Darkwalker of the Sky World

Pasadena, the satellite city of Los Angeles, is one of the richest cities in the United States because of the existence of Caltech, with per capita income almost double the average income.

But on this day, the sound of police sirens broke the peace here.

On the city’s radio station, the reporter Alex’s voice was roaring excitedly: “Dear listeners, it’s eight o’clock in the evening on Christmas Eve, and Alex of the Voice of the City will do a live broadcast for you in Pasadena.

It was Rambo again, who had not rested on Christmas Eve, and destroyed the headquarters of a gang.

At least 20 people died at the scene, but please rest assured that according to the initial investigation by the police, not a single civilian died. Those who died were scumbags who should go to hell.

I love Rambo. He has only been in Los Angeles for ten days, but the gangsters here seem to have entered the end. This is the eighth gang that has been eliminated, and more than two hundred people have gone to hell.

Now Los Angeles has become more and more like a city of angels, where the evil disappears.

The governor of California should give Rambo an honorary citizenship certificate, and all the policemen died. We can't let them continue to track Rambo, now Rambo is our rescue angel. "

Sitting in front of the radio, they cheered with the audience in front of the TV again, raising their arms and shouting: "Lambo, hooray!"

But in the police communication channel, it was a mess. "This is hell. I can't go in at all. There is no place to stay in it. Let the forensic doctors come over, now only they can be useful."

"Report, Rambo's figure disappeared again. He jumped onto the second floor and then disappeared. We couldn't find him."

"No one left this block. He must be assisted, but we can't find anyone to assist him."

"Rambo, stop..."

"Shoot, you don't need to warn him..."

"Damn it, I won't shoot Rambo, the people will kill me. I am a policeman, but I am also a person!"

"He disappeared again..."

"The fourth team, block all the entrances and exits of the Elphi block."

"The fifth team, block all roads in South Pasadena."

"The report says that 23 bodies were found at the scene, all of which were shot in the head. There is no need for rescue."

"No cash or drugs were found. Rambo should have taken it away."

"There is no need for an ambulance. We need a fire truck now. The blood here needs to be cleaned with a high-pressure water gun."

"Report, the block could not be sealed off, the people here all ran out. They want to see their heroes with their own eyes. They are still driving, they are going to form a traffic flow to break through our blockade and help Rambo escape."

"Some people are throwing rotten eggs and tomatoes at us. Oh my God, why do we stand on the opposite side of the people, why do we want to catch Rambo? He is a hero for us."

"Damn it, I'm not doing it, let the FBI catch Rambo, at least for us, Los Angeles, he is a hero."

A huge roar came: "Shut up, this is the public channel of the police, not for you to complain. Except for matters related to the arrest of Rambo, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to complain to occupy the channel."

The channel quickly became quiet, and there was no sound anymore. The silence made people feel terrified.

"The fourth team reports."

"The blockade of the Eiffel block failed. The streets are full of people. Not to mention Rambo, even an ordinary person can leave in a big way. Over."

"The fifth team reports."

"We have set up roadblocks in South Pasadena, over."

In the command center, Johnson from the FBI suppressed his anger and glanced at Director Haggis, who was leaning on the sofa and smoking a cigar. "This is the efficiency of your Los Angeles police?"

Haggis shrugged and said to Colonel Troutman who was sitting across from him: "This is the difference between ordinary police and special fighters, isn't it?"

The colonel sighed, looked at Johnson and said: "Actually, I don't know what else I can do now. Rambo is no longer the Rambo I know. He is smart, calm, and uses a city as a hunting ground. .

I don't know his purpose or why he wants to be a hero with a big fanfare. With his original character, he should live silently in a small town, work there, and die there. "

"Is it our fault?"

"No, it's not anyone's fault, maybe it's the fault of this era."

The major stood up, took his hat, and put it on his head. "Tomorrow is Christmas. I want to go home and spend the holiday with my family. I'm sorry."

Haggis complained: "I also want to spend the holidays with my family..."

Sheriff Caplin from Thurston County watched the major leave with embarrassment and said to Haggis: "Chief Haggis, I know that you Los Angeles police see Rambo as a hero, but he is a hero. Very dangerous person.

He not only killed a deputy sheriff and wounded three police officers, but also killed more than two hundred people. He made our police system faceless and still provokes us to this day. "

"Because the sergeant thought he was like a tramp and wanted to arrest him, because the deputy sergeant abused him, they all asked for it.

It's a pity that he broke the law, otherwise, a talent like this would have been admitted to our Los Angeles police force a long time ago.

