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

Sarah Mendes’s face turned pale instantly, and her legs wrapped around Locke’s waist clamped tighter for a moment.

Locke patted her hips and looked at Mario Pierce who broke in with a playful look in his eyes.

After his spiritual mentor’s talent was upgraded to L3, he became more sensitive to people’s emotions. He saw the qualities that all heroes and strong men have in Mario Pierce, strong, cold, confident, and calm. He was in a relaxed mood today, with expectations.

This guy has no ill intentions!!!

After entering the yard, Mario Pierce’s seven bodyguards immediately split up, four bodyguards dispersed to the yard to occupy advantageous positions, and only three bodyguards followed him into the villa.

Mario Pierce looked at Locke and Sarah Mendes who were hugging each other intimately with a warm look, like an elder.

He walked to the sofa on the side and greeted the two of them like a host: “Locke, Sarah, come here and chat with me…”

Of the three bodyguards following him, only one was a Latino bodyguard. The other two, one stood at the door, and the other passed by Locke and the others and stood guard at the corner of the stairs.

Professional!

No wonder he can live to over 50 years old!

From the looks and behaviors of these bodyguards, they can be regarded as elite, especially the Latino bodyguard standing behind Mario Pierce, who was muscular and exuded a spirit of vigor and was obviously a master.

But Locke didn’t take it seriously. For him, it was all a matter of one shot.

He motioned Sarah to come down, and then took her hand and walked to the sofa.

Mario Pierce sat on the main sofa with his arms and legs wide open, looking at Sarah Mendes and smiling, “Our little Sarah has grown up so big and beautiful without us noticing!”

Sarah Mendes hurriedly shouted, “Uncle Pierce, please don’t…”

Locke pinched her hand, motioning her not to speak. He pulled Sarah to sit on the sofa on the side, his arm around her waist, and said with a relaxed look, “Mr. Pierce, what do you want to talk to me about?”

Mario Pierce seemed to have his eyes on Locke only at this time. He smiled and said, “Locke, actually you shouldn’t join the LAPD. You should go to Hollywood. I have never seen such a handsome LAPD. Bullets don’t have eyes. If they break your face, Sarah will be so sad, but…”

“Should I call you Locke, or Henry Gibbs?”

“Ah!”

Sarah Mendes’ body tensed up instantly, and she looked at Mario Pierce in horror.

Before she spoke, Locke patted her exposed belly twice with his palm, motioning her to calm down.

He sighed in his heart, and all the weaknesses of Sarah Mendes were exposed.

However, she was just an 18-year-old girl after all, and the reason she lost her composure was because she was worried about him.

After Locke comforted Sarah, he looked at Mario Pierce and shrugged, saying, “It’s okay. It seems that Mr. Pierce is well-informed!”

Mario Pierce looked at the calm Locke, and the smile on his face became more and more satisfied. He nodded and said, “Locke, you are very good. I was right about you. Sarah is my goddaughter. We are a family. Don’t worry, you will continue to be a good detective in the future. I won’t tell anyone that you are Henry Gibbs…”

Locke smiled and said, “Thank you, Mr. Pierce…”

Mario Pierce smiled and said, “Very good, you are indeed a smart person. You can also call me uncle like Sarah…”

Locke’s smile became more and more playful, and he couldn’t help laughing and said, “So, Mr. Pierce wants me to be your undercover in the LAPD?”

Mario Pierce’s smile faded , realizing Locke’s abnormality, he stared at Locke coldly and said calmly: “Locke, I thought you were a smart man, but it seems you are not. You may know me too well…” As soon as he finished speaking, the bodyguard behind him walked towards Locke from the sofa, took out an M2000 from his clothes, raised his hand and prepared to point it at Locke, his movements were as fast as flowing water… “biu…” “biu…” “biu…” “…” The silver-white M2000 fell to the ground, and the bodyguard’s two hands fell weakly, with blood pouring down his arms. He stared at Locke in horror, his eyes full of disbelief. It was not just him. The two bodyguards standing by the door and at the corner of the stairs were like him, both arms were disabled and bleeding. Six shots, six hands disabled. Although the bodyguards at the door and the stairs did not draw their guns, Locke knew that as long as he shot at the Latino bodyguards, the two would definitely draw their guns, so he shot in advance. All this happened in a flash. In Mario Pierce’s perception, he hadn’t even finished his words yet., three trusted bodyguards were useless, he lost his protection instantly, and felt like he was not wearing any clothes.

A biting cold instantly spread all over his body, his heartbeat accelerated, his whole body tensed up, this was a long-lost fear!

He hadn’t felt this feeling for many years.

Many images flashed through his mind instantly.

Thirty years ago, he fought guerrilla warfare with government forces in the jungles of South America…

Twenty years ago, he fought with Mexican gangs…

Ten years ago, he had a drink with Los Angeles dignitaries…

A glimmer of enlightenment surged in his heart, he had overturned, he might die!

After thirty years of dominating North America, this was the intuition he gained from countless life-and-death situations. The young man in front of him was more terrifying than anyone he knew.

Locke had an extra gun in his hand, a Glock G48 with a silencer. He did not look at Mario Pierce, but comforted Sarah as if nothing had happened, “It’s okay, the blood is easy to clean, and the single hole is also easy to repair…”

Glock G43 with silencer

The bodyguards who heard the noise in the yard rushed in at this time, but they all crowded at the door and did not dare to come in.

Because although Locke seemed to be holding the G48 casually, the muzzle was facing Mario Pierce.

Mario Pierce stared at Locke in a daze, his expression changing constantly, raised his hand and waved, and the bodyguards at the door immediately retreated, but still guarded the door.

Locke took his attention away from Sarah, rubbed his palm on her smooth and tight belly, looked at Mario Pierce, and said with a smile: “Mr. Pierce, it seems that you don’t know me well enough!”

Mario Pierce’s mouth twitched, and he glanced at the bodyguard next to him who was in pain but stood in front of him without a sound, “Torres, you go out first…”

Torres knew that there was no use for him to stay except to block the gun. Soon, three bodyguards left the room with their arms hanging, and blood was spilled all over the floor.

Mario Pierce glanced at the pale Sarah Mendes, his expression remained calm, and nodded: “I admit that I don’t know you well enough. For Sarah’s sake, give me a straightforward answer, tell me, what do you want to let me go?”

“Hehehe…”

Locke laughed directly, “Mr. Pierce, have you forgotten that you took the initiative to find me…”

He smiled and leaned on the sofa, “Tell me, what do you want to do?”