I cut reality into a movie

bitch?

What bitch?

Ah, Xiba, I haven't mentioned it for too long, I almost forgot that there is a money-digging girlfriend who abandoned me.

Cui Zicheng recalled his personality, adjusted his mentality, and his desire for status and money reappeared on his face: "Brother Xiangzhe, I will seize this opportunity to make contributions and make that bitch regret it for the rest of his life!"

"Very good! Zicheng, I knew I was right about you."

Kim Sang-cheol also heaved a sigh of relief. After all, two thugs from the Holy One Church just disappeared in the Luther block a few days ago, and now the entire Holy One Church is basically not talking about it there, and no one is willing to go there to top the tank.

Kim Sang-cheol could only fool newcomers like Luo Meng into the past. As for why the old man Cui Zicheng was brought along, that was purely made by Cui Zicheng himself.

Who made this CIA undercover, in order to gain the favor of other people in the organization as much as possible, to make himself approachable and easy to talk to, since you are easy to talk to, no wonder the organization threw you into the tank at a critical moment.

After persuading Cui Zicheng, Kim Sang-cheol looked at Luo Meng again.

The result is of course satisfactory.

After all, the character created by Romon is a stunned young character who dares to fight and kill and is not afraid of death. In the shootout at the Dafa Cai Casino, Romon has already proved his bloodthirsty and belligerence, so the expression on his face at this moment, Only eager to try.

I have to say, Brother Zaizhong is really lucky, to meet such a stunned young man who is not afraid of death, which saves me a lot of trouble.

"Ren Yong, work hard, I believe it won't be long before you can sit in the same position as me."

With a sloppy word of encouragement to Luo Meng, Kim Sang-cheol looked down at the watch on his wrist, pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and then said goodbye quickly: "You two, brother Zai Zhong is very optimistic about you, you must perform well."

"Of course, if anything happens, remember to contact the church as soon as possible. The church will always be your strongest backing."

After finishing speaking, Kim Sang-cheol patted the shoulders of Luo Meng and Cui Zicheng each, and then turned and left without looking back.

Looking at his back, Luo Meng and Cui Zicheng agreed in their hearts at the same time - of course I will contact the church, and I will contact soon!

One FBI undercover, one CIA undercover.

Facing the chaotic Lutheran neighborhood, the first thing these two thought in their minds was to take the initiative to cause trouble there, and then rely on solving the trouble to get credit as soon as possible and reach the top of the church as soon as possible.

"Ren Yong."

"Brother Zicheng?"

"Let's make a good career out of him?"

"That's necessary. I want my name, Park In-yong, to be known to everyone in Luther Street!"

Looking at each other, Luo Meng and Cui Zicheng smiled.

Their smiles are so bright and full of meaning at the same time.

"Go? I'll take you to Luther Street now?"

Now that the situation has developed and Cui Zicheng needs to make a little contribution to climb to a higher place, then he is not in ink, and will go to Luther Street immediately to check the situation.

"Then trouble Brother Zicheng to lead the way."

Cui Zicheng is not a person of Moji, not even Luo Meng. He has even begun to think about how to make a specific plan.

The two stopped a taxi and came to Luther Street in no time.

Just from the superficial street view, it is no different from other neighborhoods in Tulsa.

It's all standard middle American style:

The building height is generally not high, but the road is extremely wide, and the abundant sunlight in the sunny belt sprinkles on the street, giving it a unique sense of freedom and indulgence.

To describe that feeling specifically, it is the feeling of wanting to make people gallop.

Stepping on the horse's back gracefully, then shaking the rein in his hand fiercely, and then enjoying the feeling of staring at the horse while galloping.

Da-da-da-da.

Just when Romon was looking at the spacious and bright street in front of him and had delusions, the sound of horseshoes trampling on the road behind him actually came.

Following the sound, Romon turned his head curiously.

Then, his eyes froze.

It was a white thoroughbred with a high head and sharp eyes.

But Romon cared more about the rider than the horse.

On the belly of the snow-white horse without a trace of hair, there is a pair of long legs wearing black mid-cut riding boots. Looking up along these legs, there is an orange-yellow-style police uniform for a security officer, and the matching one is A solid colored cowboy hat.

And under the wide brim of the cowboy hat was Tifa's face as bright as the sun.

