Seeing Russell talking to himself and starting to untie his trousers, the white man who robbed was so panicked that he was trembling with his hands holding the gun, for fear that he would actually take out a handful of Barrett.
The result is even worse!
Russell reached out and took out his pants for a long time, suddenly felt stunned, took out the parts of the M249 machine gun disassembled, and assembled them in front of the man.
It turned out that I was hiding here. I searched for it for three months but couldn't find it. I thought I had lost it.
Wait for a minute, I'll find out where the special magazine is...
This RPG is not, this one is not... Hey, I seem to touch Barrett... Damn, this is the gun I brought from the factory...
……
A minute later, Russell shrugged and said apologetically: Sorry, there are too many weapons and ammunition, I can't find Barrett, you won't mind, right?
You, who are you??
The white man's hand shaking with the gun kept shaking, and grabbed the cuff of the windbreaker with the other hand and kept wiping his sweat. He knew that he was lucky and accidentally snatched a big boss.
Russell did not answer, took out a bunch of gun certificates from his pants pocket and found his police officer certificate at the bottom: As you can see, NYPD, this piece is my territory.
The man looked at the police officer's certificate, then looked at the arms show in front of him, silently raised his popular Colt gun, and said with a far-fetched smile: Sorry, I just came in to have a drink, there was no intention of robbing, it was just a joke.
Are you sure you don't want it?
I can't take Ah away even if I want it!
The man cried out in his heart and let it go, and waved his hands repeatedly: No, you should take the gun back quickly, I still have something to do, let's leave now, I won't disturb you from having a meal.
Wait, look at your gun, why do I feel there are no bullets inside!
Russell raised his eyebrows and looked at the white man, saying dissatisfied: I said you didn’t have bullets, so I won’t take out the gun. I’m tired of this and I will put it back...
As he said that, he used magic tricks and stuffed the guns on the table back into his clothes one by one.
Max next to him looked straight, his eyes wide open, and he had envious eyes, imagining that he had the ability to hide things, and then went in and out of the supermarket.
What stupid things are you saying, 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 to aim at Russell. He was obviously the one with the gun, but he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.
The most terrifying thing was that he found that Russell's aura was so strong that he could not even pull the trigger.
If there is a bullet, why not pull the trigger?
Russell stepped forward, took Colt from the man's stiff hand, took off the magazine and took a look: I misunderstood you, it turns out there is really a bullet.
Yes!
Bang!
Russell hit the white man in the abdomen with a hook, making him curled up, bowed his back and knelt on the ground, losing 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 dry retching: You are lucky. I am still on vacation today and I am too lazy to write a report, otherwise the one who will pick you up later will not be a police car but a hearse.
The white man was incapable of moving and rolled his eyes and couldn't speak.
Russell took out his cell phone and called David. He remembered that this guy liked to pay for night shifts and earned overtime pay the most, so he should be wandering around.
On the other side, David on patrol received the call and agreed happily.
After hanging up the phone, David sighed dejectedly. When the shift was changed this afternoon, the director talked to him and would change him to another partner for safety reasons.
David was extremely melancholy. He was looking forward to forming a team with Russell. As a result, the golden partner had not yet become famous and had not even started formal cooperation, so he died early.
The vehicle drove across the bridge and received a notice from the radio station that there was an electric current interference around him. He was the closest to the car and drove 200 meters to reach the site of the incident.
Under the deserted bridge, scrapped cars and oil barrels can be seen everywhere, but there is not even a homeless man.
David held a strong flashlight in his hand and pressed the pistol at his waist. A gust of cold wind blew, and his neck was covered with goose bumps.
The atmosphere was very bad, and David remembered the horror movies he had watched in the cinema when he was chasing his girl.
Turning over a bridge pier, a strong flashlight shone on a barbed wire mesh, and the red molten iron left behind high temperature cutting remained at the edge of the circular notch.
He looked at this scene in confusion, holding a strong flashlight, thinking about whether it was a natural phenomenon or a man-made prank.
At this time, a silver-white humanoid object approached David from behind, and his hand knife fell down at the speed of thunder, easily knocking him to the ground.
The strange silver-white object was like a pool of mercury walking upright. After knocking down David, his body contracted and twisted, becoming exactly the same as David, and even the number of police uniforms on his body was exactly the same.
The only difference is the look, although he and David have the same face, they are as cruel and ruthless as steel.
He took off David's pistol and drove away in the police car, leaving David unconscious on the spot, occasionally twitching his hands and feet.
