Chapter 404: Things always smell

At about four in the afternoon, the community school began to leave school, and the yellow big balla left the school with students in a car.
Which twelve-year-old students sighed and sighed in the school, prepared to pass a little time, and then went to the school's restaurant for a fairly sumptuous dinner.
After that, we will go to the "late self-study" invented by our principal. The time will last until nine o'clock, and a school bus will take them home safely.
Shirley drove her black MPV out of the school and drove straight towards her home.
When Shirley appeared on the road, many cars around started at the same time. Far away chasing Shirley's car started slowly.
These people are fairly professional. They were aware of their possible competitors before, but some of them found the other, and some of them were faintly felt.
It's so obvious that everyone is suddenly on the road together. Everyone started to watch, but just followed Shirley's car and didn't dare to act lightly.
Just as they were alert and thinking about the countermeasures, Shirley's car was bumped from the side by a van at a crossroad.
A man in a gray hoodie jumped off the van, rushed to Shirley's overturned car, pierced his body and searched in the back seat of the car, then stuffed a small black thing into his pocket , Then turned and ran.
This man's action caused a great response from the team behind. The originally calm street seemed to suddenly boil, and a dozen cars accelerated quickly, chasing after the man in the gray hoodie.
Fox was driving, Alvin sat on the co-pilot, looked at the scene in front of the radio on his ears, and said, "The agents are really terrible. Fortunately, Shirley is not in that car. Yi Senkant is not polite to him. "
As Alvin called again, "Bangui, how are you? Have you died?"
Just then, Ethan Khanty's voice was suddenly inserted into the communicator, "What's wrong with you? Why didn't Bangui reply? Our appointed time is almost a minute away!"
Alvin froze, glanced at the driving Fox, and scolded: "FUCK is not Ethan Hunt, let's chase. Don't let those people know that the battery is fake!"
As Fox speeded up, Alvin called Bangui again and said, "Bangui, are you dead? Call me before you die, and I'll let you pick you up."
Bangui, posing as Shirley, broke away from her seat belt and said painfully on the radio: "I'm fine, that person is not Ethan Hunt, go after him!"
Alvin was relieved. If Bangui really had something to do with the fake Shirley, his heart would be uncomfortable.
Alvin pressed the radio again to switch to the public channel this time, and said, "Frank, where are you?"
Frank said deep on the radio: "I saw that guy, he got on a black Chevrolet SUV, and I'm after him."
Ethan Hunt interjected suddenly and said, "Don't worry, I'll catch up with him too. Let's go a little further and someone will ask him for trouble first.
We have to find out all of them, and we must not miss one. "
Alvin doesn't matter. After Bangui was knocked over, this matter has nothing to do with the school. As long as you grab the and grab the battery back to yourself, you will completely get away.
After that, I was accompanied by Ethan Hunt to complete the 30% of the task, which dropped his ranking on the CIA's blacklist.
Fox was quite excited, following the guidance of Shirley, who was also the driver, chasing their cars.
The black Chevrolet SUV shuttled through the evening rush traffic with extremely fast speed, trying to get rid of the chaser behind it.
Just as Chevrolet was about to leave Hell's Kitchen and enter Brooklyn, a bullet that didn't know where it came from hit Chevrolet's cab.
The driver's sudden death made Chevrolet out of control and caused a terrible tumbling. It rolled seven or eight laps on the road, damaged several passing cars, and stopped Chevrolet.
Five men in suits, with bright bald heads and bar codes printed on their heads, rushed to the side of Chevrolet cars with pistols.
They were very acquainted, facing the chasing after them, four of them took guns to stop them, one opened the back door of Chevrolet, dragged the stunned gray man out, and started searching for them. Want something.
On the roof of a resident building in the distance, a handsome bald man is holding a sniper rifle to cover his associates.
The male with a bald bar code stared at the scope, and there was almost no expression on the cold face. Every time he fired, he could stop a car following.
Faced with this terrible marksmanship, the chasing cars stopped in the back, many people took automatic rifles and began to use the cover of the vehicle to start shooting towards the bald man who was searching for the man in gray.
At this time, several groups of forces that should have been hostile to each other tacitly united, and wanted to solve these extremely powerful suit balds first.
The fierce gun battle erupted completely at this moment, and various types of bullets flew over the street.
The Chevrolet SUV was stopped at the junction of Hell's Kitchen and Brooklyn. Faced with the shouting bullets, people on both sides reacted differently.
The crowd over Brooklyn cried and ran around, various vehicles collided and the crowd stomped in.
