The nigger above had a bullet hole in his forehead, and the back half of his head exploded into a bloody mass.
"Well……"
Seeing their comrade being killed, the remaining niggas suddenly felt terrified and didn't even dare to breathe, as if they had a cock pinched by their necks.
The white woman was also startled. She couldn't help but hold her head with her hands, huddled into the root of a street lamp, and trembled. In her eyes, Fearon seemed more terrifying than the black people. The black man was just a robber, but he was deadly.
"Get out of here!" Feilun made his simple request again, "I don't want to say it a third time..."
The niggas immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, including the nigger whose balls were blown out. They jumped and screamed and ran away, but there were still two guys who were not afraid of death.
The two remaining niggas looked like brothers. They worked together to pick up the white girl. One of them even took out a knife and held it against the white girl's throat. He smiled evilly and said, "I think you want to save her? Don't do that."
Come here or I'll stab her in the throat!"
Fearon was happy when he heard this: "They say that black people's brains are all about muscles, but it seems that's not true. I didn't expect you two smart people to see through my plan at a glance!" As soon as he finished speaking, "Bang",
There was another gunshot.
The other nigger who only held the white girl's arm and didn't hold a weapon also had a bullet hole between his eyebrows. The back half of his head was also opened. The right half of the short white girl's hair was immediately sprayed with brain matter and blood.
It almost scared her silly.
"younger brother……"
The knife-wielding nigger shouted, he couldn't believe what he saw. He couldn't figure out why Feren dared to shoot? Did he not want to save this girl?
As everyone knows, Feren has no relationship with the white girl, and his idea is very simple. If he can save him, he will save her. If he can't save her, killing her will be a waste of bullets at most! The main reason is that the black man provoked him with his words before.
, he took action now, and the rest was dictated by the situation.
"boom!"
Just when the black man holding the murder weapon was stunned, Fearon shot him again, killing him in the head.
Three lives were saved in the blink of an eye. The white girl was completely stunned when she saw this.
Fearon patted her face, waited for her to come to her senses, smiled evilly and said: "Beauty, why are you standing there? The police will be here soon. Go home quickly!"
The white girl didn't move and asked innocently: "Why did you kill them?"
Feilun didn't explain the reason, but just muttered: "Just kill a few people, it's just a casual thing!" After a pause, he asked curiously: "By the way, beauty, what kind of job do you do? You're not a glass cutter, are you?"
The Caucasian girl was slightly startled, then said: "Except for chickens, I do everything. I also do cutting work!"
"Okay, okay..." Fearon waved his hand, "Go back quickly, it's time for me to leave!" As he said that, he kicked the nigger's body on the ground and walked away.
When the white girl saw that Feren was about to leave, she hurriedly shouted behind him: "My name is Jennifer Aileen, and the phone number is..."
As Feren walked, he waved his hand back and said: "Don't tell me your phone number, I don't think we will meet again in the future." After saying that, the others disappeared from the dim street.
Jennifer thought she was hallucinating, so she rubbed her eyes wildly for a few times, only to realize that Faerun had really disappeared. When she touched her sticky hair, she found that her hands were covered with blood and brain matter. She screamed in fright and flew away.
As if running away...
Returning to Fairfield Villa, Fearon put back his vest and shorts, took a shower again, and then returned to bed. He rubbed his big dick until it was hard enough, and then squeezed it into Xilin's body.
, after moving for a few times, he casually pulled out the acupuncture needles on her body, hugged her soft and delicate body, and fell asleep.
When the first ray of sunlight filtered into the master bedroom, Feren woke up, only to find that Xilin had woken up earlier and was crawling on his crotch to clean the filth on his big penis.
Immediately, there was another heart-wrenching fight, and after Xilin was turned into a puddle of mud, Feilun cleaned himself up and went to the terrace to do some morning boxing exercises.
After that, regardless of whether Shilin could get out of bed or not, after having breakfast with the help of the maid, Ferran drove the black Ferrari F50 in the garage and rushed to the hotel where the exchange group was staying. He never thought of being late.
Wei Jinrong and others had already gone to the airport first.
After calling them, Fearon didn't bother to see them off and simply drove to the Los Angeles Police Headquarters.
When the receptionist Stosur saw Phelan's car, he was a little stunned: "This, this car is yours, yours?"
"Nonsense!" Feilun glanced at him sideways, "Could it be yours?"
The despised Stosur instantly thought of the noble daughter Xilin, thinking that Feren had driven her car out to show off her power, and muttered in his heart: Oh, you just eat soft rice, what do you get?
Although Fearon could see through what Stosur was slandering at a glance, he was too lazy to explain and only said: "There are still seven people in the exchange team staying in A, plus the liaison officer (the one from the Finance Office), a total of eight people
, just watch and make arrangements!"
Stosur frowned and said: "Liaison officers, we are never responsible for providing accommodation!"
Feilun smiled coldly when he heard this and said, "Are all your police dormitories single rooms?"
