A retired reincarnation of a certain American film.

Chapter 88: When black people think, God will laugh (fifth update!)

The Lord God Space is a very magical existence.

Let's say that.

In the Lord God's Dimension, there are always two types of people who die the fastest.

There is one type who thinks he is the protagonist of destiny. This kind of person will not only die the fastest, but also die the most miserably.

The other one is the Holy Mother.

The Lord God does not believe in the Holy Mother.

The reincarnators no longer believe in the Holy Mother.

and so……

Luke doesn't think he is a destined protagonist, nor does he have the attributes of a virgin.

He is just a mediocre senior reincarnator who has retired from the main god space.

That's it!

Lu Ke was just in the command car, and the reason why he followed Chen Huaxing's words was that he fell in love with the female host at first sight.

That was simply because he had no good reason to leave at the time.

at the moment.

That Superintendent Taylor is simply a great guy.

This case is currently owned by the Los Angeles Police Department. Even if he chopped up Chen Huaxing in the building and was rewarded based on merit, I am afraid that without him, the Los Angeles Police Department would even attribute the responsibility for the victims to him.

He is not stupid.

That is, the female host really meets his criteria for choosing a spouse.

Luke thought in his mind, and then, under Earl's gaze, he adjusted the driver's position toward the back, then lay down, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

It is definitely not possible to walk.

but……

The Los Angeles Police Department must take the blame, and the command authority must also be handed over!
In a word.

He wants the credit.

He won’t take the blame!

The news that robbers had kidnapped the "Morning News" and broadcast it live could be said to have spread at an extremely fast speed throughout Los Angeles and even the entire West Coast.

Not only residents of the West Coast witnessed the drama of Chen Huaxing introducing his trustworthy partner to a senior federal special agent named Lu Ke on a live broadcast.

They also witnessed with their own eyes how Chen Huaxing brutally shot and killed two people during the live broadcast, and even threw a TV station staff member directly from the 28th floor.

Today, there is no program on the entire West Coast, or even in the entire Commonwealth, that dares to compete with the "morning news" in ratings.

Today's "Morning News" ratings are among the best!
Moreover, the people watching this live show are not just ordinary melon-eaters.

There was even the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department and the mayor.

Director Lewis was also in the branch conference room at the moment, watching the live show.

When Lu Ke personally said that the reason why he no longer appeared was because he was kicked out of the car by a black police inspector, this news was transmitted almost at the speed of light to people who should know the news and would also be concerned about it. News among the crowd reacted differently!

"Oh!"

"Mommy Fake!"

The chief of the Los Angeles Police Department made a call directly to the combat command vehicle. He stood in his office with an angry face and grabbed the phone. He yelled at Superintendent Taylor on the other end of the phone: "Taylor, your IQ has nothing to do with you." Is your skin color equally inferior? Damn Fake, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

The black police inspector Taylor in the command car had a dark face tinged with red at this moment.

"Chief!"

"Don't call me Director, you damn stupid ass!"

The police chief was so angry that he almost exploded. He looked at the female police officer from the press liaison office who had opened the door and walked in anxiously: "What's wrong?"

The female police officer looked panicked.

"Our phone calls have been buzzing, and people are asking why Agent Luke was kicked out of this case. Moreover, African Americans have begun to gather downstairs!"

"what?"

The police chief's eyes glared.

"why?"

"The one who was just thrown away is of African descent!"

"Fake!"

The police chief once again grabbed the phone and cursed angrily at Inspector Taylor: "Damn stupid ass, I don't care what method you use. Now, immediately, immediately, please bring back Agent Luke for me. .”

Superintendent Taylor, whose dark face turned from scolded to rosy and shiny, said directly as if his brain was twitching: "Chief, I don't agree. I suspect that the robber inside is related to the yellow-skinned agent. Besides, I am in charge of the major crimes unit, and I don’t agree to hand this case over to the FBI!”

The popularity of this case has exploded. If he can command all the robbers here to be killed.

Black god above.

He will become the most notorious police superintendent in all of Los Angeles, no, the entire West Coast, no, no, the entire federation.

At that time, relying on this huge reputation to attack the members and then enter the Congress, it will be just around the corner!
obviously.

The black police inspector Taylor, like the black supervisor Bill Kings, began to think.

After Taylor finished explaining his decision to the director on the other end of the phone, he looked directly at Hondo from the anti-terrorism special service team: "Captain Hondo, let's start the attack!"

When Hong Duo heard this, he was slightly stunned.

"what?"

"You heard me!"

