Los Angeles is gorgeous at night, with neon signs in the bar flashing, and the street-women who are standing wearing high-heeled crystal shoes on the roadside are rushing to the passing high-end cars to show off their career lines. Even in the alleys on the street, there are gangsters sneaking in the darkness, who seem to be holding their urine and can't find the toilet.

No one would have thought that Los Angeles also had such a side, just like no one was cutting out the five-pointed star on the Avenue of Stars and seeing how much soil there was on the back.

At this time, the BMW and Chekov's Raptors were parked on the side of the road during the weekend, but they sat in Chekov's car and were browsing the files in the folder on the weekend.

"This is not OK... No drugs, no relatives are in Los Angeles, and there have been four records of insurance fraud. Maybe one day he cheated us with a fake case and then he would go to other cities after getting the money. At that time, we both have to face the questioning eyes of the entire Western Conference in front of all the colleagues who came to support, and they would lose face."

I picked out a resume on the weekend and threw it in front of the windshield glass.

"This is not OK. The gang member has just been released from prison and is still in parole. He will use us to deal with hostile gangs. If he uses him, just identifying information is enough for us to be busy..."

"no……"

∵≦“No…”

Chekov leaned on the car window with his elbow and put the other on the steering wheel and asked, "Zhou, are you looking for a wife for yourself? Why don't you go back to the bureau to find the person who is about to be prosecuted? When I was in the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department, I looked for informants there. As long as I confirm the authenticity of the news, I will be exempted from prosecution, I can get some news."

He asked without even raising his head on the weekend with the documents, "How many times can your informant usually use it?"

"Of course it's one time. Otherwise, would you have to support them for the rest of your life?" Chekov replied naturally.

"So you haven't got clues to big cases. Only one contact is not enough to cultivate a sense of trust. At that time, they would hide the most valuable clues without hesitation, and choose to give up in the struggle of wanting to make the money but afraid of getting angry." After a pile of documents, they finally found a resume in a pile of documents over the weekend and said: "I found it!"

Chekov was waiting excitedly.

"Angil Scott, female, thirty years old, has a tenth grade education record, has been arrested for selling - adultery - because of lack of support, and was forced to separate from her six-year-old son two years ago. She has been forced to quit drugs three times in succession. She has also been involved in the foster care family trying to steal the child."

After listening to this narrative, Chekov said helplessly: "This is an old fry. Zhou, it is not an easy thing to master such a guy."

"No, we don't need to control her at all."

"Let's go." said a few words on the weekend: "Go and find her."

"Uh, Zhou, are you sure you don't park your car in a parking lot, but park next to the road in the wandering area?" Chekov reminded with a smile: "I'm going to donate a bmw for all the car thieves."

"." He opened the car door and got out on the weekend. He would never park his car on the side of the road with such confidence before he completely controlled the area.

Ten minutes later, on the jurisdiction road on the weekend, the blue bird of prey ran wildly in the night. At that time, a very strange scene appeared on the road ahead. All vehicles would slow down and flow forward after turning. When the bird of prey turned over, there were women standing on the side of the road. They stood against the wall in exposed clothes at 2 o'clock in the morning, holding cigarettes and holding elbows, waiting for vehicles to park in front of them in a daze.

After the night comes, this place seems to have become a legal restricted area. If Detroit and Chicago still have such places, some people may believe it, but Los Angeles, a world-renowned movie city and Angel City, have such places, will definitely be amazing.

It exists so real, blatantly revealing his ugly face when darkness descends, and at the same time tearing off the fig leaf of the entire city and shouting: "This is my true face!"

When a white Mercedes-Benz S600 was ruthlessly sliding past a streetwoman, the curly girl with heavy makeup and wearing a bright golden low-cut dress cursed at the rear of the car: "Bastard, you have to pay a 20% discount when driving a Mercedes-Benz to find a woman. I wish you a paralyzed body after crashing tonight!"

Pooh!

Her saliva was vomited on the street at night, and her screams and scolding did not stop a woman from standing on the street. When the black girl happily shaking her chest twice in front of the window and rolled away and got some promises, she immediately raised her middle finger to the black girl and said, "Service attitude determines everything. If you want to get a better price, you have to put down the dignity of your skin color, bitch--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Squirt.

At the same time, a Nissan drove over from a short distance, turned around without regard to traffic rules, and walked out of the car. They grabbed the girl's curly hair, slapped her in the face in the street and threw her over: "Three days, bitch, three days! Three days, you haven't learned how to treat customers, and three days, you only earned $100 for a flight-plane once. If you don't teach you a lesson, you may have forgotten that you still owe us 18,000 dollars!"

Bang!

When the girl was slapped, she was beaten and she should have fallen down, but when the head and legs were weak, she did not pile up, but was hung in the Armenian's hand with her carried hair.

"Did you understand the last time? The last time, if you don't make a thousand dollars tonight..."

"Hey!"

The Raptor stopped and shouted at the roadside on the weekend: "We don't play with our faces being swollen."

Armenian bald head grabbed the girl's hair: "Go and entertain the guests well, do you understand?"

The girl was shaking and leaning over when she walked. At that time, her eyes were blue and her face was so thin that she could see the bones clearly. Not only did her eyes have swollen bags, but her dark circles were particularly thick.

She is the kind of person who is slightly handsome. If she hadn't been tortured by drugs, she would have been very popular. Perhaps standing on the side of the road is quite popular: "If the two are together, it will be $400."

"Get on the bus." There was no nonsense on the weekend, and they were not really here to announce it - the beast - desire. Seeing that this woman who might have wanted to leave had already got in the car and sat in the back seat of the car, she gave a look at Chekov.

Click.

Chekov locked the car door, and the Raptors walked forward without even a car following them, so he let them take her away.

"Why did they hit you?" said over the weekend.

"If these guys knew where your son was and you owe them another 18,000 dollars, I'm afraid they would pee in your face."

When Chekov heard these words, he turned his head to the weekend and said, "I like her hot temper."

"Give the money first." The girl added: "Only cash is collected."

I ignored her on the weekend and said to her topic: "Angil, is that?"

"!" Hearing someone calling her name, the first thing the girl did was to pull the car door. She pulled the door lock twice and found that she didn't respond. She asked in panic: "Who are you? Russian? People from Chinatown?"

Chekov seemed to have figured out something and said in surprise: "How much money do you owe?"

"It's not your business!"

Amid Angel's roar, he identified himself on the weekend and said, "We are police officers, Western Division Patrol."

Angel showed a clear relaxation, and from the moment he had to fight back at any time, he leaned his back limply to the back seat: "Police? At most 20% off, you must not give money, otherwise I will be beaten to death by those bastards when I go back."

"A policeman has visited?" Chekov asked, and he shouted without stopping the weekend: "Hey, that's not what we should ask."

"Why? Are you afraid to listen or not?" Angel cursed: "Miguel, Vic, Lee, I have seen all the police officers who have managed this jurisdiction before, but I have never seen a single policeman leave a cent!"

Scream!!!

This time Chekov stepped on the brakes and both Zhouzhao and Angel were unexpectedly expected, and the two rushed forward at the same time.

"You said the people from the Western Conference visited you?"

Chekov's face was twisted into a ball.

"Angele, we hope to give you a better life and let you have money every month..."

Angel didn't care what he said on the weekend, and spoke to him at the same time, even on the same track: "Yes, are you going to pretend to be the messenger of justice? Warriors! All of them - cum - on my face, and the guy named Wood - cum - on my mouth!!"

It's over.

I thought that bringing Chekov to the weekend was like bringing a bodyguard, but I didn’t expect that the fire would burn back to the western part of the game. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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