……
In the restaurant, the white man woke up, regained his ability to move, and was then knocked down again by Russell.
Afterwards, in order not to affect the normal order of the restaurant, the unlucky guy was stuffed into the deck by Max and Caroline, just opposite Russell.
The two women admired Russell's cruel performance very much and gave him a small cake for free, although he was not interested at all.
He couldn't wait for David for half an hour and couldn't answer the phone. Russell ran out of patience. Thinking about the fact that he only had the director's number in his hand, he called it without any tact.
The director seemed to be conducting a serious scientific experiment, and the number of people was unknown. He was extremely annoyed when he received a call from Russell, but when Russell turned on the hidden switch in his mind, he immediately became very polite and arranged for the patrol police car to rush to the restaurant.
The white man was taken away with his pistol and black garbage bag. Two police officers simply asked about the incident and waved goodbye to Russell.
After seeing all the plot characters in the restaurant, Russell was triggered without a system prompt, and he happily threw a hundred dollars into his hands.
No need to look for it, the rest is tips.
Max held the hundred-dollar bill, looked at Russell's back as he left with his eyes, and delivered it to the door, and found that he was opening the door of the sports car very handsome.
Max, the taillights of the car are gone, it’s time to return to your soul.
Caroline reached out and shook Max, waving him hard from his daydream: Wake 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 dollars under his nose, sniffed hard, and said intoxicatedly: I admit that I was wrong. At the beginning, I didn’t think he was handsome at all, and he was a scumbag who only stared at my mother’s breasts.
What about now?
He is a rich scumbag... no need to look for it, the rest is tips...
Max learned Russell's tone and said with a pretentious attitude, and said excitedly: He looks so handsome when he checks out and drives, like Marlon Brando. What do you think?
Max, be sober. Marlon Brando is a top scumbag outside the play, and the godfather in the play will not even charge Camaro with a 20,000 US dollars.
Wow, bankrupt daughter, do you have two hundred dollars now?
If someone uses two hundred dollar bills as tips, I have it.Caroline curled her lips.
That's all. What's the difference between 20,000 US dollars and 2 million US dollars for me?Max's eyes widened, poor and righteous.
OK, if you are really crazy, you can deliver goods to your door after get off work, and he lives on the third floor.
You still need to say this.
……
……
At four o'clock in the morning, Max left the third floor in a bathrobe, looked satisfied, and pushed open the door of his house.
Max, why are you wearing only one bathrobe or a man’s style… Damn, I remember that you were wearing clothes upstairs an hour and a half ago.
Caroline covered her head. She knew that Max had always refused, but it was too fast...
Well, an hour and a half is not considered fast.
Caroline, I'm in love.
Max looked crazy, and when he looked at his intoxicated eyes, he knew that she was back, but her soul was still on the third floor.
in love!Do you go to bed with Officer Russell first and then fall in love with him?
No, I didn’t go to bed, the person I fell in love with was his jacuzzi.
Max came to his senses and sighed: I brought the little cake to the door, but the excuse was that the shower at home was broken, so he wanted to take a shower in Officer Russell's bathroom.
What's the result?
As a result, he didn't eat the cake or me, and he really lent me the bathroom.
Max was very sympathetic to his miserable experience, and then said happily: But his jacuzzi was big and comfortable. I couldn't help it and took it three times.
It can be seen that the skin is frilled.
Caroline rolled her eyes and complained silently.
To tell the truth, I wish I could die in his bathroom, the oven in the kitchen, the TV in the living room...
Max gritted his teeth and said: Damn, why didn't he come to me? So I have a reason to live there and not leave.
Max, I remember someone said, Officer Russell stared at her breast for fifteen seconds, and was a perfect scumbag.
Caroline hugged her shoulders with her arms and said sarcastically: As for the current situation, someone seemed to have misunderstood and overestimated his charm.
No, I still keep my original point of view. He is indeed a rich scumbag.
Max frowned in confusion when he said this: Caroline, Officer Russell told me that if I could become a female Thor's best friend, I could consider having a fuck with me. Who is the female Thor's best friend?
I don't know, but if this is what he said, then he is indeed a scumbag.
Repeat it, he is a rich scumbag, and his bathtub is amazing!
Max defended the scumbag. Seeing Caroline packing her clothes, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: What are you doing, why do you need to change your clothes?
You said that our shower was broken, so I would go to Officer Russell's house to borrow the bathroom and use it.
Damn it, you little bitch, you are greedy for his jacuzzi.Max was furious.
