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

Upstairs in the nightclub.

The leader of the Ghost Party, Kafe, looked at the corpse at his feet with a calm face, and wiped the blood on his hands very gentlemanly.

Mirian lowered his head beside him, as obedient as a little black boy.

But when he looked at Kaba's body, his eyes were full of a sense of relief.

In fact, he and Kaba did not have much hatred, and it could even be said that he had a favor.

But unfortunately, human desires are infinite.

After so many years in the high powder business, he gradually became dissatisfied with this identity.

If you want to make a name for yourself in the United States, you must wash your name and become a taxpayer.

Otherwise, you will never see the light of day.

Just like the underground king of New York, Kingpin is just a more advanced black glove, and he can't get on the stage at all.

So only by washing your name can you truly become a superior person.

Unfortunately, Kaba doesn't seem to know this at all, so he must die.

After dealing with Kaba, Kafe turned to look at Linda who seemed to be watching the show next to him, and said politely: "Mrs. Linda, everything is the same as before, how about it."

Linda's mouth corners slightly raised, slowly shaking the wine glass in her hand, as if thinking about something.

After a while, she nodded and said: "Okay, but you have to pay for all the losses of the nightclub tonight."

Kafe smiled slightly, nodded, and said: "Of course."

After that, he left the room.

The steps and movements did not look like the boss of an underground force at all, but more like a gentleman.

When he walked to the door, he suddenly turned back and said softly: "By the way, say hello to Mayor Loslett for me."

Yes, the mayor is Linda's backer, and he is also the boss behind the Ghost Hand Gang.

Kaba is just a black glove after all.

Linda still just nodded lightly, which was considered an agreement.

She did not see the mockery in Kafe's eyes after he left.

Otherwise, he would be alert.

On the way downstairs, a man in black ran to Kafei.

"Boss, the ghost hand gang's brothers have almost been cleared, but a cop ran away."

Kafei heard this, and he kept walking, and said solemnly: "Send someone to search and find him for me."

This incident is related to the major plan above, so the cop must die.

There can't be any mistakes.

...

There was constant gunfight outside, accompanied by explosions.

It made people feel that this was not the United States, but war-torn Syria.

Half an hour later.

The gunfire finally weakened, and Zhao Hao knew that it was almost time for him to appear.

If all the ghost hand gang members died, he didn't know how many enemies he would face.

Soon, he turned on the infrared of the tactical helmet and slowly walked out of the corridor.

In the corridor, several bodies could be seen lying.

Among these people, there were whites and blacks, but more Mexicans who were neither black nor white.

They were all killed by mechanical dogs.

For this reason, the robot dog's bullets were almost exhausted, and only about half of the power was left.

And now that they were going out, the robot dog would naturally be the vanguard.

Through the robot dog's perspective, Zhao Hao found that there seemed to be many people patrolling outside, which made him nervous.

At the same time, he was also confused, why hadn't the police appeared yet?

Logically speaking, with such a big commotion here, there must be official movement.

But he hadn't seen even a single government official until now, which was really wrong.

Unless there was suppression from many aspects, the government officials would not come.

With such great power, it is estimated that only the mayor and the councilors could jointly exert pressure...

Thinking of this, he realized that he was in a trap, and it was a trap within a trap.

He and other police officers were the victims of this high-level game.

Just as he was looking for a way to escape from here, several men in black at the entrance of the alley seemed to have received orders and began to walk towards this side.

No, if they found him, he would probably be unable to escape.

The next second, he picked up the enemy's bullets on the ground and fired at the top.

After almost making a hole, he immediately lifted up Harlin.

"Quick, go up."

Harlin heard this and stepped on Zhao Hao's shoulder without hesitation, then climbed up to the second floor.

The windows on the second floor were blocked, and there was no light, so it was dark all around.

Just when she didn't know what to do next, Zhao Hao also came up, and there was a light on his tactical helmet.

With the light, the two finally saw that they were in the hall.

Looking at the photos on the wall, the original owner here seemed to be a Mexican, and there was a pile of domestic garbage around.

At this time, the man in black outside discovered the mechanical dog, and in order to buy time, he could only sacrifice the mechanical dog.

"Zizizizi..."

A burst of gunfire sounded, and although the newcomers were killed, more men in black were attracted from a distance.

Zhao Hao saw this and kicked the door.

Then he pulled Harlin upstairs.

When passing the curtains at the staircase, he suddenly turned off the light above his head, came to the window, and looked down carefully.

This is the other side of the alley.

But on the streets outside, you can still see a lot of people in black walking around.

Damn, where did all those civilians go?

Were they cleared out by the Ghost Hand Gang in advance?

This means that when Director Malvin announced the evening plan in the morning, he probably had already secretly passed the news to the Ghost Hand Gang.

That's why the Ghost Hand Gang made full preparations.

If it weren't for the appearance of the man in black, I'm afraid he wouldn't have ended up well.

After thinking about it, he pulled back the curtains and continued to run up.

At this time, the mechanical dog guarding the first floor encountered new men in black.

These men in black seemed a little different, with fierce faces, bulging muscles all over their bodies, and looked full of power.

At the moment the mechanical dog fired, these new men in black quickly hid their bodies and fired back with rifles.

Because the mechanical dog was a little slow, one leg was instantly shot off by the opponent's bullet.

Just when Zhao Hao controlled the mechanical dog to retreat back into the house, a man in black with a knife suddenly appeared from behind and cut off the head of the mechanical dog with one knife.

Zhao Hao looked at the disappearing surveillance and felt a huge crisis.

"What is this? Can humans move so fast?"

But when he thought that this world was a magically modified American comic world, he felt relieved.

Maybe that guy is some kind of enhanced person.

After all, the human body enhancement technology of the United States has existed since World War II. It is impossible that the times have progressed and the technology has regressed.

And the reason why he didn't meet such a person before was because he was at a different level and couldn't touch these things at all.

Shaking his head, he pulled Harlin to the third floor.