Stosur was stunned and said: "How is that possible? Of course it's two people sharing a room." In fact, the police dormitories in Los Angeles are similar to those in many universities in the United States. Two people share a room and share the living room and bathroom!
"Then let's get married. There are exactly four rooms for eight people!" Feren arranged it for Stosur. "Otherwise, I would be really uncomfortable living with you foreigners!"
When Stosur heard this, he almost lost his breath and insisted not to give up: "How is it possible to arrange an extra room? Also, MR fee, your words just now are racist, I reserve the right to sue you
!”
Fearon chuckled and said: "Officer Stosur, which one of your eyes has seen my racial discrimination? I just hate some hair, it's white, like wool!"
Hearing this, Stosur's face changed drastically. His hair was white, with only a little yellowing, which was almost negligible. Fearon's words were obviously aimed at him: "MR Fei, you are so rude, I
,I……"
"I am whoever I am, I will accompany you no matter what you want. If you want to file a lawsuit, I can help you introduce a good lawyer!" Feilun said, "I'm afraid you can't afford the lawyer's fees!"
"you……"
Just when Stosur was furious, an old Chinese man got out of the Lincoln car driving from outside the compound. When he looked around, he saw Feilan at a glance, and even tried to shout: "Mr. Fei?"
"Hey, it turns out to be Mr. Huang!" Feilun was also happy when he saw the old man, "Why did you come to the police station today?"
Mr. Huang, whose real name is Huang Shanghong, is a well-known tycoon and philanthropist among local Chinese Americans in Los Angeles. He had mobilized Feilun to donate money before, and the two of them had some acquaintances.
Seeing that it was Fei Lun, Huang Shanghong, who was in good health, walked over and stretched out his hand to shake his hand and said: "Mr. Fei, last time you donated 20 million to the Charity Hall, I didn't even have time to thank you!"
When Stosur next to him heard this, he immediately became stupid. I bet this arrogant guy was not just a freeloader, he was really rich! As for suing and filing a lawsuit, he didn't even dare to mention it because he was in the police force.
Having been in the industry for so long, he knows best the essence of litigation - you have to spend money, spend a lot of money!
"No, no, you are always doing charity, so you are worthy of the respect of us younger generations!"
Feilun's words gave him enough face. Huang Shanghong laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes: "Mr. Fei, thank you!" In fact, apart from doing charity, he and Feilun were not very familiar with each other.
"You came to the police station this time..."
After hearing this, Huang Shanghong knew that Feilun had issued an order to expel guests, so he followed his words and said: "Something happened to my nephew, and I will bail him out!"
"Then you are busy!"
"That's okay... let's get together again when we have free time!" Huang Shanghong took out his gold-plated business card and handed it to Feilun and said, "Brother, we haven't seen each other for two years. I
My number has been changed, please keep this video for easy contact!"
Fearon took the business card and looked confused: "But I don't have a business card!"
"It's better if you don't have a business card, you'll have peace of mind!" Huang Shanghong joked casually, made a "goodbye" gesture, and entered the police building under the protection of bodyguards.
Looking back, Stosur, who was listening in the audience, looked at Phelan in a completely different way, but he couldn't help but ask: "MR Fee, did you really donate 20 million US dollars to Chinatown Charity Hall?"
"Nonsense!" Fearon said coldly, "Why don't you donate US dollars? Is it because Japanese yen is popular in California?"
Stosur was a little dumbfounded and muttered: "Then you still come to live in the police dormitory?"
Feilun glared and said, "I'll take what's mine. As for whether I can live in it or not, that's my problem!" After saying that, he ignored him and walked away to make a phone call.
Stosur opened his mouth after hearing this, but did not dare to say anything. After all, the superiors also allocated four dormitories to the exchange group. The reason why he made things difficult was mainly to use the liaison officer's room to make trouble and get some cigarette money.
!
Feilun contacted Zhao Yiguo and learned that they were rushing back from the airport after sending people off. He hurriedly walked back to Stosur and said, "Hurry up and get the accommodation settled. This hundred yuan will be considered your tip!"
, took out Zhang Franklin from his butt pocket and patted him on the chest.
Seeing Franklin, Stosur's eyes lit up: Darling, I'm just looking for two or three hundred dollars in cigarette money. This guy tips a hundred dollars, doesn't he treat his money as money?
You know, in the year 2000, the annual salary of a rookie police officer in Los Angeles was about 30,000 US dollars, which means that they could get a salary of 2,500 US dollars a month.
Liaison Officer Stosur's police rank is one level higher than that of a rookie, and his monthly salary is just over 3,000 yuan. The tips Feren gives him can cover his day's work. This is really... Stosur
Se suddenly realized that as long as he curry favor with Faerun, he would not have to worry about having no cigarette money to earn. He immediately felt better and after a few phone calls, the accommodation was quickly arranged.
Soon, Zhao Yiguo and his party arrived after seeing off people and carrying luggage. As for the hotel, they had already checked out.
After looking at the dormitory under the leadership of Stosur, everyone was quite satisfied. However, there was a small problem when assigning rooms, and that was who Yu Sha lived with!