Black Inspector Taylor pointed at Chen Huaxing, who was sitting on the small sofa and watching the countdown on his watch, on the screen, and said in a deep voice: "This damn yellow-skinned bastard has killed so many people in full view of everyone. There are hostages, I order the anti-terrorist special service team to attack now, immediately, immediately!"

Hondo looked at Black Inspector Taylor with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded. "Superintendent Taylor, do you know what you are talking about? What will the robbers do if the attack fails?"

"I'm not asking for your opinion, Hondo. I'm ordering you. As the superintendent of the Los Angeles Police Department, if anything happens, I will take full responsibility."

What a joke.

Two hostages have been left behind.

He has decided on this pot.

But as long as the other hostages are rescued, the pot won't matter.

But what if the case was handed over to the FBI at this time?

Credit goes to the FBI.

He takes the blame alone?
How can it be!

Don't even think about it.

Team Leader Hondo looked at the stern Inspector Taylor in front of him, and then nodded.

He is just the leader of the anti-terrorism task force.

Only responsible for executing orders.

Again.

This black police inspector Taylor has already said that he will be fully responsible for anything that happens.

This is enough!

Hondo immediately turned around and left the command vehicle. Then, holding the M4A1 assault rifle in both hands, he greeted his team members and headed towards the Columbia Building.

"what!"

Earl, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the scene not far away and was surprised. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Shet, they are planning to attack by force. Are you kidding? At least there are people upstairs. Where are the more than 30 hostages? Is the Los Angeles Police Department crazy?"

Luke, who was lying in the driver's seat recuperating his energy and reviewing the contents of "Ancient Martial Arts - Level [-]" in his memory, trying his best to adjust his condition to the best, listened to Earl's words and shook his head. He adjusted his seat and looked at the anti-terrorism team that was already walking towards the building with a thought in his mind.

next second.

Luke chuckled: "It's not the Los Angeles Police Department that's crazy, it's probably Inspector Taylor who's crazy."

Earl looked at Luke with some confusion.

"How dare he?"

"It's very simple. If he doesn't transfer this case to the FBI, I will definitely not get on the bus again. If my guess is correct, the chief of the Los Angeles Police Department probably ordered him to find a way to invite me back, or even He didn't agree to hand over the case to us, so he ordered the storm."

"But hasn't he thought about the consequences of a failed attack?"

"The consequences for him are serious now."

Luke shrugged and looked at Earl: "The FBI will definitely not take the blame for the two unlucky guys pushed out by Chen Huaxing just now, and neither will I. Not even the Los Angeles Police Department dares to take the blame. Especially after I told the reason why I was kicked out, Superintendent Taylor is destined to be the only one to take the blame, so no matter what, he will definitely take the blame."

Earl looked in disbelief.

"But he was joking with the lives of the hostages."

"Yes."

Luke looked at Earl, his expression didn't change much, and his tone was the same as before: "He is stupid, and very stupid!"

The level of stupidity is almost on par with Bill Kings.

However, considering that the skin color of Superintendent Taylor is from the same clan as that of Bill Kings, it is even possible that they are from the same tribe.

Then it's not stupid.

Maybe the IQ level of people in their clan can only be so high.

Luke smiled in his heart, and then looked expectantly at the CBS Building not far away, his eyes moving up to the 28th floor.

Brother Chen, you said you wanted to help me, a superhero, so you must not let me get in trouble.

If you are dealt with by the Los Angeles Police Department, even if you die, I will build a tomb for you and then a monument.

after that……

I will spit on your grave!

"Ah!"

Chen Huaxing, who was sitting on the small sofa and watching the time pass by for another 10 minutes, sneezed when he got up, which wasted a little time.

Many staff members in the live broadcast room looked at Chen Huaxing who stood up together, and their bodies swayed again. They looked at the glass window with a look of fear as a big hole was opened, and wind was pouring into it. .

at this time.

The voice of his subordinate came from the in-ear headset placed in Chen Huaxing's ear.

"Boss, the agents are preparing to attack."

"Ah."

Chen Huaxing couldn't help laughing and looked at the camera in front of him. Then, under the gaze of at least more than [-] viewers, his smile turned into a chilling sneer.

"Ada!"

"Boss!"

Chen Huaxing spoke as if talking to the camera.

"The elevator blew up for me!"

"understand!"

Like everyone else, the photographer, who was shivering but had not forgotten how to capture wonderful images, subconsciously shifted the lens from Chen Huaxing to the hands of an ordinary killer wearing a black hood.

The killer didn't hesitate and pressed the remote control in his hand.

next second!
boom!
……

(End of this chapter)