I cut reality into a movie

She pulled the trigger with a huge angular misalignment, just as the .

A gust of wind suddenly appeared, blowing Tifa's long black hair obliquely, and also blowing the bullets she fired into the real ballistic trajectory of Reaper.

bang.

The corpse fell to the ground.

Looking at the friends around him, a brain hole that cannot be healed suddenly appeared, and even the white dwarf member who injected himself with a large dose of amphetamine felt chilling to the bone.

"Sniper! She's fucking covered by a sniper!"

Shouting, the white dwarf member was about to run into the building, but Death's footsteps were faster than him, and a bullet pierced his heart from behind, permanently freezing the expression of fear on his face.

"Good marksmanship, Officer Tifa, worthy of being the champion of the California Police Sniper Contest." Romon praised Tifa through the headset.

And this cowboy girl was also very direct, without saying a word, she readily accepted Romon's compliment:

"Hmph, seeing how good my marksmanship is, when you, you bastard, do bad things in the future, you have to be more careful. Don't forget that silver bullet is in my hand."

"Yeah, it seems that when I do bad things in the future, I can only hide in the caves surrounded by walls and do bad things carefully."

After joking with Tifa, Romon picked up the Sig Sauer Swipe captured from the ambush point and began to rush into the unfinished Taylor Building head-on.

The sound of fire and gunfire continued.

The corpses of the hole are also falling down.

Romon and Tifa fired alternately, stripping away the danger layer by layer of this murderous concrete building.

"Don't come here!"

"Don't come here!"

"Mom! Mom! Mom! Where are you, Mom! Come and save me! Come and save me!"

This is a white dwarf member who took drugs early, and by now, the stimulant in his body has been metabolized.

And after he lost the false strength built by chemicals, the essence exposed was just a coward who could only cry and keep calling his mother for mercy.

However, most of the time, cowards are more hateful than the strong, and they will only swing their knives at the weaker.

"Madison, you really didn't call this surname for nothing, just like the scalp reward order issued by the president with the same surname back then, the pair of scalp slippers in your house must fit well, right?"

After Luo Meng finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, directly picked up a slightly rusted steel bar on the ground, and inserted it along the bastard's sky cap.

In the end, steel bars replaced his spine and nailed him straight here, confessing his crimes.

Having dealt with this 'traditional hunting' enthusiast, Romon continued to walk towards the roof of this unfinished building.

But when he came to the rooftop, he didn't see Dan Taylor standing here in style, having a rooftop duel like "Infernal Affairs" with him.

He only saw a downhill rope fixed at the corner of the roof, and heard Tifa's low voice of apology:

"Sorry, I didn't keep an eye on him."

"No, Officer Tifa, you've done your cover very well, and as for the sneaky little bastard, I'll catch him."

Romon is a teenage God, but Tifa is not.

He wouldn't ask Tifa to keep an eye on Dan Taylor on the rooftop while concentrating on shooting to support his attack on the building.

This is a requirement of God, not of man.

What's more, Dan Taylor's ability to escape is also a good thing for Romon, because he still has the most critical scene that hasn't been staged yet.

It would be such a pity if Dan Taylor actually confessed here.

Romon comforted Tifa, then ran to the side of the downhill rope in three steps at a time.

Looking down at Dan Taylor, a novice downhiller, who was still hanging in mid-air, Romon pouted slightly, took out the handcuffs around his waist, imitated Uncle Long and handcuffed him on the downhill rope, and planned to continue chasing down.

"What are you going to do?"

"You're not going to rappel with handcuffs, are you?"

Through the 20x lens, Tifa can clearly see every move of Romon and how he started to risk his life.

"There is no way, the bullets are finished, and we can only arrest people physically."

He deliberately took out an empty gun to show his helplessness.

After explaining the scene clearly, Romon began to clenched the handcuffs with both hands, and started downhill unprotected.

The violent shaking from the downhill rope made Dan Taylor, who was descending cautiously, tighten his expression.

