The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 868: Crime City (Part )

Seeing Ma Xidao and Jack swaggering into the box and closing the door, the second-generation rich man sitting in the main seat wearing a silk floral shirt had a dull smile on his face.

"Eh? Who are these two? Are they the new security guards in your store?"

"Hey, you two, this is not a place you can enter casually. Get out, get out, get out quickly." The drug seller drank the beer mixed with poison and shouted loudly.

"It has nothing to do with you." Ma Xidao walked up to the two of them, took out his phone, and threw an evidence bag on the table full of pills. "You, pack these up."

Jack walked straight to the innermost part of the box and stood by the window, blocking the way to the bathroom without making a sound. Then he realized that he was overthinking, because no one inside reacted.

Ma Xidao took out his phone and started taking photos of these people one by one, "Hey, look here."

A girl subconsciously made a heart shape in front of the camera, then realized what was happening and quickly covered her face, "Ah! What are you going to do?"

This reaction is quite good, knowing that what should be done at this time is to cover the face instead of the chest or other parts of the body.

"She has a great figure and the photo turned out well." Ma Xidao praised expressionlessly and turned his phone to the rich second generation who was "obediently" filling the little pill.

The drug seller was still a little more sober than him because the drug wasn't taking effect yet. He asked the second-generation rich kid in confusion, "Why did you listen to him? Who is he?"

"Yeah, why should I listen to him?" The second-generation rich man stopped and looked at Ma Xi with a dull expression.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense and look here." Ma Xidao pointed his phone at the two of them and took two more photos. "OK, it's done."

"Asiba, you little brat, what are you going to do..." The medicine seller finally reacted and his face turned red with anger. Just as he was about to stand up to vent his anger, Ma Xidao grabbed his ear and he screamed in pain.

"You fucking bastard." The second-generation rich finally reacted and realized that the person came with bad intentions. He picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on Ma Xidao's head.

"Bang!" A powerful blow directly knocked him unconscious. He fell back on the sofa and fell into a baby-like sleep.

The other young man who came with the second-generation rich just touched the wine bottle on the table, and he was stunned when he saw this scene. When he looked up, he was facing Ma Xidao's ferocious face.

"Haha." The boy gave a flattering smile and squatted down obediently with his head in his hands.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" For a moment, the monkeys on both sides of the river kept crying. The two girls woke up completely. No one knew what they were thinking. When they found that there was no way to escape, they actually hid behind Jack, a foreigner.

Jack shrugged helplessly, picked up the two girls' skirts from behind the sofa and threw them to them.

"Ah, ah, are all the people outside dead?" The medicine seller shouted loudly, covering his ear that was almost torn off.

“Sit down!” Ma Xidao impatiently pushed his head back, but perhaps because he used too much force or because the man was too weak, he flipped over the back of the sofa and fell to the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

The door of the box was pushed open by someone, and the fat black security guard who had been knocked down by Ma Xidao's punch and had blood under his nose rushed into the box with a younger brother who was only half a size smaller than him and of equal weight.

"So you two bastards are here." He pointed at the two of them, raised his fist, shouted "Asiba", and swung it towards Ma Xidao.

However, before the fist flew halfway, Ma Xidao's right fist arrived first and hit the same position between the eyebrows as before.

"Bang!" The black bear-like body fell to the ground with a muffled sound, scaring the two girls beside Jack to scream again. "Put on your clothes first." Jack shook his arms, got rid of the entanglement between the two and walked to Ma Xidao's side.

Ma Xidao didn't even look at the little brother brought by the fat black security guard, and said, "I'll leave the rest to you." Then he pulled open the sofa and dragged the drug selling brother over by his feet.

The security guard looked at the burly Ma Xidao, then at the foreigner who was smiling at him, hesitated for half a second, and decisively chose Jack who seemed easier to bully.

"boom!"

"Ow!"

Fists collided with each other, and the security guard bent over and screamed, covering his right hand which had become a chicken claw. Then his forehead came into close contact with Jack's knee. His whole body stiffened, and he collapsed to the ground without a sound.

Jack shook his wrist as if nothing had happened.

"Ah Xi, I was wrong, don't hit me, I was wrong!" The medicine selling boy who was picked up by Ma Xidao on the other side was scared out of his wits.

"Hey, tell me where your boss is."
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A few minutes later, another VIP box door was opened, and the deafening sound of "Gangnam Style" came out. Jack made a gesture of invitation, and Ma Xidao walked in with a swagger.

Soon, the nightclub owner, who was still cursing despite being grabbed by the neck, was brought out. Then, a large group of Korean police rushed into the nightclub and began to clear the area, handcuffing the suspects one by one.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, still with a wretched temperament, was loudly directing the police to do their work. When he saw Ma Xidao, he immediately smiled and said, "Xidao, you did a great job. This is a great harvest."

"Hey? Who are you?" He couldn't help but look surprised when he saw Jack, a foreigner.

"His name is Jack, he's my friend, you don't have to worry about him." Ma Xidao put his arm around his shoulders and pushed him out of the nightclub, then turned to introduce Jack, "He is Zhang Taizhu, the captain of the wide-area search team."

"Nice to meet you." Jack offered his hand. "FBI Supervisory Agent Jack Tawler."

"Eh? FBI? The American FBI?" Another familiar question.

Jack smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, I am now the consultant of Team Leader Ma, assisting him in handling this case."

"Ah Xi, you are really young and promising." Captain Zhang Taizhu held Jack's hand with both hands and shook it up and down excitedly, "You are still so handsome. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Jack looked at his wretched temperament that was totally inconsistent with that of a police officer and nodded decisively, "Yes, not only that, we love each other very much, thank you."

"Ah, that's such a pity." Zhang Taizhu let go of Jack's hand reluctantly with a look of great regret, and then pointed to the nightclub behind him, "Is the murderer in there too?"

"How can it be so fast? This case has just begun." Ma Xidao patted his shoulder, "I'll leave it to you to handle it."

"Come on, Xidao. Police promotions are based on merit. Catch all those bastards." Captain Zhang made a cheering gesture.

Why does it feel like all the colleagues around Ma Xidao are funny characters? It's really difficult for him. Jack shook his head speechlessly and followed him into the police car.

(End of this chapter)