Fortunately, the chasers here were aimed at those barcode bald heads, and the bullets all shone at them, which did not cause much casualties. Only a few unlucky ghosts were knocked to the ground by stray bullets, howling in pain.
Hell's Kitchen is another scene. No one is too panic. The first reaction of most people when they hear gunfire is to lie on the ground.
Then they found that they were not targeting themselves, and they would not rush to stand up, but slowly climbed into the roadside shops or alleys.
In a cafe on the side of the road, big boss Bruto is negotiating with several gangsters in Brooklyn. He is ready to officially let his "marijuana drug store" expand.
Bruto, sitting in the deck, wore a hip-hop costume, a gold chain with four or five thumbs hanging around his neck, a cigar in his hand, and looked down at the three gangsters sitting opposite him. Said: "Now it is a legal society, why do you always want to do illegal things? I have completely let go of the drug business, and I have given up the channel. You want to fight for it yourself."
With that, Bruto glanced proudly at his lawyer sitting in the corner, and said with a smile, "I'm a serious businessman now, and I'm not involved in these matters anymore.
Now I'm talking to you about a pharmacy. As long as you are responsible for finding a good facade, I will arrange for people to decorate.
You don't have to pay a single penny, you just need to ensure that no one comes to my trouble, and I can give you 30% of the sales profit every month as compensation. What are you waiting for? "
The three black bosses looked at each other and nodded without thinking. One of them said, "I'll find someone to talk to the people at the drugstore and let them jerk. This is faster than your refurbishment. More, so can you give me more share.
Bruto, we have had a hard time these days. The from outside are crazy. We have spent too much money to deal with them.
Recently, there is always a neurological disease with a skull on the head that is still on fire and is hunting our little brother. We need money! "
Bruto shook his head in contempt, pointed at the opposite gangster with his cigar, and said with a smile: "I'm a serious person, and I don't lack the money for decoration.
I came to talk to you because I understand the rules and I don't want to step over the line. Otherwise I can go to your place to come to the pharmacy by myself.
I'm serious business, can you stop me? The police must protect me! "
Speaking of Bruto smoking a cigar, he said aggressively: "Listen, I don't want to get in trouble, everything in my pharmacy must be legal. It's not difficult for you at all."
At this moment, a fierce crossfire sounded outside, Bruto instinctively looked out the window, and found that a group of people he didn't know were engaged in a crossfire.
A bullet also hit the bulletproof glass in front of him, causing the glass to crack like a spider web.
Bruto glanced at the panicked black boss on the opposite side, shook his head, and said, "Don't worry, it's safe here ~~"
Bruto's voice had just fallen, and another bullet hit the bulletproof glass on his side, which made his face a bit unstoppable, and exclaimed angrily: "What the is going on, old Bard What about? "
An old Mexican man walked out of a cafe in the cafe and shouted to Bruto, "Brute, what's going on? Is it the trouble you called from my sister-in-law? My These glasses are expensive! "
Bruto looked at Old Bud angrily and scolded: "I on your site, you ask me what's going on? Hurry up and get rid of these bitches, and I'm going to talk business!
How long hasn't the hell's kitchen started, can you still do it? I can ask my men to help you, but you have to treat yourself today! "
Old Bard angered Bruto with a middle finger, beckoned at his buddy, and shouted, "Open the store door and let all the bad luck on the road come in. Take out the gun and RPG, find some People go to the second floor and cover the neighbours.
FUCK, I'm going to beat the bastard's out. "
Brutoha laughed and looked at the old ugly Bard, and shouted, "Old man, give them a little ~~"
Before Bruto's words were finished, he widened his eyes and was surprised to see Alvin and Fox wearing a black lovers suit ~ EbookFREE.me ~ came in with a gun in the back door of the cafe.
Alvin patted Lambard's shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile, "Old man, I seem to have seen you!"
Old Bud saw Alvin, nodded with excitement, and said, "Yeah, we've seen it twice in the bar, but we didn't talk.
Hello, principal Alvin, I'm Bud, this street guy! "
Alvin watched the cafe open the door and let the passers-by climb in. Satisfiedly, "It looks like you are a qualified boss. Let your people be careful. Those outside you may not be able to cope."
As soon as Alvin's voice fell, an RPG was launched from the second floor of the cafe, blasting a gunman's car and incidentally flying a few gunmen.
The old Bard gave Alvin a hand and said, "The people are anxious, principal Alvin shouldn't mind it!"
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