I cut reality into a movie

Tifa's determination and self-confidence made Romon understand that the heroic female police officer in front of him was his teammate, a teammate he could rely on.

“taco (a kind of Mexican burrito, made of corn crust, filled with vegetables and meat sauce).”

"In the night market in the Bay Area, there is a super good Mexican restaurant, and the taco in it can be unforgettable for a lifetime if you try it once."

Where is the charm of Tifa.

Just because of her chicness.

Never ink, never nonsense, never hypocritical.

Cleanly flicking his single ponytail, Tifa grabbed the safety rope outside the hole and raised his chin at Romon: "Officer Chen, I think it's time to get off work now?"

"of course."

Romon put away Anna's cell phone, patted the USB flash drive in his pocket, and grabbed the safety rope outside: "I'm already looking forward to what the super delicious taco that Police Officer Tifa said will taste like. gone."

Romon and Tifa left the Klein Communication Building.

After their cars had all driven to the night market, the four security guards patrolling on the [-]th floor were awakened by the urgent sounding of the intrusion alarm.

"What's the matter, what happened?"

The team leader in the security guard picked up the walkie-talkie and questioned the person who raised the alarm, but on the other end of the walkie-talkie, there was a roar from the general manager of Klein Communications San Francisco Branch:

"What's going on? You four wastes still have the guts to ask me? Now open the computer room and let me see with your dog eyes what's going on!"

After Romon left, the monitoring facilities of the Klein Communication Building fully returned to normal. Looking at the monitoring screen, a large hole suddenly appeared in the server room, and the security guard who was in charge of watching the monitoring woke up from a stupor.

He didn't dare to delay at all, and directly reported to the general manager layer by layer.

Now, the general manager of Klein Communications is already standing in the monitoring room, yelling at the four useless security guards.

Um?You ask why the general manager is so anxious not to go upstairs?

Friends, this is the United States, a country where all gangsters have guns, even guns, explosives and booby traps alongside the guns, there is no guarantee that someone will bury a few in the computer room.

At this time, it is necessary to spend money to hire security guards to go ahead and watch the thunder.

Hearing the roar of the general manager, the four security guards didn't dare to delay. They opened the door of the computer room and rushed in with guns in hand.

The icy night wind slapped her face coldly.

Looking at the big hole in the glass curtain wall of the computer room, the blood of the four security guards became cold:

It never occurred to them that they would casually say, "Let's bring a thief to amuse them." In the end, they really attracted a thief, and they descended from the outside of the building.

Putting aside the bewildered security guards and the constant scolding general manager.

Turn around and talk about the white dwarf club that has all entered anger mode.

"Let's talk about it, everyone, how to deal with this Jackie Chen?"

President White Dwarf, who rushed back to the club overnight, relieved the pain in his head by constantly kneading his temples.

He is tired.

In less than two days, the president, who had been domineering and domineering in San Francisco for many years, experienced three super-heavy attacks: his collaborator was arrested, his girlfriend went crazy, and the White Dwarf Club was exposed.

After being hit hard in the face by these three punches, Chairman White Dwarf can still sit here and preside over the counterattack, which already proves the mentality of this old man.

"My idea is to directly let this yellow-skinned monkey disappear from the world."

Dan Taylor expressed his attitude with a cold voice: "All the troubles our club encountered today are caused by this Seattle monkey."

"If it wasn't for him, the captain wouldn't have been caught. If it wasn't for him, Anna wouldn't be driven crazy. If it wasn't for him, the secret of the White Dwarf Club wouldn't be exposed."

"We must kill this yellow-skinned monkey jumping up and down, this is a matter of our human dignity!"

As the heir to a political family, Dan Taylor, who learned the art of manipulating people since he was a child, rarely expresses his attitude so clearly. In the past, he always hinted at what he wanted to do and let the people around him express it. As for himself, it is very Talk less.

