Police and gangsters in New Mexico fought for fire, commanding SWAT to kill more than a dozen gangsters on weekends. The Los Angeles Times

In the past, the detective controlled the overall situation, and after the grenade exploded, he became a hero! Los Angeles News

"Dear viewers, at the Los Angeles Police Department after Adam, another detective began to rise. You must have thought of who this is. Yes, he was the weekend when he rescued hostages in front of all Americans. Now, our detective has grown into a talent who can control the overall situation. He plays a crucial role in the major cases in the New Mexico area recently. I am very glad that there is another expert in solving problems in this city. Below, an expansion film will be broadcast. Anyone who wants to know the grudges and hatreds with Mexicans on the weekend must not miss it." am News.

The weekend became popular again. After a period of silence, when all the media lacked interest in digging for surrounding news, this Chinese from the East appeared in front of the public again. This time, the cases he experienced had a huge impact on the United States, a country that admired heroes. The media tried their best to make the Mexicans and the weekend's entanglements into expansion packs and text narratives for serialization. The world like a Hollywood movie is slowly unfolding.

Of course, some smart politicians will guess from the attitude of the media that there must be a behind-the-scenes driver of this matter. In addition, the candidate for the Los Angeles Police Chief has never been announced. It seems that Matthew's shadow is looming behind this crazy publicity.

At that moment when he was immersed in the pressure put in place by Matthew, he had no idea that the whole of Los Angeles had once again set off a public opinion storm. This time the media added a title to the weekend and began to call him "the expert who solves troubles (if the nickname is awkward, please translate it into English)". However, these media did not understand the weekend at all. Not only would the weekend solve the troubles, he was better at causing troubles to others.

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At noon, the sun shines brightly. Many people walking on the street choose to lower their heads slightly. If they can stand in front of the awning of the shop across the street, they will walk into the shadows without hesitation. The weather is too hot.

At that time, Chekov pushed into the Siberian Company building with a glass of iced coffee at the weekend. When he walked to the steps, Chekov had no intention of making the weekend stand up. He grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, pulled the wheelchair from the ground effortlessly, and then put him on the steps with a light weight. Then, he seemed to be nothing like that, and pushed the weekend into the Siberian Company.

"Private, please show your ID."

There was a well-suited and very polite security guard standing at the door of the Siberian company. When Chekov handed over his ID, he lowered his head and asked: "Zhou, why do the gangsters spend money to hire security guards from regular security companies?"

"Qi, you're right. They should let their subordinates stay at the entrance of this beautiful building and put a few sofas in this. Then let the guys dyed with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple hair color sit on the sofa and have to carry one foot on the edge of the sofa. By the way, it would be even better if they were hugging the female motorcycle party with half of their hair on their scalp. Then they could open their mouths and ask, "Bad bastard, where are you doing? Do you know that this is a Siberian company? If you don't want to die, leave quickly.'." After saying this, he looked back at Chekov on the weekend: "Will this be better?"

Chekov nodded: "This is like a gangster."

"Private, please pay attention to your wording." The security guard looked at them with doubts, then reached out and asked, "That's our front desk, if you have an appointment."

Looking at the security guard over the weekend, he said, "I didn't make an appointment, but now I have to see Gu Ke."

"Private, you can't go up without an appointment. You can only ask the front desk to call and ask if Mr. Gu Ke has time to see you now."

The weekend responded: "I will give you a reason to go up now. Twenty minutes ago. The Anti-Black and Drug Control Department received a call from the police. The reporter claimed that a fight occurred in Guko's office. Your boss was being beaten up all over the room with a baseball bat. So, I am here to handle the case. If you still stop me, believe it or not, I will let this gentleman who is at least 20 meters taller than you first and then sue you for obstructing official duties?" He would not tell this guy that the call twenty minutes ago was made by Old Carl in the homeless area and was calling in the public telephone booth.

In the blink of an eye, the staff and visitors on the first floor of the entire building were all stunned.

On the weekend, I pulled out the walkie-talkie from Chekov's waist and said, "Central Station, I am the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department on weekends. I am currently arriving at the building where the Siberian Company is located. Please repeat the task."

"Twenty minutes ago we received a call from the police, claiming to transfer to the Anti-Black and Drug Enforcement Department. The phone content was that a gang member broke into the Siberian company and was beating the senior executive of the company with a baseball bat..." Looking at the security guard over the weekend, he said, "Now are you satisfied?"

The security guard was stunned: "That's impossible. Mr. Gu Ke only walked into the elevator from here five minutes ago. How could it be twenty minutes ago..."

He smiled and said, "So he is here?"

The security guard seemed to see a face full of revenge.

"Qi, let's go to Mr. Guke's office." After saying this on the weekend, I added before leaving: "By the way, where is Mr. Guke's office on?"

“Tenth, eleventh floor.”

The weekend responded: "Thank you."

bite.

After walking into the elevator with Chekov on weekends, he watched the elevator door close, Chekov stood behind weekends and asked, "It's this guy who spent money to hire the best sniper in the world to kill you?"

"The best in the world?" Another question asked over the weekend: "Aren't you the best in the world?"

Chekov shook his head and said with a sense of hatred: "My character makes me never become a top sniper, but, apart from sniper, I dare say that I am better than him in every way."

At this moment, I really met the man who could make Chekov bow his head on the weekend, especially the way this guy made Chekov bow down was not in terms of IQ. But he didn't want to see this guy's bullet, maybe that was the arrival of death.

bite.

In silence, the elevator door opened again. When Chekov saw a man in sportswear standing in front of the door, he woke up from the only time he admitted to frustration in his life and turned into the mighty bear again.

"Officer Zhou, Officer Chekov, Mr. Guke asked me to wait for you here, please come with me."

A man of medium figure appeared in front of him on the weekend. This man in his thirties had a body thickness that normal people could not imagine. His upper body was as thick as a wall, and even his loose sportswear was tightened on him. The strength of his strength was bulging from the trapezoid muscles, which showed that his neck had become shorter in visual effects.

"What's your name?" asked curiously.

The man didn't look back and responded calmly: "Eugene."

After watching Eugene looked back at Chekov on the weekend, he seemed to see two bears, one tall and one short! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!