Chapter 984: Seriously, robbing?
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Multiverse’s End (Multiverse's End)
- Mocking Phoenix
- 1836 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:10:25
"Don't worry, we don't mean anything else, we just want to ask the two ladies and upstairs ..."
Snapped!
Russell took the police officer's ID and threw it on David's face again, interrupting the boy's thoughts, saying, "How much do you know about the upstairs householder, Nielhan Sadori, he was found dead at home three days ago? . "
"Wow, the guy we lived upstairs called this name."
Max blinked, and Caroline next to him was confused, and they knew nothing of their neighbors.
"excuse me."
After Russell finished speaking, he turned away and dragged away the unbelievable David, and suddenly thought of something, turned back and warned the two women, "I live on the third floor. Regarding the horse you raised in the garden, I hope to clear the horse dung immediately Clean, otherwise ... "
"Otherwise, are you intimidating two women living alone?"
Max changed his hands to his hips, and the waves were fearless, indicating that she had seen the police officer too far.
"Otherwise, the next time you smoke, you will be arrested on the spot." Russell turned and left, leaving the stunned Max and Caroline.
"Mike, Max, you ... you, you pumped ... discovered by our police neighbors, it, you must have been exposed!"
Caroline panicked and trembled, "I said, this is New York, your behavior is illegal."
"No, it's okay. He has no evidence. The next time I stay in the bathroom, as long as he dares to rush in, I will call the police!"
Max pretended to be calm: "Also, this is not a big deal. In Washington, Massachusetts, and California, this is reasonable and legal."
"hope so!"
Caroline held her forehead, and suddenly her eyes lighted up: "What do you think of the police officer David just now, he looks very handsome, the plane model is so handsome."
"Come on, he's obviously new here."
When it comes to men, Max is no longer sleepy, and the poisonous tongue starts to ridicule: "Compared to our neighbor police officer, he apparently just graduated from the police academy. Also, he has been staring at your long legs just now, it must be a Scumbag. "
"What about Officer Russell?"
"He's fine, just staring at your thigh for three seconds."
Caroline heard the words and looked forward with expectation: "It sounds good, maybe we should visit him with a little cake. You know, our two single women are sharing a house, and knowing a police officer is not bad for us."
Max poured a basin of cold water: "Also a scumbag, he stared at my chest for fifteen seconds!"
"..."
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After a busy night, Russell went straight to the branch director's office the next day, showing that David was a theoretical school, not suitable for him as a practical school, and placed next to him to level up, only to lose his life.
The director shook his head and refused. The partners of the group just hadn't cooperated for a day. There was no reason to dismantle and dismantle, and there was no gimmick in the bureau who was willing to partner with Russell. David was the only option.
Russell repeatedly persuaded the director to live and die. After three seconds of affectionate confrontation, Russell's sincerity moved the director. The director stated that David would re-arrange the work for the other party tomorrow.
Russell put forward his own request. His new partner was invincible, and he was a small Qiang who could not stop the gun. Without such an elite police officer, he would rather not partner.
The director shook his head and refused, sternly declaring the need for mutual supervision and cooperation between the partners. After three seconds of viewing, he said that Russell could act alone before the incompetent partner.
Everyone was happy, and Russell asked the director to open a letter of confirmation to buy a batch of weapons and ammunition.
Since he is a police officer, he can use less of his abilities. He does not know how long he wants to stay in this wonderful world. He does not want to become a in the eyes of the world because his abilities are exposed, which makes the task more difficult.
After getting the letter of confirmation, Russell left the police station and walked around, and found the nearest car 4S shop. Like the Bald Brothers, it was a Chevrolet specialty shop.
After using the banknote ability, a five-generation Chevrolet Camaro was picked up on the spot, that is, the famous Hornet.
The original price was 20,000 US dollars. Because he was anxious to pick up the goods and all the procedures were readily available, he drew 5,000 US dollars more.
The problem is not big. He did n’t have to pay his credit card when he swiped his credit card. The next month's quota is automatically refreshed, which is perfect.
He drove to the bank to collect two small changes. He went to the largest weapon shop nearby, showed a letter of verification, and unparalleled personal charm, and quickly swiped away a batch of weapons and ammunition.
The number is not large, and it is far from a local war.
At this point, it's eight o'clock in the evening, mainly because it took too much time to pick up the car. After all, no matter how powerful the banknote ability is, it also takes time to handle various cut-offs.
Returning to the apartment by car, Russell passed a branch road, glanced at a yellow figure, long and dazzling long ... oh, the blond hair was very eye-catching at night.
It was Caroline Channing, one of the bankrupt sisters who met last night, dressed in a waiter costume and standing on the street calling.