But today, he stopped pretending and directly expressed his murderous intent towards Romon. It can be seen that Romon's phone call that interrupted his excitement just now had indeed caused the young man of this aristocratic family to suffer a lot.

I don't know if medicine can restore my glory in the future.

If he still has a future.

Even a calm faction like Dan Taylor expressed his killing intent positively, let alone these racist lunatics left in White Dwarf.

They set up the White Dwarf Club to satisfy their distorted desire for white supremacy and to persecute other people of color.

Now, this group of racist lunatics, ridiculed by an Asian policeman on the face, they can easily let Romon go.

"Let him disappear. A monkey dares to jump like this in front of humans. I think he has lived enough."

"That's right, that yellow-skinned monkey must die, I hate those monkeys the most!"

"I also voted yes, for the dignity of the club."

Of the 55 members of the White Dwarf Club, none of them objected, and all voted in favor. They must kill Romon, that annoying yellow-skinned monkey.

It's about their face and their dignity.

All the members passed, and the president naturally didn't say much. He glanced around the crowd who were eager to try, and finally fixed his gaze on Dan Taylor's face:

"Dan, is a yellow-skinned monkey enough? Will the recording in his hand be passed on to those close to him."

"No, based on what I know about him, he is a personal hero. Since he called me on his own initiative and made me a gauntlet, then he just wanted to use the secret in his hand to lure us to take the initiative, and then come A game of self-defense."

Dan Taylor accurately analyzed Romon's thoughts, and a mocking smile began to appear on the corner of his mouth: "Since he wants to play a game with us, then let's play with him, so that he will understand that no matter how he jumps up and down, he will be It's just a monkey in a cage, an animal for human entertainment."

"Where is the venue?"

President White Dwarf didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly where to do it.

"The Taylor Commercial Building in North Beach is about to be completed, so this yellow-skinned monkey will be a sacrifice before the opening."

At the beginning, the San Francisco Police Chief's evaluation of Dan Taylor was that he was a devout evangelical.

But judging from the current situation, Dan Taylor is more likely to believe in a cult such as Satanism than evangelicals, and he even talks about sacrifices.

What's even more frightening is that the other white dwarf members present are also familiar with the word sacrifice, which shows that there is no human being sitting here, and they are all just demons in human skin.

"Maybe, we can add another raid."

Facing Google Maps, Chairman White Dwarf looked at the terrain around North Beach, pointed to a secluded mountain road and said: "This road is the shortest road from the Northern Division of the San Francisco Police Department to the Taylor Building in North Beach. , as long as we can get Jackie Chen to start urgently from the North District Bureau, then he will have a high probability of passing this road."

"And here."

Pointing to a cliff in the middle of the mountain road, President White Dwarf planned: "If we can launch a sneak attack here and directly drive Jackie Chen and his car down the mountain, then we can end this game early. "

"Dan, if I remember correctly, this Jackie Chen broke the San Francisco Police Department's three-shot assessment record and became the policeman with the best marksmanship in the history of the San Francisco Police Department."

"I think, we humans need to use some wisdom to deal with such a flexible monkey."

Fearing that these racists in the club would insist on confronting the sharpshooter Romon, President White Dwarf said very euphemistically that it is human wisdom to use tricks.

"Great idea."

Dan Taylor is undoubtedly sensible. He always only pursues the result, not the process. As long as he can kill Romon, he doesn't care if there is a shameless sneak attack in the execution method.

"Dan, what can you do to get Jackie Chen to fight urgently?" Seeing that his friend is always so reliable, President White Dwarf's expression improved a little.

"Officer Chen is a hero, or he thinks he is a hero."

"To deal with such heroes, we only need a little sinful stimulus to make their blood surge and lose their minds."

Dan Taylor sneered, and his thin lips spat out tricks: "Go and chop off the hands of the quadruplets, and we will also send a letter of war to Police Officer Chen."

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The next day, the North District Bureau.

Romon and Tifa showed up on time in front of the time card machine in the police lobby.

They came to work as usual.