At this moment, she was like a cowboy in a western movie, constantly spinning the lasso in her hand, aiming at a little gangster running away on the sidewalk, and throwing it out.

Accurate hit.

The lasso got stuck on the punk's shoulders, and with Tifa's forceful pull, the punk who lost his balance fell directly on his back to the ground.

Tifa is filming! ?

Looking at such a surreal scene, even if the heroine was Tifa, Romon was a little dumbfounded.

But when he looked around at the reactions of passers-by, he realized that he was the only one who was surprised by this scene. Even Cui Zicheng, a Korean, didn't think there was anything wrong with Tifa's behavior. Instead, he explained to Romon :

"Ren Yong, isn't this scene amazing? It looks like a cowboy movie?"

"Actually, this kind of thing is quite common in Tulsa. The animal husbandry industry is developed here, and there are often horses, cattle and sheep, running on the road, and every time this happens, there will be mounted police with a lasso. Runaway animals caught."

"Of course, sometimes, if they happen to come across criminals, these mounted police officers will also use a noose."

Cui Zicheng explained, then scratched his curly hair, breathed air and praised: "Hiss~~ This is Tulsa City, when did such a beautiful police officer come here, with such a face, such a figure, what a pity to be a policeman, She should be in Hollywood!"

That's impossible.

She is my queen heroine, how can she go to Hollywood to work for other directors.

Romon groaned in his heart, and then watched Tifa get off the horse and handcuff the gangster who was lying on the ground. She put the noose away and said:

"Sir, you were arrested on the grounds of robbery in the street. There are witnesses and evidence. Come with me to the bureau to make a record."

With a black leather gloved hand, he took out the wallet that the little bastard put in his pocket, and Tifa pulled him to stand up.

In the end, instead of cooperating, the little bastard lay down on the ground and began to cry: "My tailbone! My tailbone is broken! You're violent law enforcement! Bitch, I'm going to sue you for violent law enforcement!"

"Sir, resisting arrest is not a good habit, it will make you suffer a lot." Tifa pointed to the law enforcement recorder on his chest, indicating to the little gangster, all his behavior was recorded.

But the little bastard lying on the ground was unmoved, and just kept yelling dirty words like whore, slut, and violent law enforcement that would raise blood pressure.

Seeing that the other party was so stubborn, Tifa didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and directly grabbed the little bastard's sleeve, turned his lying position into a prone position, and then strangled the little bastard's mouth with the hemp rope on the lasso, letting him After he stopped talking nonsense, he was tied up and thrown on the horse's back. Tifa led the horse and walked towards the Tulsa police station.

"Ah Xiba, the appearance and personality of this policewoman are too far apart, she's so fucking tough!"

Looking at Tifa's bold and unrestrained way of handling the case, Cui Zicheng complained: "However, she dares to treat prisoners like this in today's America, so she won't be afraid that 'human rights' fighters will trouble her?"

Don't worry, those human rights fighters can't see Tifa.

Turning on the screen of the phone, Romon started an app with a bomb icon on it.

This is a set of virus programs written by him, which is used to directional clear some news on the Internet that he does not want to read.

Now the function of this virus program is to erase the photos of Tifa with keywords such as 'policewoman, violent law enforcement, lasso' from the entire Internet.

"Fuck, Twitter is fucking broken again, the picture I posted doesn't show at all, it's cheap for this violent law enforcement bastard policewoman!"

Romon's hacking program is quite effective. The moment he started the program, not far behind him, a liberal leftist drug addict with colorful tattoos on his face, a dog in his arms, and needle holes all over his arms The woman wailed in pain.

She wrote a few hundred words of promotional essays for Tifa, but now it's useless.

The clown in the shadows howled in pain.

The policewoman, who was bathed in the sun, held her head high and walked firmly on the broad avenue of Tulsa.

She returned to the direction of the police station, which happened to be the direction where Romon was standing. It was only at this moment that she noticed that Romon had also come to Tifa in Tulsa. Looking at the smiling accomplice on the roadside, she didn't react too much, just looked at Romon Blinking his right eye slightly, he continued walking forward.

But after she passed Romon, her steps were firmer and clearer than before.

Da-da-da-da.

The sound of the policewoman's leather boots stepping on the ground was covered by the crisp sound of horseshoes.

