"what you do?"

Carl's face suddenly changed.

Oops!

The other party has seen through his identity!

The other party even snatched his pistol away! He was temporarily unarmed.

Other weapons are in the trunk of the vehicle.

"Steal your gun, too." Liszt raised his gun and pointed it at the fish behind him.

The fish was holding the hand at her waist, obviously preparing to pull out her gun.

Unfortunately, Liszt's movements were faster.

"I don't think you want to die." Lister said coldly: "If you don't want to die, take out your pistol. I'll see your gun. Otherwise, I'll blow your head."

"Mr. Police, you're very overdoing." Carl said gritting his teeth, "I'll remember you!"

"Tell him to hand over the pistol. I count one, two, three..."

"Give it to him." Carl waved his hand fiercely.

The fish behind him had to hand over his gun.

Liszt reached out to take it. It was a safety-9 cheap pistol produced by Ruger. The market price was only $400.

Mixed fish are mixed fish. Even the firearms used are several levels lower than Carl.

But for Lister, it's better than not.

Isn’t four hundred dollars a money?

The trash guys can't dislike the poor and love the rich...

"Okay, we can live in peace now." Liszt put away both pistols.

A handful of equipment for the night hunter.

A handful of equipment for the Debang General Manager.

The latter is completely used as a warehouse.

"Mr. Police, what do you mean?" Carl asked irritably.

"I don't ask where your gun comes from and what you want to do." Liszt said calmly.

"I..." Carl stopped talking.

He heard what Liszt meant. Don't want to go back with these two guns.

If you have to take the gun back, I'm sorry, we can only break up in one beat. No matter what you want to do, I'm afraid there will be no chance.

"You are such a good cop." Carl said angrily.

"Thank you for your praise." Liszt's face looked like a happy cooperation. "I hope we can cooperate."

"Sorry, we never cooperate with the police."

"Will you cooperate today?"

"I……"

Carl suffocated immediately.

Well, today we did work together.

A single policeman extorted $10,000 and two guns were stolen!

Even he himself doesn't believe in such a thing!

Who are they?

They are all professional mercenaries!

How could they take a little policeman seriously?

However, the scene in front of him forced him to swallow his anger for the time being. He could not alarm the enemy. He could not turn against Liszt at this time.

If he fights at this moment, Liszt has a gun in his hand and he has a bare hands, and his chances of winning are not great.

Liszt's actions just now made Carl realize that this guy is definitely not a good guy.

The trick of being good at slapping is not so fast.

It is impossible for him to steal a gun from him, Carl, to be an ordinary person.

The question is, who is this guy?

"Actually, we have more places to cooperate with." Liste said meaningfully.

Carl didn't want to pay attention to the other party.

Being defeated.

Feeling uncomfortable.

"Do you understand how to cooperate with the police and the public?" Liszt continued.

Carl continued to shut up.

I don't want to talk to you.

You snatched my gun.

I hate you so much now!

"We will meet again," Liszt continued.

Carl continued to shut up.

The two Toyota Prados behind finally caught up.

At the same time, the Dominic super sports car was also caught up. What brand does it seem like? Dodge Ram? Is there a sports car in this brand?

"How is my driving skills?" Liszt looked at Carl next to him proudly.

"You... be careful." Carl said angrily.

"It's OK. I'm a highway policeman. I've driven 250 miles as fast as I've ever driven."

"impossible."

"Let's try again?"

"No.No.No."

Carl hurriedly stopped. Speed ​​250 miles per hour? 400 kilometers per hour?

What do you think you are driving? Do you have a fighter? The take-off speed of the fighter doesn't need to be 400 kilometers per hour, okay?

He, Carl, known as a crazy driver, drove the fastest time, which was about 160 miles per hour. Later, he thought about it and was a little scared! Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, the person would have been crushed to pieces.

"Or, you get off the car first, and I will race with that sports car?" Liszt said.

"Don't think about it." Carl responded without hesitation.

Lister slowed down.

parking.

"what you do?"

"I'll discuss with your boss. You little shrimps have no right to decide."

"you!"

Carl really wants to beat him up.

How could there be such a policeman who deserves to be beaten? He is so ignorant and fearless!

Also, who do you think is Xiaoxiao?

You police are the little shrimps!

You police are the borers!

You police are the scum!

Unfortunately, Liszt ignored Carl's anger at all.

He went straight to Hans and said without any concealment: "Mr. Hans, I want to borrow your car and play with the supercar behind you. Is there any problem?"

"You...Sir Police Officer, your mission is to take us through the level." Hans said slowly.

"My mission has been completed. You have passed the level."

"What? We've passed?"

"Yes! Fbi, Lapd's people have all withdrawn. You can go south freely."

"you……"
To be continued...