Being a police officer in American comics means every day is a holiday

“Bang!”

As the door closed, Ha Lin heard her father’s roar at home.

“Receipt paper! Why did you come home so late!

Hurry up and cook, I haven’t had dinner yet!

Where are you? Bitch! Where are you! Damn guy! Why don’t you speak!”

After coming to the living room, Ha Lin saw her father, who was drunk and holding a bottle of wine in his hand, lying on the sofa drunkenly, cursing herself constantly.

There were still a lot of food packaging, garbage and some wine bottles on the ground.

Seeing this, she put away her schoolbag and textbooks as usual, then squatted down and started to pick up the garbage.

In her childhood, she actually had a beautiful family.

Her father was a doctor and her mother was a teacher.

She had no worries about food and drink, her parents loved each other, and they didn’t live here.

But all this is gone.

Her father had an accident during an operation ten years ago, and the operation failed, so he was kicked out of the hospital.

From then on, he began to get involved in drugs.

And because of her father’s drugs, her mother’s expenses far exceeded her income, and she began to suffer from depression.

A few years later, her mother committed suicide by jumping off a building because of too much pressure and the exposure of a student punishment.

After that, her father sold the family house and brought her to the slums to rent a house, and lived a poor life from then on.

And the excellent education and family at a young age made her always want to maintain this family, hoping that her father could become the person who loved her.

Even for this reason, she worked part-time and took care of the family, and her life was very hard.

And today's time with Zhao Hao was the first time she was so happy since she moved here.

At this time, Ha Lin's father opened his drunken eyes and seemed to see her, so he kicked her.

"Little bastard! Don't you go make dinner for me!"

After being kicked, Ha Lin fell to the ground.

The garbage in her hand was also scattered all over the floor.

But she still rubbed the painful part of her body, then got up and continued to clean up the garbage.

After a while, she went into the kitchen, simply heated up the pizza, put it in front of her father, and then picked up her schoolbag and books without saying a word and went back to her room.

"Bang"

As the door closed, the room fell into darkness.

"Wuwu..."

A low cry came from the room.

...

In the villa.

Zhao Hao parked the car, leaned against the door, and then looked up at the moon in the sky.

"Squeak..."

After a while, a brake sound rang in his ears.

Turning his head, he saw a shabby car parked outside the villa.

Then a door opened and five people came down from above.

Five black men, led by Qiao Han.

Qiao Han immediately took out the pistol from his waist after seeing Zhao Hao.

"Boy! Weren't you very arrogant at noon? Kneel down for your uncle now!"

After the other four got out of the car, they also looked at the Asian not far away with contempt and ridicule.

For them, the Asian in front of them was already a dead man.

But the other party actually lived in a villa, so it seemed that they could still make a fortune.

Thinking of this, everyone surrounded him with a smirk.

When Zhao Hao saw the pistol in Qiao Han's hand, a smile appeared on his face.

The next second, he took out the vibranium shield and pistol from the car.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Ah! Ah!"

As the gunshots rang out, screams followed.

But soon, the screams gradually weakened.

Because the four friends brought by Qiao Han were all beaten into a hornet's nest.

They did not fight back, but the bullets hit the vibranium shield and could not penetrate it at all.

"Ka Ka..."

Qiao Han even emptied the bullets in his hand, but still pulled the trigger mechanically.

Because his thigh was hit, he could not escape at all.

This was Zhao Hao deliberately leaving him alive.

When he found that the opponent's bullets were emptied, Zhao Hao held the vibranium shield in one hand and began to slowly change the magazine.

After changing the magazine, he walked towards Qiao Han.

However, he did not relax his vigilance, but held the vibranium shield to block the vitals and walked slowly.

After all, he didn't know if the other party had any tricks up their sleeves.

Qiao Han saw Zhao Hao coming over, and immediately crawled back in fear.

"Don't come over! Don't come over! I'm a member of the Ghost Hand Gang. If you kill me, my boss will avenge me!"

Zhao Hao ignored the other party's intimidation, holding the vibranium shield, and smashed it on the other party's knee.

"Crack..."

"Ah!"

Accompanied by the broken bones, a scream sounded.

The huge pain instantly made Qiao Han faint.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao began to feel around for weapons on the other party.

After confirming that there was nothing, he dragged him into the basement of the villa.

Villas in the United States generally have basements, which are used to store sundries.

After tying the other party up tightly, he locked the door of the basement.

"Ulla... Ulla..."

At this time, the sound of police sirens in the distance also sounded.

...

Time soon came to the next morning.

Zhao Hao walked out of the police station, looked at the sun rising in the sky, and smiled.

Because he turned on the camera in advance (the arresting part was not recorded), and Johan Hahn and others also broke into the house with weapons, so he just recorded a confession and came out.

And even though he didn't kill anyone while on duty, Director Malvern still gave him a week of administrative leave.

Calculating this way, I have only been working for one and a half days, and I have more than half a month of paid leave.

At the same time, because of his rich record, Director Malvern is also planning to apply for a bonus for him.

However, due to the Black Lives Matter movement, the bonus may not be paid until next month.

I have to say that the police in beautiful countries are indeed comfortable.

He began to like the job.

And because Chief Malvern returned his tactical helmet to himself because he was worried about the Ghost Hands' revenge.

Zhao Hao was in a good mood and bought a cup of soy milk and steamed buns on the way back before returning to his villa.

There is also a Chinatown in Hughes City, but the number of Chinese is too small to scale.

But soy milk and steamed buns are still sold.

With a "squeak..." sound, he closed the door of the villa and came to the basement.

Instantly, a smell of blood came.

Huh? John Hahn wouldn't have died due to excessive blood loss, right?

Thinking of this, he walked down the stairs quickly, but suddenly saw a black shadow approaching.

He instinctively retreated to avoid it.

"Bang!"

An old cabinet hit the front.

Looking up, he saw Johann's black face, looking at him with fear.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao smiled slightly.

It seemed that when he left, the other party woke up and broke free from his bonds even with his knee broken.

In this case, I need to learn more about the art of binding from a certain island country.

The opponent couldn't leave here because of his broken leg, so he prepared a trap and wanted to kill him.

Shaking his head, he walked briskly and came to the other party in front of Johann's horrified eyes.

There was a "click..." sound.

He stepped on the opponent's thigh again.

"ah!"

Screams sounded.

Johann covered his thighs and kept rolling on the ground.

"Damn yellow-skinned monkey! I XX..."

After hearing the other party's curse, Zhao Hao's smile remained unchanged and he stepped on one of the other party's fingers.

There was another "click..." sound.

"It's okay, we have plenty of time, let's play slowly..."