He raised his head in a panic and looked up, just as he saw Romon's rapidly sliding back, and then took a closer look, seeing that Romon dared to descend so fast with only a pair of handcuffs, Dan Taylor roared angrily:

"Jackie Chen! You're a fucking lunatic, you know that!"

"I know, I've always known!"

Luo Meng lowered his head and looked at Dan Taylor: "But I am crazy because of my conscience, unlike you, who are only crazy because of the rotten white skin on my body!"

"Hahahahahaha! Jackie Chen! You don't have to talk about fairness and justice! Who do you think you are? Superman? Want to solve everything?"

"I'm certainly not Superman, and I don't want to be."

Romon adjusted his voice to make it smooth and low:

"I just want to be a policeman, a policeman who is only responsible for his conscience!"

Chapter 057 Mom, Mom, Why Did That Policeman Fly Up On A Bicycle?

Finally, Dan Taylor's feet landed on the ground.

Feeling the smoothness and stability of the marble floor under his feet, Dan Taylor, who is a beginner downhill, let out a long breath: Fuck it, it’s finally safe!

After calming down a little, Dan Taylor raised his head again, cast his resentful eyes on Romon, who was still descending in the air, and pulled a cruel smile from the corner of his mouth:

"Officer Chen, say goodbye to this world."

Dan Taylor grinned grimly, pulled out the Luger P345 pistol on his waist, pointed at Romon's figure, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The flickering flames of the bullets blasted out, leaving a whizzing sonic boom in the air.

At the same time, it was Romon who burst out the strength of his waist and abdomen in an instant, allowing his buttocks to jump downhill, and transformed into a face-down stepping on the wall.

Step by step, Romon stepped on the rough concrete wall of the unfinished building and started to run towards the ground.

And his sudden burst of speed also made Dan Taylor's pistol shot a perfect miss, making every bullet Dan Taylor fired turned into smoke and dust splashing behind Romon's back.

"Oh fuck!"

"Is this bastard really human?"

Seeing Romon suddenly stepping on the wall and running wildly, Dan Taylor almost stared his eyes away.

At this moment, he didn't even bother to worry about his poor marksmanship. Seeing that Romon was getting closer to the ground, Dan Taylor had no calmness to continue fighting. Now he only had one thought - run away .

Knowing the front of the Taylor Building, there is still a bastard sniper staring at him all the time.

Dan Taylor couldn't go to the parking lot in the front yard to drive anymore. He could only slam his head into the street behind the Taylor Building with his heart fixed and his eyes fixed.

Just as Dan Taylor turned his head and started running, Romon, who was downhill in handcuffs, also landed successfully.

He quickly let go of the handcuffs, which had become hot from the constant friction, and ran towards Dan Taylor while blowing on his palms to cool down.

The wide streets of North Beach are full of tourists.

Romon and Dan Taylor, one of them gritted their teeth and chased each other, while the other fled with their lives. It was to inject a lot of chaotic elements into the relaxed and freehand atmosphere of the North Beach promenade.

"Go away! Go away! Let her mother go away!"

Dan Taylor tried his best to escape while pushing away the pedestrians who were in the way.

He kept squeezing the muscles of his legs and ran the fastest record that he had never achieved in his life. Unfortunately, the situation at this moment did not give him any joy of breaking the record.

On the contrary, the scorching gas constantly expelled from the lungs scorched his swollen and congested throat, making every step forward for Dan Taylor a huge torture to his body.

Huh~~~huh~~~huh~~~

Dan Taylor was breathing hard. He felt that every time he spit out the foul air, there was not only the carbon dioxide metabolized by the body, but also his soul and consciousness.

His eyes started to blur, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

Just as he was thinking about whether he could give up, the hope of life came - a white Lincoln Aviator parked on the side of the road.

He knew this car, and it belonged to Secourt, his subordinate in the police force.

the other side.

Just a window away.

Sekot, who was sitting in the car, didn't know that he was being watched.

