Chapter 985: Thor's girlfriend

Seeing that Russell himself began to unfasten his belt, the robbed white man panicked, holding his gun in his arm, for fear that he would actually pull out a Barrett.
The result is even worse!
Russell reached out and drew it in his crotch for a long time, and suddenly he froze, and found the disassembled parts of the M249 machine gun, and assembled it in front of the man.
"It was hidden here, but I couldn't find it after three months of searching. I thought I lost it."
"Wait a minute, give me a minute. I'll find out where the special magazine is ..."
"This RPG is not, this one is not ... Well, I seem to touch Barrett ... Damn, this is the gun that comes with me from the factory ..."
"..."
A minute later, Russell shrugged and apologized, "Sorry, there are too many weapons and ammunition. I can't find Barrett, would you mind?"
"You, who are you TM !?"
The white man's hand holding the gun shook constantly, and the other hand grabbed the windbreaker cuffs and wiped the sweat. He knew he was lucky and accidentally snatched a big guy.
Russell didn't answer. He pulled out a bunch of gun permits from his pants pocket and pulled out his police officer's permit at the bottom: "As you can see, NYPD, this is my place."
The man looked at the police officer's badge and looked at the arms show in front of him. He silently raised his popular Colt muzzle and laughed forcefully: "I'm sorry to disturb you. I just came in for a drink and didn't mean robbery. Noisy. "
"Are you sure you don't?"
I ca n’t take it with me!
The man screamed and let go, he waved again and again: "No, you're going to take the gun back. I still have something to do. Let's go without disturbing your meal."
"Wait, look at your gun, why do I think there are no bullets in it!"
Russell raised an eyebrow at the white man, dissatisfied with it: "As long as you don't have a bullet, I won't pull out the gun. This is tiring for me and I will put it back ..."
Then, he turned into a magic and shoved the guns on the table back into his clothes one by one.
The next Max saw his eyes straight, envious eyes, and imagined that he had the ability to hide this hand, and then went in and out in the supermarket.
"What stupid thing are you talking about, I have bullets in my gun, really ... what are you doing, I warn you, stay away from me, or I will shoot."
The man's voice trembled, and he raised his gun at Russell. He was clearly the one who had the gun, but he was about to cry.
The most terrifying thing was that he found that Russell's aura was too strong, so that he could not listen to his hands and feet and could not pull the trigger.
"If you have a bullet, why not pull the trigger?"
Russell stepped forward, took Colt out of the man's stiff hands, took a look back after dropping the magazine: "Misunderstanding you, there really are bullets."
"right!"
Huh!
Russell struck a white man's abdomen with an uppercut, making him huddled, bowed to his knees, and lost his ability to move.
"Do you know, the last person who pointed a gun at me ..."
Russell put Colt on the dining table and looked at the white man in the retching: "Luck, you're lucky, I'm still on vacation today, I'm too lazy to write a report, or it won't be a police car but a hearse to pick you up later. "
The white man was incapacitated and speechless with his eyes rolled.
Russell took out his mobile phone and dialed David's number. He remembered that this item likes to work night shifts to earn overtime and should be swinging nearby.
On the other side, David on patrol received a call and agreed with joy.
After hanging up the phone, David sighed. When the shift was changed this afternoon, the director talked to him. For security reasons, he would change him for a partner.
David was so desperate that he was looking forward to forming a team with Russell. As a result, the golden partner had not yet become famous, and even before he officially started cooperation, he died in advance.
The vehicle passed the bridge and received a radio announcement that there was a current interference phenomenon in the surrounding area. He was the closest and drove for two hundred meters to reach the incident.
Under the deserted bridge, scrapped cars and oil drums can be seen everywhere, but not even a tramp.
Holding a bright flashlight, David reached down and held his waist pistol. A cold wind blew across his neck, and a goosebump was set on his neck.
The atmosphere was very bad. David remembered the horror movies he had seen in the movie theater when he was chasing his sister.
Turned over a bridge pier, a strong flashlight shone on a barbed wire, and the red hot metal left by the high-temperature cutting remained on the edge of the round notch.
He looked at the scene in doubt, holding a flashlight close to him, wondering whether it was a natural phenomenon or an artificial prank.
At this time, a silver-colored humanoid object approached David from behind, and the hand knife fell at lightning speed, and he was easily put to the ground.
The silver-white bizarre object was like a pool of mercury walking upright. After putting David down, his body contracted and twisted, and became like David, even the uniform number on his body was exactly the same.
The only difference was the look. Although he had the same face as David, he was ruthless like steel.
He took David's pistol and drove away in a police car, leaving David unconscious in the same place, and twitching his hands and feet.
...
