"Boss, I've got a tip and someone is going to take revenge against me..."

This was a few hours ago when he called Pablo on the weekend. His purpose was very simple, that is, to spend the day smoothly. When a state machine runs wildly against individuals, it is good to keep a whole body under crushing on the weekend, and it is not enough to care about morality, quality, and other morality, lies and use it. As long as he keeps himself and this family intact, he will not care whether he takes off his police uniform or wears it when necessary.

However, the weekend method worked. The police shouted at the villa in the early morning and successfully attracted the attention of all neighbors in the villa area. Residents living nearby lit the lights, and some even opened the door in pajamas.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of patrol officers followed the paths of the agents just now with pistols, *******, m4 approached the villa. The previous battles made them full of energy. Everyone knew that all cases associated with the "weekend" were big cases, and they might lose their lives if they were accidentally killed. In this case, every police officer rushed to the door of the villa with his guns and began to aim in the villa illuminated by the lights.

Pablo was really angry about this. Nick's death, and after being retaliated over the weekend, he hated the gangs. This time, he not only mobilized the patrol officers and detectives, but also brought all the special police from the Special Operations Bureau to command with the current deputy director.

With such a large lineup, the front and back of the villa in the weekend are full of policemen with guns and ammunition. Agents of the Homeland Security Bureau will turn into a fly, no one can leave the house alive unless they really turn into seventy-two.

"drive."

When Josh saw this, he seemed to have expected what would happen next, and looked at the villa with surprise. At this moment, he said this to the driver calmly.

He really didn't expect that he could play this trick on the weekend. The police caught the agents. Oh my God, this guy wanted to send the weekend to the institute directly, open his head and see what this guy was pretending in his mind.

After Josh's car left, Pablo began to shout for the third time: "Listen to the people in the room, immediately put down their weapons and walked out with their heads in their arms, otherwise, the police will attack in all directions!"

On the second floor of the villa, all the agents stood against the wall. They had never encountered such a scene. Even if the bandits came, it didn't matter. At worst, they could fight. But the police came, this...

A master-style figure said to the intercom, "What should we do?"

"Now there are all policemen outside the villa. Conservatively estimated that the number of policemen outside exceeded one hundred."

The intercom fell into a brief silence. In just a few seconds, it seemed to torture every nerve of the agents in the villa. Each of them was afraid that the feeling of being abandoned would come in an instant after the call was suddenly cut off.

“As required by the police!”

call.

After the voice appeared, all the agents breathed a deep breath. The psychological pressure they were under at that time could not be imagined by outsiders. In such departments, there are rumors that a certain agent failed and was abandoned almost every month. These rumors, whether true or false, change their firm beliefs again and again. However, as long as you are still working there, there is no possibility of any resistance. After all, it is your country that requires you to make sacrifices.

Under the light, a response came from the room: "Don't shoot!"

"We surrender!"

Pablo didn't believe what these guys said and pressed him: "Stop doing this!"

"Bad bastards, before you throw all your weapons out of the villa, I'll kill one!"

"Want to surrender? Yes!"

"Take all your weapons out, and don't even keep your nail clippers."

Pablo will never forget the grenade thrown in the corridors of New Mexico, and will never forget the psychological shadow caused by the bullets flying across him. He specifically used the police intercom to instruct: "Everyone listened, retreated to both sides, see clearly what was thrown, and rushed over, hear clearly, see clearly what was thrown..."

Before he could finish speaking, footsteps from the stairs came from the villa. A gun was thrown out under everyone's attention. Then, guns, flash bullets, smoke bombs, pistols, guns, daggers, and all kinds of weapons began to throw out.

A patrolman ventured to rush over and ran over with a gun. When Pablo saw the pistol, he frowned: "Military weapons, there are special numbers on the gun."

The director of the Special Operations Bureau was about to question it, and Pablo immediately remembered the case he had stopped the weekend's investigation more than once: "That's right, Deputy Director, now helping the Homeland Security Bureau to investigate the 'military standard weapon outflow case' on weekends. The weapons used by these guys are obviously related to this case. Otherwise, I can't think of any reason for the military to attack the weekend."

The Director of the Special Operations Bureau nodded and said, "Let them come out."

This time, he completely took the picture. Pablo shouted again: "Listen, the people inside, walked out of the room immediately, slowed down, and leaned on the ground with their hands in their heads, without any unnecessary actions that aroused suspicion." After saying this, he used the walkie-talkie to instruct himself: "Whoever detects the danger is allowed to fire!"

At the door of the villa, the first agent walked out and lay on the ground with his head in his arms, and immediately pointed a dozen guns at him. At this time, even if he raised his hand and scratched it, he would probably be shot dead immediately.

The second, the third... When the ninth man came out of this villa, the weekend family surrounded by policemen was just around the back of the villa. He was no longer in the villa. Since the lights were turned off, the family climbed out from the window along the ladder. At that time, the twenty police officers lying in the backyard had blocked them behind the wall of ** and guns, so safe that they could not be safe.

"Boss." When he walked out on the weekend, he was still immersed in the critical moment just now. A few hours ago, he had just reacted a little slower, and maybe this family would be broken in his sleep, just a little bit.

Pablo didn't reply, and looked at the woman in handcuffs behind her over the weekend and pointed her index finger slightly...

He lowered his head, closed his eyes on the weekend, and sighed, "Well~ Yoda, Charlotte's master's personality, Mkoyan's murder case, and the murderer of a murder just happened, now, he has just been arrested..."

"On the weekend, this - his - mom - is your woman!"

Pablo cursed in a low voice, saying, "He couldn't understand the weekend's behavior."

At this time of the weekend, she had a more complicated mood than Pablo and said: "Boss, she can only live if she enters the police station."

A pair of eyes full of perseverance looked up at Pablo when he looked up on the weekend. In fact, he wanted to say: "Only when she is safe, I can fight against everyone, even the whole world!"
Chapter completed!