Are you the same?
No, I still greedy for his money.
The result is even worse!
Russell reached out and took out his pants for a long time, suddenly felt stunned, took out the parts of the M249 machine gun disassembled, and assembled them in front of the man.
It turned out that I was hiding here. I searched for it for three months but couldn't find it. I thought I had lost it.
Wait for a minute, I'll find out where the special magazine is...
This RPG is not, this one is not... Hey, I seem to touch Barrett... Damn, this is the gun I brought from the factory...
……
A minute later, Russell shrugged and said apologetically: Sorry, there are too many weapons and ammunition, I can't find Barrett, you won't mind, right?
You, who are you??
The white man's hand shaking with the gun kept shaking, and grabbed the cuff of the windbreaker with the other hand and kept wiping his sweat. He knew that he was lucky and accidentally snatched a big boss.
Russell did not answer, took out a bunch of gun certificates from his pants pocket and found his police officer certificate at the bottom: As you can see, NYPD, this piece is my territory.
The man looked at the police officer's certificate, then looked at the arms show in front of him, silently raised his popular Colt gun, and said with a far-fetched smile: Sorry, I just came in to have a drink, there was no intention of robbing, it was just a joke.
Are you sure you don't want it?
I can't take Ah away even if I want it!
The man cried out in his heart and let it go, and waved his hands repeatedly: No, you should take the gun back quickly, I still have something to do, let's leave now, I won't disturb you from having a meal.
Wait, look at your gun, why do I feel there are no bullets inside!
Russell raised his eyebrows and looked at the white man, saying dissatisfied: I said you didn’t have bullets, so I won’t take out the gun. I’m tired of this and I will put it back...
As he said that, he used magic tricks and stuffed the guns on the table back into his clothes one by one.
Max next to him looked straight, his eyes wide open, and he had envious eyes, imagining that he had the ability to hide things, and then went in and out of the supermarket.
What stupid things are you saying, 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 to aim at Russell. He was obviously the one with the gun, but he was so aggrieved that he was about to cry.
The most terrifying thing was that he found that Russell's aura was so strong that he could not even pull the trigger.
If there is a bullet, why not pull the trigger?
Russell stepped forward, took Colt from the man's stiff hand, took off the magazine and took a look: I misunderstood you, it turns out there is really a bullet.
Yes!
Bang!
Russell hit the white man in the abdomen with a hook, making him curled up, bowed his back and knelt on the ground, losing 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 dry retching: You are lucky. I am still on vacation today and I am too lazy to write a report, otherwise the one who will pick you up later will not be a police car but a hearse.
The white man was incapable of moving and rolled his eyes and couldn't speak.
Russell took out his cell phone and called David. He remembered that this guy liked to pay for night shifts and earned overtime pay the most, so he should be wandering around.
On the other side, David on patrol received the call and agreed happily.
After hanging up the phone, David sighed dejectedly. When the shift was changed this afternoon, the director talked to him and would change him to another partner for safety reasons.
David was extremely melancholy. He was looking forward to forming a team with Russell. As a result, the golden partner had not yet become famous and had not even started formal cooperation, so he died early.
The vehicle drove across the bridge and received a notice from the radio station that there was an electric current interference around him. He was the closest to the car and drove 200 meters to reach the site of the incident.
Under the deserted bridge, scrapped cars and oil barrels can be seen everywhere, but there is not even a homeless man.
David held a strong flashlight in his hand and pressed the pistol at his waist. A gust of cold wind blew, and his neck was covered with goose bumps.
The atmosphere was very bad, and David remembered the horror movies he had watched in the cinema when he was chasing his girl.
Turning over a bridge pier, a strong flashlight shone on a barbed wire mesh, and the red molten iron left behind high temperature cutting remained at the edge of the circular notch.
He looked at this scene in confusion, holding a strong flashlight, thinking about whether it was a natural phenomenon or a man-made prank.
At this time, a silver-white humanoid object approached David from behind, and his hand knife fell down at the speed of thunder, easily knocking him to the ground.
The strange silver-white object was like a pool of mercury walking upright. After knocking down David, his body contracted and twisted, becoming exactly the same as David, and even the number of police uniforms on his body was exactly the same.
The only difference is the look, although he and David have the same face, they are as cruel and ruthless as steel.
He took off David's pistol and drove away in the police car, leaving David unconscious on the spot, occasionally twitching his hands and feet.
……
In the restaurant, the white man woke up, regained his ability to move, and was then knocked down again by Russell.
