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

Mirian is a Mexican, about 1.6 meters tall, with strong muscles, and many scars can be seen on his face and body.

At this time, he was looking at Boss Kabbah with a smile on his face, and his expression was very special.

"Boss Kaba, you have been the leader of the Ghost Hand Party for more than ten years, and it is time to retire."

As Mirian finished speaking, Linda took a few steps back slightly and distanced herself from the two of them.

For her, it doesn't matter who is the boss. She is the one above anyway, and no matter what the outcome is, it will not affect her status.

Kaba's face changed drastically, and he pointed his finger at Mirian, his eyes filled with anger and disbelief.

"What...did you put in the marijuana you gave me..."

Mirian smiled slightly, did not speak, but stepped aside.

I saw an Asian man slowly walking over.

The other person was wearing a black suit and had a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"This is a new antidote developed by Watsonton Pharmaceuticals, specially designed to deal with mutants like you, or mutants who take drugs."

After seeing the person coming, Kaba's pupils suddenly shrank.

"You are the elder of the Ghost Party!"

…

At the door of the nightclub.

Zhao Hao took advantage of the chaos and after rescuing three police officers, he took everyone to hide in an alley.

Just then, gunfire suddenly rang out.

"Bang!"

A police officer was shot in the head instantly, and red and white splattered all over the floor.

The remaining two police officers immediately ran away and hid behind the trash can.

Zhao Hao looked up and realized that the sniper was hiding upstairs.

At this time, the sniper was slowly changing bullets, and then looked at Zhao Hao provocatively.

This building has eight floors and is more than 20 meters high. It is the tallest building around here.

In order to prevent the police from hiding in nearby houses, the roads downstairs were locked. He was not afraid that anyone would come up.

But the next second, something happened that he couldn't believe.

The target prey suddenly took off on the spot and flew up.

He quickly took out his pistol and wanted to kill the enemy, but he was a step too late.

"Da da da..." gunfire sounded.

"Huhu..."

Zhao Hao took a breath and looked at the corpse in front of him and the sniper rifle in the opponent's hand. After thinking about it for a while, he gave up.

I have never trained in sniping, so even if I had a sniper rifle, it wouldn't be of much use.

Turning his head to look at the floor more than 20 meters high, and then at the sealed rooftop door, he drank a bottle of recovery potion and then flew down.

Using the Dance of the Sky technique consumes a lot of physical energy, just like sprinting with all your strength.

And I don’t know what the next situation will be like, so I’d better restore my strength.

To be honest, although he didn't see the situation very clearly tonight, he also knew that he was being treated as cannon fodder or even a victim by Director Malvern.

I just don’t know how the other party could collude with the people of the Ghost Party.

Aren't you afraid of being kicked out and losing your position?

After a while, he flew back downstairs, and the two police officers next to him looked at him dumbfounded.

"You...you can fly..."

"Are you a mutant?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao was about to explain, when suddenly several men in black appeared on one side of the alley.

When these people saw the police, they raised their machine guns without hesitation.

"Da da da..."

There was a burst of shooting, and the two police officers were instantly beaten into pieces.

Since then, all seventeen police officers who followed Zhao Hao have died.

He was left alone with a shield to protect himself, and then controlled the mechanical dog to fight back.

At this time, through the monitoring of the mechanical dog, he suddenly discovered that the enemy actually picked up the rocket launcher.

Damn it!

Without any time to think, he instinctively huddled his body under the shield.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little regretful.

With an intermediate level of psychology, he had long realized that something was wrong with Director Malvern, but he still underestimated the evil of human nature.

He originally thought that no matter how the director had no bottom line, the most he could do was take all the credit.

I don’t value credit very much, so it doesn’t matter.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only wanted the credit, but also wanted his own life.

But what puzzled him was that with so many police officers dead, didn't Chief Malvern have any responsibility?

If they were really pursued, the other party's director wouldn't even be able to sit there for long.

Or is it that the other party is confident that the protective umbrella can protect him?

Just when he was about to withstand the rocket, a burst of gunshots suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion and screams outside.

"Ah! Boom..."

Looking up, he saw an incredible sight.

I saw the gentle and lovely Harleen in the past, now with a crazy smile on her face, holding Gatling in her hand, and shooting at the enemy continuously.

"Hahaha...go to hell! Go to hell! Hahahaha!"

Some men in black wanted to fight back, but before they could turn their guns, they were shot into pieces by Gatling, who fired 3,000 rounds per minute.

There were still some men in black hiding behind the car, but when Gatlin swept away the car, the car exploded, and no one hiding behind was spared.

Under Gatling, all living beings are equal.

When Zhao Hao saw this, he was suddenly a little touched.

"Didn't I leave this Gatling to her for self-defense? How could she hold it and shoot..."

You must know that this Gatling gun weighs thirty or forty kilograms, so it would be great if the opponent can pick it up.

Not to mention the recoil of three thousand rounds per minute, how could she shoot.

After a while, the black-clad men at the entrance of the alley were shot dead one after another, leaving no one behind.

When Ha Lin saw Zhao Hao, she immediately dropped the Gatling gun and ran towards him quickly.

"Zhao, I thought I would never see you again."

Feeling the delicate body in his arms, Zhao Hao came back to his senses, but it also made him uncomfortable for a while.

This contrast is too big.

She was still killing with the Gatling gun in the previous second, and she threw herself into his arms and acted like a spoiled child in the next second.

Also, didn't he ask her to support from a distance, why did she run over here?

But now is not the time to care about these things, he hurriedly pulled Ha Lin and kicked open the back door in the distance and walked in.

At this time, the building was blocked by all kinds of garbage and things, and there was no way to go upstairs, and there was no place to hide.

It seems that the Ghost Hand Gang did know that they were coming in advance and had blocked all escape routes.

But if there is no road, you can fight one out.

Soon, he controlled the robot dog to shoot at a wall with a machine gun.

"Zizizizi..."

After a while, he kicked the wall, then pulled Ha Lin in, and let the robot dog guard outside.

After being temporarily safe, he looked at the girl in front of him and said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I ask you to guard outside for support? Why did you come here?"

Ha Lin felt aggrieved and pouted when she heard it.

I worked hard to save you, but you blamed me.

But she also knew that Zhao Hao didn't want her to take risks, so she didn't refute it.

But the three words "unhappy" were written all over that cute little face.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao could only shake his head helplessly and pinch the other's face.

"Okay, thank you, otherwise I would be finished."

Hearing this, Ha Lin's face suddenly turned from gloomy to sunny, and she smiled.

"Haha, I'm the best..."