In the dining room, the white man woke up, regained his mobility, and was again knocked down by Russell.
Later, in order not to affect the normal order of the restaurant, the unlucky eggs were pushed into the deck by Max and Caroline, directly opposite Russell.
The two women admired Russell ’s brutal performance and gave him a small cake for free, although he was not interested at all.
I couldn't wait for David in half an hour, and didn't answer the phone. Russell was exhausted, thinking that he only had the number of the director in his hand.
The director seemed to be conducting a serious scientific experiment. The number was unknown. He was extremely annoyed when he received a call from Russell. But when Russell turned on the hidden switch in his brain, he immediately became very polite and arranged a patrol police car to the restaurant.
The white man was taken away with his pistol and black garbage bag. The two police officers briefly asked about the incident and waved goodbye to Russell.
After seeing all the characters in the restaurant, Russell didn't trigger the lottery promptly.
"Don't look for it, the tip is the rest."
Max was holding a hundred dollar bill, his eyes were bright and Russell left the back with a chic look, all the way to the door, and found that he opened the sports car door in a handsome manner.
"Max, the rear lights are gone, it's time to return to the soul."
Caroline reached out and shook Max in front of him, trying to wake him up from her daydream: "Waking up, just a hundred dollars, is not enough to make you fall in love with him."
"Enough, at least I love him tonight."
Max put a hundred-dollar knife under his nose, sniffed hard, and reveled, "I admit that I've seen it. At the beginning, I don't think he's handsome at all. He just stares at his mother's chest. Scumbag. "
"now what?"
"He is a rich scumbag ... no need to find it, the rest is tip ..."
Max learned the tone of Russell, and pretended to say, excited: "He looks handsome and drives, like Marlon Brando, what do you think?"
"Max, be awake, Marlon Brando is a super scumbag outside the show, and the godfather won't give Comaro the $ 20,000 in the show."
"Wow, bankrupt Qian Qian, do you have two hundred dollars now?"
"If someone tips two hundred-dollar bills, I have them." Caroline pouted.
"That wouldn't be enough. What's the difference between $ 20,000 and $ 2 million for me?" Max eyes widened and he was very poor.
"OK, if you are really crazy, you can deliver it after work, and he lives on the third floor."
"It's up to you."
"..."
...
At four in the morning, Max was wearing a bathrobe, and left the third floor with contentment, and opened the door of his house.
"Max, why are you wearing only a bathrobe, or a man ... Damn, I remember you went upstairs in clothes an hour and a half ago."
Caroline covered her head. She knew Max had always refused, but it was too fast ...
Uh, an hour and a half, it can't be considered fast.
"Caroline, I'm in love."
Max had a look of idiots, looking at her drunken eyes, she knew that she was back, but Soul was still on the third floor.
"Love! You go to bed with Sergeant Russell before you fall in love with him?"
"No, I didn't go to bed. The object of my love is his jacuzzi."
Max looked back and sighed: "I brought a small cake to the door, on the pretext that the shower at home was broken, and I wanted to take a bath in Officer Russell's bathroom."
"The results of it?"
"As a result, he neither ate cake nor me, and really lent me the bathroom."
Max was very sympathetic to his tragic experience, and instead went on elated: "But his jacuzzi is big and comfortable. I washed it three times without holding back."
"You can see that the skin is pleated."
Caroline rolled her eyes and murmured silently.
"To be honest, I can't wait to die in his bathroom, the kitchen oven, the TV in the living room ..."
Max gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, why didn't he come to me so that I would have a reason to live there and not go."
"Max, I remember someone saying that Officer Russell stared at her chest for fifteen seconds, a proper scumbag."
Caroline crossed her arms with her shoulders, and the yin and yang strangely said, "In the current situation, someone seems to be looking away and overestimates his charm."
"No, I still retain my original opinion. He is indeed a rich man."
Max said about this, frowning in doubt: "Caroline, Sergeant Russell told me, if I can become a female thief's girlfriend, you can consider coming with me. Who is the female thunder's girlfriend?"
"I don't know, but if this is what he said, then he is indeed a scumbag."
"Repeat it again, it's a rich scumbag, and his bathtub is awesome!"
Max defended the scumbag and saw Caroline packing her clothes. She wondered, "What are you doing ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Why do you change clothes?"
"You said, our shower was broken. I'm going to borrow Russell's bathroom and use it."
"Damn, you little smash, you slap his jacuzzi." Max was furious.
"Aren't you?"
"No, I saved his money."

Push this!
Improper devil from today!
A series of ruined idioms, those who are interested can take a look.
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There is a reward from the leader ‘a lonely dog’, and he owes him three chapters, which is simply not the case.
Make up for it someday!