocket.

After reading the two documents in astonishment, Kate was dubious, "Are you still from the Bureau of Investigation?"

"Any questions?"

"no!"

As a result, the girl actually called the headquarters.

The query result certificate is of course true.

"Give!"

Kate handed the papers to Ron.

"Just joined the FBI?"

Kate hesitated, pursed her lips, and nodded.

Both of them were a little embarrassed, but Ron was embarrassed.

Because melee combat is too good, the woman called Kate pointed a gun at it.

No, this time when I go back, I must practice melee combat skills hard, Ron secretly made up his mind.

The embarrassing thing for Kate is that Ron turned out to be a colleague, and this colleague also saw her wild side.

"I'm sorry just now."

"No, let's take a look at your calves."

Kate felt a burning pain in his calf.

Pulling back the trouser legs, two black and blue palm prints appeared on the smooth and white calf.

"Don't move, do you have Dieda wine? I'll apply it for you."

As a policeman, Kate's house always has Dieda wine.

With Dieda wine, it will be easier.

Kate sat on the sofa, showing her fair and slender legs.

Because Kate often trains, her calves are well-proportioned and powerful.

Ron hugged Kate's calf, kneading it gently with both hands, loving it, and not letting go of the leg.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!"

"Is it itchy?"

"a little bit!"

Ambiguous atmosphere, soothing music.

The two kept getting closer and closer.

Their eyes were slightly closed, and Kate's long eyelashes fluttered like never before.

Breathing each other's breath.

They ended up embracing each other.

More than [-] words are omitted here...

The next day, under the sunshine.

Ron woke up, and Kate in his arms had disheveled hair, jade-like skin, and was still sleeping soundly with her eyes closed.

Ron got out of bed quietly, found his own among the scattered clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

After washing up, he was going to go out and buy some food and come back.

Kate wakes up in the afternoon and fills her belly with the heat.

Ron opened the door and walked to the car parked in the courtyard.

As soon as he opened the car door, he heard the sound of a steel wire snapping.

The voice was small but could not escape Ron's ears.

Then his sharp eye saw the corner of the red bomb under the seat.

Mazefak.

Ron turned around quickly, pressed his legs down, and lunged forward with all his strength.

His superhuman physique, coupled with the blast wave, made him fly more than three meters.

"Boom!"

Red lights flickered, there was an explosion, and then windows shattered and flames shot out.

Ron's head was spinning.

He shook his head to wake himself up quickly.

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and the gasoline in the oil tank exploded under the scorching flames. The entire car was blown up, and then fell heavily to the ground. The fuel splashed out and sparks shot out.

Sparks landed on Ron, who was prostrate on the ground.

Ron got up from the ground and took off his clothes quickly.

"Shhhhhh!"

The sound of bullets piercing through the air hit, Ron threw his clothes and rolled to the side.

As he rolled, the flames on the trouser legs were lucky enough to be crushed out.

Parked on the side of the road, the doors of three black sedans were opened, and eight big men in black suits and guns came out from inside.

Two of them were holding Uzi submachine guns, and they kept pulling the trigger with a frenzied face. The muzzles of the guns fired wildly at Ron, the shell casings flew, and the bullets slanted down like rain.

"Da da da……"

Ron rolled to the side suddenly, extremely fast.

Bullets swept past him, and pieces of turf flew up.

"Pfft!"

The sound of bullets entering the flesh sounded, and Ron felt that he had been shot twice in his right leg, and the bullets remained in it.

He guessed it was probably a ricochet, because the wound was not deep.

At this moment, Ron finally pulled out the pistol from his waist.

"Resistance!"

Two shots were fired, and the bullets passed between the eyebrows of the two big men.

The sound of the submachine gun stopped abruptly.

The remaining six big men holding Beretta 92F pistols were stunned, and then they all shot at Ron.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bullet grazed Ron's cheek, and the skin was cut by the bullet, leaving a bloodstain. Ron quickly rolled towards the flower pot next to him.

"Clang clang clang."

There was the sound of crockpots shattering.

"what!"

With a scream, one of the big men was shot in the shoulder suddenly.

"There is someone on the second floor of the riding horse!"

The big man roared angrily, and then the big man was shot in the chest and fell down.

It turned out that it was Kate who woke up from her sleep when she heard explosions and gunshots.

She found a gun, successfully attacked from the direction of the glass window on the second floor, and killed a gangster.

There were five people left, and two of them shot at the glass windows on the second floor.

The remaining three shot Ron.

At the same time, they backed away slowly so that they could hide behind the car and better protect themselves.

It is their plan to advance and attack, and to retreat and defend.

The appearance of Kate finally gave Ron the chance to get up from the ground.

He quickly ran to the side, following his run.

His heart was beating rapidly, and there were strong and rapid heartbeats, and the blood suddenly accelerated, but the surrounding images slowed down.

The bullet suddenly became extremely slow in his eyes.

I spent 5 skill points before, and the upgraded first-level gun fighting technique came in handy.

Ron pulled the trigger on the five.

"Anti-anti-anti..."

Accompanied by five gunshots, the bullets passed through the heads of five people one after another, bringing up five red and white blood flowers, and the gunshots stopped abruptly.

The bodies of the five big men stagnated, shaking and falling in a pool of blood.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately there were stabbing pains in his shoulder, right leg, and abdomen.

He looked down and realized that at some point, not only his right leg, but also his abdomen and shoulder were also shot.

For him, these are minor injuries that heal quickly.

Ron held the gun in both hands, and slowly approached the three black cars on the road.

Fortunately, all the criminals were shot dead on the spot.

In a room in a small four-story building not far away, Howard stood by the window, holding a binoculars, watching Ron survive bombs and gunshots, still alive and kicking, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

Next to him was a white man who kept chewing gum, his eyes were close to the scope, his shoulder was against the butt of the gun, and his finger was slowly moving towards the trigger of the sniper rifle.

"The opportunity is once in a lifetime, and your mutual aid association has failed again."

Howard looked at the white man and said coldly.

The reason for saying this is because he was the one who notified these gangsters.

Through the network, Howard learned that a group of drug dealers on the US-Mexico border were tracking Ron and the others, so he disclosed Ron's whereabouts to the drug dealer.

The drug dealers were naturally the ones chasing Lu Welin and Anton.

Their purpose is for the $200 million.

In Howard's plan...

Of course it would be best if the drug dealer managed to get rid of Ron.

If he fails to kill Ron, his side will take action immediately to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Once climbed to the squadron leader of the Robbery and Murder Division, he has insight into human nature.

After Ron killed all the drug dealers and was lucky enough to survive, he would definitely feel like he had survived the catastrophe. This time was when he was most relaxed and careless.

At this time, there is absolutely no possibility of failure!

Because of this, Howard will say that the opportunity is once in a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)