"What the hell is going on?!" The bald man who was yelling at his men was the chief of the New York Police Department.
He drove to work as usual this morning, enduring traffic jams, extremely bad air and noise, and finally arrived at his unit. The scum in handcuffs gave him the middle finger, and eight out of ten police officers under his command
They look more like gangsters than gangsters, and the remaining two are policewomen.
On such a bad day that people are accustomed to, what more special bad things can happen? The answer is of course yes. For example, a group of heavily armed criminal organization members armed with high-tech military equipment are attacking people in the most densely populated areas of New York.
Open fire indiscriminately and so on.
Two seconds after hearing this report, he began to think about whether he could receive his pension alive.
"NSA people have taken over the scene. Now it's like the outbreak of World War III in Times Square. It may be a terrorist attack, religious organization riots, and there is even news that it is an alien invasion." This is the policeman who was scolded.
member’s response.
"Where did you hear this?"
"On TV."
"Do you want to change your career to work as a security guard at a TV station tomorrow?"
"No, sir."
"Then get out of my office! When you come back, bring me some exact information that the TV station doesn't know!"
"Yes, sir!"
"And you!" The director opened the door of his office and shouted outside: "Within five minutes, I want to speak directly with the on-site commander there! Five minutes! So... you bastards, give me
Put down the donuts and coffee! Go and get it done for me immediately! Otherwise I will take out your kidneys!"
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time Square.
The FBI has completed a preliminary siege, the police are busy evacuating the crowd, and medical and firefighting units are on standby outside.
"I want you to make a few phone calls and ask all media helicopters to get out of this airspace immediately." A middle-aged man in a suit and tie said.
Another agent replied: "But... according to the First Amendment..."
"Listen, rookie, don't mention any laws, rules and regulations in front of me. This is the sixth level of special circumstances. You can tell those damn reporters that I am currently lying in the car with weapons, looking for a shoulder-mounted weapon."
When I find something like a rocket launcher, I will use this baby to shoot down all flying objects that appear in front of me, even Superman."
"I understand, sir, I will take care of it." The man responded and left.
The man in a suit took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed a speed dial button, and said: "How long will it take for the army to arrive? I don't care what the impact will be! What I want is a complete blockade! What happens afterward?"
Explanation is the job of politicians! ... Very good, General, I hope you can complete the order as you said. Remember, this is for national security."
After saying this, he ended the call, and then immediately dialed another number. This time, he did not use the speed dial button, but pressed the complete number very quickly.
"It has been basically completed. The media will be driven away soon. The army and all national forces will block this place with all their strength. In a few minutes, except for our midnight communication equipment, all other communication methods in this area will be cut off.
"
On the other end of the phone, Li Yadi's voice came: "Very good, I didn't expect that the NSA would send you to take over the scene. In Chinese, God is really helping me, hahaha..."
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Go back to that rooftop.
"Hubu, we've almost reached our limit." Wang Xu suddenly relaxed, and the confrontation ended calmly.
Tobe stumbled, staggered, and looked unsteady. Finally, he used his katana to support himself and managed to stand still: "Ah...actually..."
"Actually, you can't stand because you haven't eaten." Wang Xu took over his words and said.
"Yeah...I haven't eaten anything until this morning..." Tobe said in a soft, but rather complaining tone: "It's always like this when I'm moving, eating and sleeping are irregular, which makes me
It’s very troublesome. Um...by the way, how do you know that I don’t have enough energy if I don’t eat?”
Wang Xu replied: "It's just reading the memory...what? There seems to be a restaurant across the street. Do you want to go in and have something to eat?"
"Ah...I'm very grateful." Hubu turned around without any precautions.
Wang Xu also followed: "It doesn't matter, I'm hungry anyway."
They arrived at the store. The lobby was already empty. Tobe walked to the barbecue grill, took off a few skewers of grilled sausages and corn and put them on the plate. Then he took out a wallet from his clothes and turned it over.
After searching for it for a while, he said in that sinister voice: "Oops, I only have one hundred dollar bills left."
Wang Xu was already sitting at the bar and started eating: "Then don't pay."
"This is not okay. Stealing is a bad behavior." When he said this, Wang Xu felt no pressure.
"Just a few sausages."
"This has nothing to do with the value of the item, it's a matter of principle."
"Then just go to the counter and swipe your card yourself."
"I'm not very good at mechanical things."
Wang Xu became impatient: "Then try to get as much food as possible and leave the hundred-dollar bills!"
"It's such a waste, so is the money, and so is the food that can't be eaten..."
"What's so confusing about this?"
Tobe was not discouraged. He took out a walkie-talkie from his clothes and said, "Hey, Boyka, are you there? I'm Tobe."
Boyka, who was far away on the helicopter, quickly replied: "What?"
"Do you have any change?"
"What do you want change for?"
"Pay the bill to the restaurant."
There was silence for three seconds, and then the Russian yelled five or six curses in his native dialect, and finally said to Tobe in English: "Go and eat shit, you bastard!"
Wang Xu had already cleared everything on his plate. After craning his neck to look into the bar, he simply turned over and turned on the stove: "I'll get some bacon and scrambled eggs, do you want them?"
Tobe touched his chin as if thinking: "Damn it... I would be very reluctant to leave a hundred dollars, but I am really hungry, and this looks delicious..."
Wang Xu sighed and ignored him. He grabbed a bottle of olive oil on the stove and started to heat the pan. It was as if he was treating someone else's restaurant as his own home.
At this moment, through the seemingly calm surface, a person's murderous intention suddenly struck. Just now, this person followed Wang Xu and Hu Bei to the restaurant, hibernating and waiting. When Wang Xu started cracking eggs as if nothing had happened
, he believed...the time to take action had come.
His skills were very fast, as fast as a lightning bolt, and as powerful as a sea boiling and a mountain collapsing, and he was killed in a snap of his fingers. But there was a hand that firmly grabbed his wrist in an instant, turning the surprise attack into a
Nothing.
Wang Xu hummed a little tune and turned the bacon in the pot, as if nothing happened behind him.
The attacker looked at Tobe in shock: "What are you doing!"
Tobe still had a tangled expression with pain in his balls, but he did not let go of his hand, still holding the man in front of him firmly: "Are you a colleague of the second battle group...Um...do you have any change?
