The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 1030 New Year's Snow Night (Ten)

Bishop's argument made sense, so Ronick removed the guy's handcuffs and put him back in the cell, to which Jack just shrugged.

Although this guy has a familiar face, this is not the world of "The Matrix". As an FBI agent, Jack is naturally hostile to this gangster boss.

He had read a lot of online novels in his previous life, and he almost developed a physical aversion to those plots where the big guys would bow down to them regardless of their position, or even lick their ass in various ways. After coming to this world, he never thought of doing so.

After all, life is not a novel. Although it may be outrageous occasionally, the degree of outrage of the former may be far greater than the latter, but Jack firmly believes in one thing,
Even the relationship between parents and children is a two-way relationship, and requires positive feedback from each other to maintain it in the long run, otherwise they will become enemies sooner or later.

Jack is just handsome, but he was handsome in his previous life, and he will be cheated when the time comes.

As the old saying goes, people are free from doubts at the age of 40. This person just happened to be on this side before traveling through time. He can't be said to be slick, but he is somewhat old-fashioned in his dealings with people. At least he seems to lack motivation compared to those passionate young people who traveled through time at the age of 18.

If he didn't have any plug-ins, his most likely choice would be to make a small fortune using Bitcoin, and then find a city with better public security or a small Asian country with a more developed economy to live comfortably, such as Neon or Lijiaopo.

Instead of becoming an LAPD officer, exchanging shots with gangsters to empty the magazine, and then joining the FBI, driving an ambulance full of explosives into Central Park and going through life and death.

Jack doesn't have a hero complex, nor does he think that he is invincible with cheats. He has to find excitement for himself and live like a gamer living in a virtual world.

On the contrary, all this is because he has deeply experienced the reality of this world and knows that everyone around him is a living person with independent thoughts, rather than an NPC that follows certain fixed programs.

Maybe he lived a little too realistically in his previous life because of his limited abilities. Now that he is blessed in this life, he might as well live a more ideal and romantic life. There is no underworld in America, but Jack has his own underworld in his heart.

So let alone the big black guy Bishop, even if John Wick appeared in front of him, Jack would prioritize the positions of both parties, and maybe even compare whose gun fighting skills were more authentic.

There's nothing we can do about it. It's because this poor FBI agent has to play a cannon fodder role in many Hollywood blockbusters. Sometimes he even has no stance at all and is just there to give himself up in order to highlight the protagonist's awesomeness.

The audience will not consider whether one of these innocent cannon fodders may be the father of a child, or the only child of an old man.

Similar examples include the innocent passers-by in the Fast and Furious series who were involved in car accidents caused by the protagonists.

Jack had no idea what kind of plot he was in this time. Anyway, this world had been sewn into something very weird a long time ago, and he had gotten so used to it that he couldn't get used to it anymore.

But he could probably guess that Bishop was probably an important supporting character or even one of the protagonists in the original plot. The problem was what did this have to do with him?

What the big black guy said was right. At the moment, they were indeed on the same side, but both Jack and John were very clear about their position. They were here to help, and Sheriff Ronnick was the one who made the decisions.

Although the old police officer Jasper shouted that he wanted to throw Bishop out in exchange for the other party letting the other people in the police station go, he couldn't really do it because of Ronick's opposition.

However, although Ronik was worried about Bishop, he still wanted to win over the other three prisoners. However, he was scolded before he could say a few words, even when he told them that the people outside were a group of corrupt police officers who killed people to silence them.

"Those government-sanctioned gangsters are abusing their power again, right? That's your business and that of your corrupt colleagues, not ours. Why can't you be kind enough to open this cage and let us out?"

The person who said this was the drug addict with red eyes. Jack remembered that he seemed to have been arrested for robbing a fast food restaurant at knifepoint.

The black guy who was in the same cell with him and called himself Smelly grabbed the newsboy cap he was wearing, rubbed his green head vigorously, and then followed him to agree, speaking with the unique rap tone of black people. "This shit has nothing to do with Smelly, let Smelly go, let me go!"

Speechless, Ronnick touched the pocket containing the cell key. Seeing that these guys still couldn't figure out the situation, he could only sigh helplessly and turn away.

He had originally wanted to release these guys to help with the defense, but now it looked like these idiots would escape from the police station and die the moment the cells were opened.

There was nothing more to say to Jack and these guys. They hid in the shadows at the entrance of the passage and waited quietly for the enemy to attack.

A burst of hurried footsteps was heard, heading straight to the temporary detention area. A hand suddenly reached out from the darkness and covered Alex's mouth.

"Oh, you scared me to death. Why are you hiding here?" With the dim light from the window, the beautiful psychologist saw Jack's face clearly and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you here to find me?"

Jack put his other hand on her back and felt it was smooth. He then realized that this lady was still wearing that beautiful low-cut, backless evening dress that she had prepared for the New Year's Eve party that was to be held somewhere unknown.

"They asked me to come and inform you that there was movement at the front door. They asked you to be careful here too. Officer Nolan said he might be bluffing." Alex said as she patted her trembling chest, as if she had just recovered.

Jack looked away and nodded slightly, "Got it, go back quickly, it will become very dangerous here later."

He paused and reminded, "Remember to put on your coat."

The heating in the police station uses hot water pipes provided by surrounding factories and has not been cut off due to power outages. However, once the enemy attacks, they will certainly not be polite and enter and then close the door.

"I know. You must be careful." After saying that, Alex ran back in a panic. It was unknown whether she heard what Jack said next.

Watching the curvaceous figure disappear at the end of the corridor, Jack shook his head speechlessly. If he were to say who was the most unlucky and innocent among these people, this one would probably be it.

The warning John conveyed through Alex was very timely. In less than five minutes, Jack heard rustling noises coming from outside the wall. There were at least two people outside moving towards the temporary detention area.

At this time, dense gunshots could be heard faintly in the corridor. More than one person was using assault rifles equipped with silencers to concentrate fire on the main entrance of the police station. Bullets shattered the windows and flew into the house, ricocheting dangerously on the walls.

At this time, Ronnick's arrangement came into play. After John and the other two blocked the door with furniture such as office desks, they hid in the corners of the corridor or behind the load-bearing columns.

All the guns in the old police station were taken away. Apart from the guns carried by everyone, there were only two shotguns on their side, one each for John and old police officer Jasper.

It would be extremely stupid to stand behind the window and shoot at the enemy when the firepower was completely unilaterally crushed, so they simply gave up the position of the door and windows.

We are all police officers, so we are naturally familiar with the tactics of police raids. Now that there is enough space, we might as well leave enough space for the other party to break in.

Most of the windows are equipped with iron bars, and the entrances that can be opened in a short period of time are limited. When the enemy shows up, everyone will concentrate their fire and that's it. All beings are equal under shotgun shells, and wearing a bulletproof vest does not mean you can withstand the steel balls hitting your face.

(End of this chapter)