I cut reality into a movie

This is a gauntlet.

A gauntlet full of provocations and insults.

Also a white supremacist gauntlet to all people of color!

"These bastards!"

"I'll kill them all and leave no one behind!"

Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, Romon closed his eyes and took a dozen deep breaths before he could barely calm his restless heart.

Looking at the pizza box again, after confirming that there was nothing inside except the severed hands of the four poor girls, Romon closed the lid of the pizza box and looked at the mailing address on it.

North Beach, Star Street, No. 17.

"This is a Taylor commercial building in North Beach, but this commercial building has not been completely completed, and it is still a construction site."

With Louise, a little shopper, as her best friend, Tifa knew all the addresses of commercial buildings in San Francisco, even those that hadn't been completed.

"The unfinished Taylor Mall?"

Hearing the location of the decisive battle, Romon sneered: "It seems that our police officer Taylor is very family-loving. Even playing this kind of game of life and death has to be played in his own commercial building."

With a sneer, Romon took out his mobile phone and retrieved the exact location of the commercial building.

Sure enough, the shortest route indicated on the navigation software was the mountain road.

"I think there will be an ambush along the way."

Tifa's powerful intuition not only sensed that the White Dwarf Club would ambush, but even sensed the specific ambush location.

Pointing to a mountain cliff on the map interface, Tifa speculated: "Here, if I were a member of the White Dwarf Club, I would definitely lay an ambush here and push you off the cliff once and for all."

"Ambush..."

Listening to the analysis, Romon nodded slowly, and then ordered: "Well, since there may be an ambush here, I will split up with Tifa and the police officer."

"I took this mountain road to run into their ambush. Officer Tifa chose the safer inner-city road and went directly to the Taylor Commercial Building in North Beach to stand by."

Romon's order was short and clear, but it was difficult to understand: "You know there is an ambush, but you still go on purpose? Why?"

"Because this is a hunt, not a hunt."

Luo Meng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark pupils were full of killing intent: "I said before, I will let these scums die, and no one will die!"

"Hu~~~~~~"

Hearing Romon's oath, Tifa raised his head, looked at the incandescent light tube in the interrogation room, let out a long breath, and sighed, "You are still that bastard, lawless, willful and crazy, the same bastard that hasn't changed at all!"

"But bastards are sometimes more useful than cops, Officer Tifa, what do you think?"

"I don't think the word bastard is very elegant. I want a more elegant written word, so that it will look better when it is written on my resume."

Tifa turned and left the interrogation room, she went to choose the appropriate weapon.

Luo Meng admired the back of the other party leaving gracefully, and emphasized again in his heart: For this heroine, I really love her so much!

Since it is fishing law enforcement, it is still necessary to drive a police car to go out.

Driving the police Dodge that comes standard with the police station, Romon drove all the way to the mountain road.

Just as he was leaving the police station, the bald chief of the North District Bureau walked into the police office with a silly smile on his face and asked Louise:

"Louis, where are Officers Genfort and Officer Chen? Where are they? I have something to do with them."

"They seem to be patrolling the streets, right?"

After cleaning up the leftovers on the table, Louise said uncertainly.

"Walking the streets?"

The bald director waved his hand: "Contact them and tell them to stop patrolling the streets and go back to the bureau quickly. Some FBI agents want to ask them to find out the details of the captain's case."

"OK, I'll contact them right now."

There was no need for the police walkie-talkie, and Louise called the two directly.

It's just that after a long conversation with a blind tone, none of the two answered the phone. This made Louise hang up the phone violently, and then called the two through the police walkie-talkie.

Still no response.

Fuck, didn't these two bastards suddenly get emotional while driving, and then started on the spot?

There were bad pictures in her mind, but Louise covered the two of them: "Director, no one answered, the two of them should have encountered some emergency situation."

"Okay, then you continue to contact them, as long as you get in touch, let them come back immediately."

The bald director gave orders, and reluctantly returned to the office, shrugging at the two FBI agents: "Sorry, two detectives, the two police officers you are looking for are dealing with urgent cases, and it will take some time to come back."

"Please contact me as soon as possible, because behind the captain's case, there are some big and cunning things involved."

Wherever you walk, there must be traces.

No matter how careful the White Dwarf Club is, it will inevitably leave some clues.

Following these clues, FBI agents have long been eyeing them.

It's a pity that these prey, which were targeted by FBI agents, are now being targeted by other hunters, and they are faster hunters.

Chapter 056 The Final Performance of Inescapable Doomed Death and Effortless Survival

Licked by flames.

The refill cigarette in Terry's mouth kept emitting a sour smell that ordinary people could not bear.

But it is this sour smell similar to burnt moss that makes addicts like Terry crave it and go crazy for it.

The faint sense of weightlessness and slight dizziness began to make Terry's brain forget about fear, and even forget about humanity.

He tightened the Sig Sauer MPX-P miniature submachine gun in his hand, and after spitting out the thick smoke from his mouth, he looked bloodthirstyly at President White Dwarf behind him.

"Really? That yellow-skinned monkey really drove a police car into the mountain?"

"Look, as I said long ago, no matter how human-like those yellow-skinned monkeys look, they are not real people after all. Their poor brains don't even think about the possibility of traps."

"It's okay to come. If he doesn't come, all the programs I prepared for him will be wasted. What a pity."

After hanging up the call from the observer at the entrance of the mountain road, President White Dwarf glanced around the dozen or so members present, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a cruel smile:

"Everyone, our yellow-skinned monkey has entered the mountain, it's time to start hunting!"

President White Dwarf's order made the members present collectively excited. They screamed and swayed the hunting instinct buried in the deepest part of their genes.