Afterwards, in order not to affect the normal order of the restaurant, the unlucky guy was stuffed into the deck by Max and Caroline, just opposite Russell.
The two women admired Russell's cruel performance very much and gave him a small cake for free, although he was not interested at all.
He couldn't wait for David for half an hour and couldn't answer the phone. Russell ran out of patience. Thinking about the fact that he only had the director's number in his hand, he called it without any tact.
The director seemed to be conducting a serious scientific experiment, and the number of people was unknown. He was extremely annoyed when he received a call from Russell, but when Russell turned on the hidden switch in his mind, he immediately became very polite and arranged for the patrol police car to rush to the restaurant.
The white man was taken away with his pistol and black garbage bag. Two police officers simply asked about the incident and waved goodbye to Russell.
After seeing all the plot characters in the restaurant, Russell was triggered without a system prompt, and he happily threw a hundred dollars into his hands.
No need to look for it, the rest is tips.
Max held the hundred-dollar bill, looked at Russell's back as he left with his eyes, and delivered it to the door, and found that he was opening the door of the sports car very handsome.
Max, the taillights of the car are gone, it’s time to return to your soul.
Caroline reached out and shook Max, waving him hard from his daydream: Wake 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 dollars under his nose, sniffed hard, and said intoxicatedly: I admit that I was wrong. At the beginning, I didn’t think he was handsome at all, and he was a scumbag who only stared at my mother’s breasts.
What about now?
He is a rich scumbag... no need to look for it, the rest is tips...
Max learned Russell's tone and said with a pretentious attitude, and said excitedly: He looks so handsome when he checks out and drives, like Marlon Brando. What do you think?
Max, be sober. Marlon Brando is a top scumbag outside the play, and the godfather in the play will not even charge Camaro with a 20,000 US dollars.
Wow, bankrupt daughter, do you have two hundred dollars now?
If someone uses two hundred dollar bills as tips, I have it.Caroline curled her lips.
That's all. What's the difference between 20,000 US dollars and 2 million US dollars for me?Max's eyes widened, poor and righteous.
OK, if you are really crazy, you can deliver goods to your door after get off work, and he lives on the third floor.
You still need to say this.
……
……
At four o'clock in the morning, Max left the third floor in a bathrobe, looked satisfied, and pushed open the door of his house.
Max, why are you wearing only one bathrobe or a man’s style… Damn, I remember that you were wearing clothes upstairs an hour and a half ago.
Caroline covered her head. She knew that Max had always refused, but it was too fast...
Well, an hour and a half is not considered fast.
Caroline, I'm in love.
Max looked crazy, and when he looked at his intoxicated eyes, he knew that she was back, but her soul was still on the third floor.
in love!Do you go to bed with Officer Russell first and then fall in love with him?
No, I didn’t go to bed, the person I fell in love with was his jacuzzi.
Max came to his senses and sighed: I brought the little cake to the door, but the excuse was that the shower at home was broken, so he wanted to take a shower in Officer Russell's bathroom.
What's the result?
As a result, he didn't eat the cake or me, and he really lent me the bathroom.
Max was very sympathetic to his miserable experience, and then said happily: But his jacuzzi was big and comfortable. I couldn't help it and took it three times.
It can be seen that the skin is frilled.
Caroline rolled her eyes and complained silently.
To tell the truth, I wish I could die in his bathroom, the oven in the kitchen, the TV in the living room...
Max gritted his teeth and said: Damn, why didn't he come to me? So I have a reason to live there and not leave.
Max, I remember someone said, Officer Russell stared at her breast for fifteen seconds, and was a perfect scumbag.
Caroline hugged her shoulders with her arms and said sarcastically: As for the current situation, someone seemed to have misunderstood and overestimated his charm.
No, I still keep my original point of view. He is indeed a rich scumbag.
Max frowned in confusion when he said this: Caroline, Officer Russell told me that if I could become a female Thor's best friend, I could consider having a fuck with me. Who is the female Thor's best friend?
I don't know, but if this is what he said, then he is indeed a scumbag.
Repeat it, he is a rich scumbag, and his bathtub is amazing!
Max defended the scumbag. Seeing Caroline packing her clothes, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: What are you doing, why do you need to change your clothes?
You said that our shower was broken, so I would go to Officer Russell's house to borrow the bathroom and use it.
Damn it, you little bitch, you are greedy for his jacuzzi.Max was furious.
Are you the same?
No, I still greedy for his money.
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