After all, for the two of them, the bait has already been thrown out, and the next day is to wait for the fish to take the bait, and they believe that the wait will not be too long, because the people in the White Dwarf Club are a bunch of complete lunatics.

But for lunatics, they have no fear, no fear, they only have to fight.

"Yo, Officer Tifa, good morning."

Romon walked to Tifa's desk with a smile and said hello, while Tifa looked at the Cantonese-style morning tea takeaway that Romon put on the table, with a puzzled look on his face: "Officer Chen, what did you buy? ?”

"Early, didn't we make an agreement at the beginning? As long as I can successfully enter the San Francisco Police Department, I will cover the breakfast for your officer Tifa."

"Now, I've come to fulfill my promise."

After filming "John Wick", Romon and Tifa had a brief confrontation about joining the police force.

In the end, Romon won with his good eloquence and convinced Tifa, who was worried about his exposure.

But the price is that Officer Tifa's breakfast in the future will be taken care of by Romon, a junior in the police station.

"Wow~~~"

"This is really a heart-warming suitor! Tifa, you have found a treasure!"

The love radar frantically called the police and knew nothing about the police business. Only Louise, who had a very high sensitivity to love, appeared beside Tifa and pinched her shoulders with a smirk.

"Don't talk nonsense, Chen and I are just friends, he didn't pursue me."

Tifa explained her relationship with Romon, but for some reason, there seemed to be a little resentment mixed in her tone.

But soon, this resentment was replaced by sweetness, because Tifa really didn't expect that the teasing she said casually at the beginning would be actually carried out by Romon as a promise.

The feeling of being remembered is really great.

Full of happiness, lingering around Tifa, made the love detective Louise beside her excited:

It's this flavor!

That's it!

The rich, sweet smell like freshly baked cookies, this is the smell of love, this girl Tifa finally fell in love.

Just as Louise was enjoying the taste of Tifa's sweet love with her aunt's smile on her face, a sudden strange smell interrupted her enjoyment.

A little sour.

A bit smelly.

And mixed with a little blood.

oh fuck, who is this hangover threw up, slipped on vomit, and busted his nose?

Why is there such a strange smell all of a sudden?

It took my good mood away.

Using a strange analogy, Louise frowned and turned around, and saw the little receptionist at the front desk walking over with a large pizza box, and said hello to Romon:

"Officer Chen, your pizza has arrived."

"My pizza?"

Romon also faintly smelled the ominous smell in the pizza box. He didn't overreact. He just took the pizza box and thanked the reception girl, "Thank you for helping me deliver the pizza, Ms. Salia."

"It's nothing, it's my job."

The reception girl smiled shyly, pointed to the pizza box and said, "Officer Chen, although I told the courier who delivered the pizza that the pizza he delivered had a strange smell, the man said that the smell is from Police Officer Chen. You customized, what kind of pizza did you customize, can't it be canned herring?"

"It's not canned herring, but it's not a popular taste either."

Romon shook his head lightly, and was about to go out with the pizza box in his hand: "For everyone's appetite, I'll go outside and open it."

"Chen, wait for me, I'll go with you." Tifa stood up and followed Romon closely.

"Officer Tifa, I have a hunch that if you see what's in the box, you're going to say goodbye to today's morning."

"Today's goodbye, then you can continue to buy it for me tomorrow. Don't forget the promise you made at the beginning, but you will always be responsible."

Walking together, Romon and Tifa walked into an empty interrogation room.

Putting the pizza box in his hand on the cold and hard interrogation table, Romon took a deep breath and opened the box lid.

is the hand.

Four right hands.

Four of them were cut off from the wrist together, and it was the right hand of a brown-skinned young girl.

The tops of these four hands were covered with blood, soil, and human reproductive fluid that had dried up long ago, but was still disgusting.

All four hands, all firmly taped to the bottom of the pizza box.

The reason for doing this is that the person who put in these four hands, in order for Romon to see it at the first time, all four of them pointed his middle fingers upright.