Terry was yelling and laughing too.

His crazy and distorted smile was clearly captured by the invisible flapping wing unmanned camera almost one meter in front of him.

In the police car, Romon was driving, admiring Terry's distorted laughter, and commented:

"Very good, this smile is very good. It seems that this group actor is very talented in playing the bastard. In return, when the battle is officially fought, I will definitely give him a more beautiful death close-up."

After manipulating the stealth drone camera to clearly capture the sneak attack plan of the enemy's ambush point, Romon was about to control the drone to return, but found an unexpected visitor on the mountain road.

It's a black S-Class Mercedes.

Inside its expensive and luxurious body, sits an old acquaintance of Romon's - Anna.

After being taken back to the psychiatric hospital opened by his family by privilege, the murderer who suffered a sudden mental illness obviously did not obediently receive treatment in the hospital, but was taken by his father to start an outing in the wild.

Indeed, from an objective point of view, the comfortable natural environment in the wild can indeed soothe people's spiritual heart, and has a certain effect on the rehabilitation of mental patients.

But obviously, this kind of comfortable and free treatment is not what an arrested murderer should enjoy.

Anna's father started to swing his special fist again.

With his special punches, he not only took his daughter for a ride in the mountains, but even further evaded the close supervision of the police.

Not only was there no police officer in the car, there was no police car even outside the car.

Looking at this pair of father and daughter who are 'free and free to do whatever they want', Romon raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"At first, I was thinking about how to deal with you, Miss Anna."

"Okay now, since you joined this hunting game so cooperatively, let's bury here with your members."

Romon had never considered being mad a privilege.

Because for the victim, the injury she received is objective, and there will be no change in the injury due to the mental state of the perpetrator.

As for Anna, let alone, she killed people in a sober state, and then went crazy because of other things, she should not receive the so-called mental treatment outside the prison, but... who made her have a dean father.

Romon silently calculated, Anna, the ambush point, and his relative position.

He wants the meeting of the three of them to happen at the same time.

Only in this way can the explosive power of the lens reach its highest level.

The police car that Romon was sitting in started to speed up suddenly, which surprised the White Dwarf member who was following him: "Why did this bastard suddenly start speeding up? Could it be that he found something?"

Frantically pressing the GPS locator on the car, he issued a warning to his accomplices at the ambush point.

"Everyone get ready, that yellow-skinned monkey has accelerated!"

Looking at the accelerated red dot on the screen of the mobile phone, Chairman White Dwarf gave an order calmly.

In view of the suddenness of the monkey hunting plan, they couldn't install the locator on Romon's police car in advance.

In addition, the mountain road where they ambushes has high mountains, dense forests, and many curves. If they want to know the specific position of a car and launch a surprise attack accurately, they can only use this stupid method of sticking to the car and tracking it.

However, judging from the current situation, this method is a bit stupid, but the effect is still very good.

After all, there are no forks in this mountain road, and it is quite difficult to get rid of a stalker.

Listening to the position of Romon approaching from the president's mouth, Terry took out a bottle of amphetamine and injected it into the vein at the crook of his arm.

The strength of refueling cigarettes is still too weak, and he needs stronger stimulation to keep him fighting and excited.

"what!!!!!"

The effect was immediate, a shot of amphetamine was injected into the body, and Terry was like a berserk orc in a fantasy game, completely losing all humanity and becoming a bloodthirsty beast through and through.

Romon's stealth flapping wing camera captured this scene in its entirety.

Then his camera began to switch, turning to Anna and his daughter.

After a day of recuperation, plus her father's painstaking treatment, Anna's madness has recovered a lot.

Now her eyes are clear, looking at the beautiful mountain scenery outside the car window, she can even recall many poems describing the scenery.

"Anna, don't worry, with your father protecting you, you will never go to jail. Recently, you have been hiding in the hospital on the grounds of mental illness. After the limelight passes, your father will help you hire the best lawyer. Exonerated."

"Remember, the so-called laws are just props used to scare the civilians and make them obedient. For us upper class people, they are just a few pages of waste paper."

The lower beam is so crooked that the upper beam will not be right.

Anna can become a white supremacist, and her parents have definitely contributed to her shaping.

The stealth flapping wing camera faithfully records all this.

The ugly faces of the privileged beneficiaries of Anna, father and daughter, are captured in every detail.

The camera turned again, and it was Romon's profile while driving.

At this moment, he has firm eyes and a dignified expression, and every breath he breathes out is full of righteousness, perfectly interpreting the image of a responsible policeman.

At this time, the background music sounded, it was the episode Themes of Pirates of the Caribbean.

Accompanied by the passionate and compact cello sound, Romon controls the camera, constantly switching back and forth between the three of them.

At the ambush point, members of the White Dwarf Stars either stepped on motorcycles or sat on Humvees, clutching the miniature submachine guns in their hands, ready to charge down at any time.

During the Mercedes-Benz, the father and daughter chatted more and more relaxed and freehand. They talked about the various killing poisons created by Anna, and laughed at the colored monkeys tortured by these poisons.

Inside the police car, the expression on Romon's face became more serious. He focused the camera on his right hand holding the steering wheel, and used a fade-in effect to continuously overlap the phantoms of the refugee girls' severed hands with his right hand.

Construct a scene where he and these poor girls fight side by side and share the feeling of revenge.

Episode Themes gradually entered the climax stage.

The surging movement began to roar, roar, and howl.

After a strong drum beat that was strong enough to break through everything, Chairman White Dwarf looked at the GPS location on the phone screen and ordered:

"Attack!"

hum~~~