Russell Yuguang skimmed without stopping, how strange the world's mission is, and it will not be to help the two sisters rise again.
Moreover, these two unlucky eggs are the standard big ups and downs, until the big ending are bankrupt. With God's curse aura and the devil blessing BUFF, holy water can't wash away the bad luck on them.
Hey!
Three hundred meters later, Russell made a sudden U-turn and returned to the street where he had just met Caroline.
Suddenly remembered that since Max could trigger the lottery, the old drivers in the unlucky restaurant had great possibility, which was more reliable than Lu Renjia and Xiao Binyi.
Touching the headset that came with the sweater, Russell hung in his ear to connect the phone, closed the door and walked into the restaurant.
A small restaurant, which mainly deals in fast food, can also be regarded as a small cafe, which has a lower grade. There are many restaurants in the United States.
If we have to make an analogy, small restaurants like ‘Old Place’, ‘Guests Come’, and ‘There ’s a Restaurant’ are not as strong.
Entering the restaurant, Russell glanced at the old black cashier, and without triggering a lottery, he sat alone in the deck while listening to music and playing with his mobile phone.
"Ha ... oh, Officer Russell, I can meet you here."
When Max approached the guest and saw an acquaintance, he unnaturally pursed his lips and whispered close to him, "Police officer, you don't need to follow me. I swear I have quit smoking, just yesterday."
Russell glanced silently at the big sign in front of him: "A glass of ice water, a piece of fries, and shut up, thank you."
"Police officer, would you like a small homemade cake from Max? Otherwise, it would be difficult for you to find the tip coin, because it is so poor."
"I don't eat sweets ... well, come with me!"
Russell wanted to refuse, but Ney Max was too fierce when he bent down, it was just a small cake, and it was already worth the fare.
Ice water, french fries, and small cakes were delivered. Russell was holding the straw alone, wondering whether late at night should call Ms. Satan. The decoration cost of more than 100,000 US dollars was thrown into the water, and she had to splash a flower.
Max and Caroline huddled out of the counter, and they murmured, looking at Russell from time to time. They thought they were quiet, but Russell actually heard them.
"Our good neighbour police officer is so stingy, fortunately the old lady just squeezed, otherwise there is no tip."
"So, he didn't really want a little cake, but you sold the hue?"
"This is not the point, the point is that a big man, eat a fries at night, if he is not losing weight, he is following me on purpose."
"What do you want to say?"
"Go back and install another security lock."
"..."
Just as the two mumbled, a white man with a dark face and a tall, wearing a trench coat walked into the restaurant.
Max stepped forward to greet the guests, and habitually used the characteristic poison tongue hospitality method. As a result, the man directly pulled out a pistol and threw a black garbage bag into Max's hand.
"Everyone listen, give all the valuable things to the waiter. There is only one chance. I don't want to say it twice, understand?"
There are not many guests in the restaurant. To be precise, only Russell is a guest.
Therefore, the target of the robbery by the white man was not the guests, but this small restaurant.
Max has been stumbling at the bottom of the society since he was a child. He is very familiar with this scene. Old black cashiers also know that at this time, he can survive if he obeys the robbers. There is no need to even kill him for a little money.
The two were very cooperative, and then Max took the garbage bag and came to Russell: "Russell ... Sir, can you take your headphones off?"
Russell turned a blind eye and held his mobile phone to think about Satan. At this time, the white man stepped forward and poke his pistol in Russell's head: "You asshole, you can't hear less, put out the valuable things on your body, put them all in the bag in!"
It may be because in the novice period, the man is emotional, stubborn, and covers his inner fear with exaggerated tone and physical movements.
To be honest, this kind of person is very dangerous, because he can make radical actions at any time.
Of course, more dangerous people were pointed at his head by guns.
Russell calmly turned his head, glanced at the robber next to him, and then looked at the black garbage bag: "Dude ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Are you sure you want something valuable on me?"
"Don't bullshit, hurry up, or I'll blow your head in one shot."
Russell's contemptuous look deeply stabbed the fragile pride of the white man.
"OK, OK!"
Russell sighed silently, reached for M9 from his sweater, then Glock 19, and then a five-round pistol magazine.
He paused, under the horrified gaze of the white man and Max, pulled out a handful of M4A1 from the waist, and then took out a handful of MP5 from the crotch.
Immediately after, Remington M870, MK18 rifle, telescopic baton, tactical dagger, Nepali saber, flashing bomb, smoke bomb, grenade, bulletproof vest, and maggots were placed on the table.
"Oh, the Barrett anti-device sniper rifle got stuck in the belt. If you want, I have to untie the belt first ..."
At this moment, pin-drops were heard in the restaurant.