Today is his day off, and it is also a day for him to flirt with girls. He puts on his favorite suit and drives the Lincoln Aviator whose loan has not been paid off.

At this moment, Secourt was looking at the vanity mirror under the sun visor to adjust his appearance, when he heard someone knock on the glass of the co-pilot.

"Who the hell knocked on my car window?"

Sekot turned his head in displeasure, and was about to curse, when he saw Dan Taylor, who was sweating profusely, knocking on the car window eagerly.

Quickly opened the car door, Secott invited his immediate boss into the car, and was about to say hello and show off his senior licking skills, when he was stuffed by the thick barrel of the Luger pistol.

"If you don't want to die, drive!"

"okokokok!"

With the gun barrel in his mouth, Sekot couldn't speak, he could only falter and nod.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he knew that Dan Taylor looked very abnormal now, and if he didn't behave obediently, his head would explode.

After putting into gear and pumping up the gas, Sekot drove the car back onto the motorway.

However, the moment his car started, he saw Romon in police uniform, running to the place where he had just parked, touching his knees with his hands, panting and looking towards him.

"Sir, what happened to Jackie Chen in the back, and what happened to you today?"

"Don't ask questions if you don't want to die, just keep driving!"

Dan Taylor, who was slightly relieved, didn't want to answer any questions at the moment. He just pointed a gun at Secourt and kept urging him to leave quickly.

Because Dan Taylor still didn't have a sense of security in his heart even though he was sitting in Secourt's Lincoln car. He always felt that Romon would not let him go so easily.

Facts have proved that his intuition is quite accurate.

Seeing Dan Taylor hijacking the car and fleeing, Romon, who was following behind, just put on an impatient expression on his face, but he was thinking about how to perform this car chase scene in his heart.

Take a taxi to chase?Almost mean.

Follow up on foot?Almost logical again.

While his thoughts were spinning, Romon's eyes suddenly focused, and he saw a good thing - a stunt bike parked by the side of the road.

Riding a bicycle to chase a car, this scene is too much like Uncle Long.

"Whose car is this? I'll borrow it!"

Turning over and getting into the car, Romon tried his best to chase Secourt's Lincoln car with his legs, leaving only a long notice: "Tomorrow, I will pick up the car at the North Branch. If there is any damage, I will fully compensate for it."

Seeing that his car was expropriated by the police to catch thieves, the guy who was buying cigarettes on the street didn't mind the car being ridden away. He just yelled in a daze:

"Officer, there are four wheels on the opposite side!"

The police chased the Lincoln sedan on a bicycle, and it became the most beautiful scenery on the streets of Beitan. Passers-by were at a loss when they saw this miraculous scene:

"What is this for? Making a movie? Chasing a car on a bicycle. This is the first time I've seen such a crazy game."

"Ah~ It's hopeless, the San Francisco police are completely hopeless, can even idiots be policemen now? Chasing cars on a bicycle? Why doesn't he just grow wings and come out to chase, that way he can go faster...Fuck !Did she really fly?"

The scene of chasing a car on a bicycle sounds pretty ridiculous.

But when these melon-eating passers-by watched Romon jump onto the trunk of a Toyota car with a flying car, and then kicked two steps, using the roof of the car to leap over the fence in the middle of the road, and instantly pulled into the space between the car and the Lincoln car. After the gap between them, the doubts and confusion of these passers-by turned to praise.

However, for Romon, the wonderful performance has just begun. In order to pursue the tension of the camera, he can't just come to such a small leap over the guardrail. He needs more and more exciting performances.

Looking back and forth on the street, Romon quickly fixed his gaze on a bridge crossing the street.

OK, that's it.

Having determined his goal, Romon accelerated his pedaling speed. The moment he reached the overpass, he lifted the handlebar abruptly, jumped onto the handrail of the overpass stairs, and rode on it as if walking on flat ground.

"Look mom! Superman!"

A little boy who was climbing the stairs saw Romon flying past the handrail, and his two big green eyes burst out with a dazzling look.