Looking at the other party, one man, one horse, one prisoner, walking away like the ending of a western movie, Cui Zicheng muttered thoughtfully: "This policewoman is interesting..."

"It's really interesting. This is what I think a big American girl should look like. What I saw last time in Las Vegas!"

With a squinting expression on his face, Romon uttered words that fit his identity.

But Cui Zicheng listened to his emotion, shook his head and said: "As for this policewoman, I advise you to stay away from her, and it is best not to see her a second time."

"Why? Just because she's a policeman?"

"Yes, because she is a policeman."

As Cui Zicheng said, he patted Luo Meng on the shoulder: "Do you know what kind of woman the president prefers most? It's this kind of beautiful white female police officer. He especially likes the kind that tears up the aura of justice on the policewoman's body bit by bit. , let them feel a little depraved."

"Just this policewoman, with her face, [-]% will be watched by the president, so you'd better stay away from her, otherwise you will be the one who will be unlucky in the end."

Cui Zicheng was warning Luo Meng, but at the same time, he was also thinking about whether he could start with this policewoman and find a smooth path to the president of the Holy One Church.

That is to say, Romon doesn't know what Cui Zicheng is thinking now, otherwise Romon would have to complain: Did you graduate from the same school as Sherlock, and you wouldn't play other games without seduction?Everyone has to jump into this pit?

Hearing Cui Zicheng's warning to him, Romon nodded slightly, expressing that he understood, but also looking forward to how Tifa would deal with these buzzing flies.

That's right, these people, these covetousness, and these malicious intentions, to Tifa, are harassment at the level of flies.

Just like she said.

She was never some weak, fairy-tale princess who needed a prince to save her.

As the champion of the California 48kg women's kickboxing competition.

The best officer on record with the San Francisco Police Department.

As a sniper who can shoot without missing a bullet against the strong wind on the roof of a building 800 meters away.

As a hunter from a family of hunters, with top intuition.

Tifa never needed any overprotection.

All she needs is a figure standing firmly with her, and a little help from the secret under certain special circumstances.

What Romon did was to achieve these two points.

He wasn't watching Tifa's back.

Because that girl was doing a job she loved, it was time for Romon to start his own.

"Ren Yong, where do you want to go?"

After recovering from Tifa, Cui Zicheng no longer paid attention to this beautiful accident, but began to return to the Luther block itself. He still had to bring this stunned young man, Romon, to do something big and climb up quickly. Woolen cloth.

"Let's go to the Thunder Gang first." Romon pointed to the question he was most interested in: "I want to know what kind of relationship that motorcycle gang has with our church. It stands to reason that we are playing with faith, and they are playing with gangsters." , we don't conflict."

"Do not conflict?"

Cui Zicheng chuckled: "Renyong, you don't really think that our church only relies on donations from believers to support so many people?"

"Is there anything else to do?"

"Do you feel that you make too much money when you make money?"

Cui Zicheng rolled his eyes at Luo Meng, then grasped with both hands, made a gesture of grabbing milk, and then put his thumb and index finger together in front of his mouth, and made a gesture of smoking: "These two industries are good ways to get money. Ah, it can be said that apart from the one in Las Vegas, which must be done by the native Indians in Tulsa, the church has finished all other legal businesses."

"legitimate?"

Luo Meng was dumbfounded: "In Tulsa, are the first two actually legal businesses?"

"Of course it is legal. The leaves sold by the church are all certified. Why is it not legal? As for the other side, it is just free love between believers, and it is also legal."

Cui Zicheng laughed and walked forward, leaving only a back view of Luo Meng who said nothing.

It is legal, yes, it is obviously legal and clean.

It's in the dark~~~

Luo Meng shook his head lightly, followed Cui Zicheng's pace, and asked, "According to this, the conflict between the church in the Luther block is mainly the business conflict with the Honglei Gang."

"Most of them are." Cui Zicheng explained: "Except for the group of motorcycle guys from Honglei Gang, the Tulsa Police Department also slightly affects the church's business, but with enough money, it's okay there."

"On the contrary, the group of native Indians in the reservation, the church has been talking with them about the construction of the casino, but the result has not been reached."

"You just came to the United States, and you may not understand how difficult the group of natives on the reservation is. They are like a group of old antiques who lived a thousand years ago. They are troublesome to death."

Cui Zicheng smacked his lips, showing that he was very annoyed by the natives of the reservation.