He has only been in Los Angeles for ten days, and our crime in Los Angeles has now been reduced by more than half.

Yes, he robbed your plane and killed your people, but all this has nothing to do with us.

I am only performing the duties of a director to provide convenience for you, but do not put your will above my will, unless you become the governor of California. "

Whether it's Caplin from Thurston or Johnson from the FBI, their titles are several levels lower than Haggis, and they can't manage a large district sheriff at all.

Seeing Haggis out of the command room, the two sighed and looked at each other sadly.

Now Los Angeles is still cooperating. If they don’t cooperate, no one will execute their orders.

The FBI also has a branch in Los Angeles, but those dozens of people can only serve as a command center. Only a dozen people can be captured and captured.

To really act, you also need to transfer people from the headquarters.

In a quiet neighborhood in San Marino, in the shadow of a street lamp, there was an ordinary Cadillac parked.

Zhou Zhen looked at the surrounding environment, opened the door of the driver's seat, threw a big bag in, and then sat in.

"Wow, honey, I love you so much."

Mesa held the big bag tightly and leaned in to give Zhou Zhen a warm kiss. "There is no martial law in the southeast. We can leave from there."

On the radio, the Voice of the City radio station is still chattering about the Pasadena case to the people, giving a clear introduction to the situation at the scene and the arrangement of the police.

Zhou Zhen smiled, started the car, and quickly disappeared on the street.

In the passenger seat, Mesa greedily grabbed a large stack of banknotes and put it under his nose to smell it. "I like the smell, it's the smell of money."

This chick was the first chick Zhou Zhen met with an evil nature. She was doing evil and not aiming, just to be happy.

For money and vanity, she doesn't care about anything.

The average girl feels frightened and scared when committing crimes, but she only feels excited.

When Zhou Zhen goes out to commit crimes, she can always guard her way back and become a competent assistant. In other respects, Zhou Zhen doesn't need to bother at all.

In ten days, Zhou Zhen was able to do the next eight cases, thanks to her always collecting information.

In addition to being able to help a lot in actions, she also made Zhou Zhen extremely satisfied in life.

At the age of seventeen, she is young and beautiful, with a first-rate figure and full of wildness, which can make Zhou Zhen a great satisfaction.

If it weren't for this world for less than a month, Zhou Zhen would still want to entangle her for a while.

Half an hour later, Zhou Zhen drove the car into the garage of the house where they lived. In the garage, a brand-new 73 Ford 350SRW pickup truck was parked.

This is a single-row pickup truck with four-wheel drive, a maximum horsepower of 245, a maximum torque of 522 N, and a load of three tons that can still be flat on the ground.

This car was stolen from the sales store arranged by Ted. It has been left for a week and Zhou Zhen has not driven it once.

To drive this car, Zhou Zhen was about to leave Los Angeles.

Immediately after getting out of the car, Mesa got out of the car and jumped onto Zhou Zhen's body. "My dear, I am very excited now and need you to put out the fire."

Zhou Zhen patted her plumpness. "I'm going to die of starvation. You should prepare the ingredients first, and we will cook dinner."

She held Zhou Zhen's head irresponsibly, kissed her passionately, and then jumped down. "Give you a choice, whether to eat first or eat me first."

"I also give you a choice, whether to prepare to cook first, or to count the money first?"

She chuckled. "Of course I count the money first..."

This chick has a quirk, that is, she likes to count money very much. She can't sleep if she doesn't count her money every night before going to bed.

And she likes to spread the money on the bed, and then sleep on the money.

After being picked up by Zhou Zhen and given a lesson, she corrected it.

After half an hour, Zhou Zhen had already prepared dinner and went upstairs, and saw Mesa sitting on the ground in front of the safe with a lot of money piled up in front of him.

"How many are there?"

"It has broken through one million, my God, I didn't expect that one day I could become a millionaire."

"Come down to eat, I have something to tell you."

When he got downstairs, Zhou Zhen turned on the TV, which was still broadcasting the news of his robbery today.

The police were furious, but the people of Los Angeles liked it.

Zhou Zhen has become a hero of this city, even the media praised him a lot.

Although Sheriff Will, who made Zhou Zhen a sinner, became disabled, he was still cursed by the entire American people.

Numerous groups used the "Rambo incident" to touch porcelain and criticize the government, forming a Rambo trend.

Seeing such news, Zhou Zhen couldn't help but laugh secretly.

When the development of the incident begins to change, it may be difficult for these institutions to step down.

And this day is coming soon.