North America’s toughest police: starting with the Los Angeles Patrol

“Bang…”

“Bang…”

“Bang…”

“Bang…”

…

The bullets shot into the gunman’s two exposed eye sockets, and soon the black hood looked like a crushed tomato, with blood, broken bones and eyeballs flowing out.

The gunman’s body tilted and he collapsed directly on the roof of the car, but his waist was injured and he was not thrown out of the car.

Locke did not stop. With such a good shooting angle, he did not just kill the people on the roof. He moved the Beretta 92F down and emptied the magazine directly at the rear windshield driver’s seat.

After ejecting the magazine, he quickly loaded a new magazine. Seeing that the Chevrolet Trailblazer was still speeding forward without any disorder, he could not help but curse.

Fuck, didn’t he hit a single shot?

Without the threat of the gunman on the roof, Locke immediately decided to chase and kill Johnny Dyson.

If it was difficult to kill Johnny Dyson before, now there is no worry at all. The rocket caused several casualties among the LAPD. Only Johnny Dyson’s death can offset the anger of the LAPD.

Locke shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator in one go, completely ignoring the tire pressure alarm. However, because the tire pressure was too low, even if he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the speed could not be increased.

Seeing that the Chevrolet Trailblazer was getting farther and farther away, Locke was very anxious. Just when he thought that Johnny Dyson might escape, two patrol cars with ram bars appeared in front of him and hit the Chevrolet Trailblazer directly.

With two “bangs”, the Chevrolet Trailblazer was stopped and the door was pushed open. Johnny Dyson rushed out of the car with a scar in his hand and fired at the two patrol cars.

“Damn!!!”

Locke watched the tragedy happen, but he could do nothing. The distance between him and Johnny Dyson was far beyond the effective range of the Beretta 92F.

He could only step on the accelerator and rush towards Johnny Dyson.

Johnny Dyson turned around, with a defiant look on his face. He raised the gun in his hand and looked ready to kneel down and surrender.

But when he saw that Locke was driving the Raptor, his eyes were suddenly filled with hatred, and he put down the gun and shot at Locke.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

…

Every shot hit the windshield in front of Locke, and soon the windshield was covered with white bullet impact marks.

The bullets were shot head-on, and Locke’s heart would twitch every time it hit the windshield, but he still didn’t slow down.

He felt that he had never been so brave.

Because his brother-in-law gave him courage.

He had decided on Victor Mendes as his brother-in-law, and even Sarah Mendes couldn’t object!

After Johnny Dyson emptied the magazine, he saw that he still hadn’t killed Locke, so he could only throw away Scar in anger, then put his hands on his head, stared fiercely at the Raptor rushing towards him, and then knelt down with a proud face.

Although the windshield was already covered in white, Locke saw everything through the gap and sneered in his heart.

Damn, you thought that I wouldn’t dare to kill you.

Still want to go to jail, dream on!

Locke unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and jumped out of the speeding car.

The unmanned Raptor quickly crashed into Johnny Dyson, who was kneeling on the ground. Johnny Dyson was horrified and wanted to get up and escape.

He stumbled and didn’t stand up. In a critical situation, he could only jump to the side to avoid a head-on collision.

He landed, and the out-of-control Raptor rushed over and ran over his thigh directly. With a “bang”, it hit the Chevrolet Trailblazer and stopped.

“Ah…, fuck, my leg…”

Johnny Dyson screamed in pain after being crushed by the 3-ton Raptor.

Locke fell from the speeding car and rolled on the ground for several rounds before stopping. He put the gun in his hand behind his waist, and ran to Johnny Dyson immediately without caring about the scratches on his body, because he had heard the sirens and reinforcements were coming. Locke put his hand on Johnny Dyson’s neck to check his pulse and asked anxiously: “Sir, where are you injured? Hold on, I’ll call an ambulance for you right away…” Johnny Dyson’s expression was distorted with pain, but when he saw Locke, the pain was gone instantly. When the enemies met, they were particularly jealous. He grabbed Locke’s hand and said viciously: “It’s you, the bastard. You killed Sam and destroyed Copernicus. You’re lucky this time. I will definitely kill you and that bitch Anna Davis. I will definitely kill you and your family. As long as I don’t die, I will make you live in a nightmare every day…” Locke acted as if he didn’t hear Johnny Dyson’s threat, and his voice became more anxious, “Please hold on, the ambulance will be here soon, don’t sleep, open your eyes…” Johnny Dyson looked confused, “What the hell are you saying…” Locke pressed on the strongA fine needle suddenly appeared between Johnny Dyson’s fingers on his neck. He moved his fingers and inserted them into Johnny Dyson’s hair, shouting, “Don’t sleep, don’t sleep, sir, you have to hold on…”

Johnny Dyson reacted instantly, staring at Locke angrily, his face full of fear, trying to struggle, but suddenly his face turned pale, his breathing became rapid, and he could no longer make a sound.

“Sir, you have to hold on…”

Seeing that Johnny Dyson had lost consciousness, Locke pressed his chest and gave him CPR, his face full of anxiety.

He shouted loudly, “Hold on for a while, the ambulance will be here soon…”

Through his hand on Johnny Dyson’s chest, Locke had discovered that this guy had no heartbeat.

At the same time, the red dot on the bulletproof card map disappeared, but the map was still there, with 12 minutes left.

Locke breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little cold.

Spike’s poison needle was too powerful, it really killed the enemy with one blow, but I don’t know if it really can’t be found out.

With the lesson learned last time, Locke acted out the whole play this time. Seeing that Johnny Dyson was already dead, his expression became depressed and powerless.

Even if it was the criminal who wanted to kill him, he tried his best to rescue him, exuding humanitarian light, impeccable.

At this time, there was a sharp brake sound behind him. Locke turned his head and saw that it was the Ford Taurus of the FBI.

His first reaction was to draw the gun behind him, but he still underestimated the professionalism of the FBI. The two people in the car handed the FBI documents out of the window before getting out of the car.

“FBI…”

“FBI, don’t shoot…”

Locke had no choice but to put down the gun, feeling a pity in his heart. Damn, there was no chance.

The two FBI agents pushed the door and ran out of the car, ran towards Johnny Dyson on the ground, and asked anxiously: “How is he?”

Locke said with regret: “I tried my best…”

The black agent was instantly angry, Grabbing Locke’s collar, he cursed: “Fuck, do you know who he is? Do you know how important he is to the FBI? Why did you hit him! I will file a complaint against you… Uh…”

The white female agent saw Locke’s gun against her colleague’s forehead, and hurriedly took out her gun and pointed it at Locke, shouting: “Put down the gun, calm down!”

Locke poked the black agent’s head with his gun and said coldly: “Of course I know who he is, but do you know how many LAPD died because of him today? Fuck your FBI…”

Although the black agent was pointed at with a gun and hit on the head, he was not too afraid. He warned gloomily: “Officer, do you know what you are doing? You are attacking a federal agent. You were only complained before, but now you will face prosecution…”

The white female agent shouted to Locke again, “Officer, put down the gun, don’t make the same mistake again and again, I warn you again…”

Locke was unmoved, looking at the approaching LAPD police car with a grim expression.

Just like in all movies, LAPD support finally arrived at this time. Dozens of police vehicles of various types surrounded the scene. SWAT’s explosion-proof armored vehicles also arrived. Locke also saw police cars from the Wilshire Police Department mixed in.

LAPD Air Support Division helicopters also hovered over the scene. This chase drama was finally coming to an end.