Hearing these words, Fearon immediately thought of something bad. His anus tightened, but he joked: "Richie, you don't like men, do you?"
McAway didn't feel there was any embarrassment and said bluntly: "Yes, I just like men. Is it possible that it's against the law?"
When Feilun heard this, her anus tightened again, and she quickly declared: "I haven't broken the law, but I don't like men!"
Yu Sha, who was still angry at first, almost laughed out loud when she heard this. It was really hard to hold it in.
However, McAway didn't care about Yu Sha's feelings at all. He raised the hand pinched by Feilun and curled his lips and said: "You are such a powerful man, you must have many partners, and I don't expect you to fall in love with me right away.
!”
Fearon felt uncomfortable hearing these words, and when he thought about it for a moment, he felt a strong chill. He felt that this guy was not only an old glass, but also the one who suffered. He looked at McAway again, and he had a strong body.
She is strong, but also thin enough. The hair on her face is cleanly shaved, and she has fair skin. If you want to know the secret of homosexuality, you will love this tone!
Looking more carefully, there seemed to be traces of mascara that had not been removed from McAway's eyelids. Fearon began to feel some cramps in his stomach, sweating in his heart, and wished he could step on McAway's face ten thousand times.
I even thought about finding an opportunity to destroy the glass ball.
How long ago did it take for the stomach cramps to occur? Phelan himself couldn’t remember, but he didn’t expect that it would be caused by the old glass named McAway again today. No wonder this old glass is not favored by the Los Angeles Police Department, and no wonder
No one wants to partner with this old glass...
"Are you okay?" Seeing that Feilun's face looked a little bad, McAway actually reached out to rub his back.
"Don't fucking move!" Fearon yelled, pulled out the Glock 17 from his lower back and pressed it against McAway's forehead.
McAway was sweating violently and said in shock: "You, how do you have a gun?" Yusha in the back seat was also shocked.
Fearon casually took out a gun permit and threw it on the driver's seat, muttering: "Even if I am a Hong Kong police officer and cannot enforce the law in Los Angeles, but I have a gun permit, why can't I have a gun?"
In fact, the gun license is a Remington 700 certificate, which is issued by the previous Los Angeles Police Chief and a captain. As for ordinary self-defense pistols, you only need to show a simple certificate when purchasing them in the United States.
.If you are a U.S. citizen, a passport or driver's license is enough. If you are not a U.S. citizen, you need to present your green card and driver's license at the same time.
Of course, gun buyers also need to have no first- to third-degree criminal records or illegal drug use records, must not be mentally ill or have been expelled from the military, and must be no less than 18 years old (for long guns) or 21 years old (for long guns).
Pistol). At the same time, you are not subject to court restrictions when purchasing a gun, have no history of domestic violence, are not wanted by the court or are under criminal investigation by law enforcement agencies, etc.
The last step is to live locally for 60 to 90 consecutive days and be able to prove it with phone, water, electricity or cable TV bills. As for a heavy guy like Remington that can even shoot down a plane, you need at least two local police officers
The issued firearms license can only be purchased in regular stores, except on the black market.
McAwee had seen many cases of guns going off, so he quickly said: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, put the gun down first!"
Feilun just wanted to scare him. After hearing this, he simply retracted his gun and said coldly: "You'd better keep your distance." He held back the other half of the sentence, otherwise he will kill you!
McAway looked at the gun certificate and didn't take Phelan's gun to heart. Instead, he was shocked by his cold eyes and said: "SORRY..."
Faerun didn't expect to encounter such a thing. McAway immediately downgraded several levels in his heart. He probably really wanted to find a chance to kill him so that he could be quiet around him. However, given that this guy was currently "leading" him and Yu Sha,
Feren still asked one more question: "Hey, where can I get more guns? Let my companions defend themselves."
McAway was stunned and said, "There is a place." As he said that, he drove the car onto a side road.
More than twenty minutes later, McAway drove Feilun and Yusha to a mixed neighborhood, where some white workers lived, but more black people lived together. The streets were dirty and messy, and there were people walking along the way.
I saw several cases of marijuana smoking in broad daylight.
Seeing this, Yusha couldn't help but said: "Why don't you care about these?"
McAway still didn't have a good face towards Yusha and scolded: "Woman, did I ask you to express your opinion?" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the hesitation on Feilun's face, and quickly explained: "No return."
I don’t care!”
In fact, Fearon also understands that catching drugs will also generate profits. There must be a branch in charge of this area. If McAway gets involved, it will definitely touch the interests of other police officers. Not only will it break the rules, he may also be arrested.
It is not unheard of for people to shoot someone with a black gun in the American police force.
Soon, McAway drove the car to a shabby Pawn Shap (pawn shop). Stopping the car, he stretched his head out the window and shouted at the door of the pawn shop: "Lawson, Lawson...
"
Not long after, a fat black man came out of the door. When he saw McAway, he couldn't help but cursed: "You white bitch. What's your name? Are you in trouble again?"! Hearing this, Fearon almost died.
Spurting it out, I dare you to think that even a nigger like this knows about McAway's sexual orientation. How bad is this guy's reputation? NO, this guy has no reputation at all!
Unexpectedly, McAway seemed to be afraid that Phelan would misunderstand, and explained: "Don't think wrongly, I have no interest in niggas!" Phelan almost vomited out.
Fortunately, McAway really listened to Phelan's words and kept a certain distance from him after getting out of the car. After entering the pawn shop with the fat black man, McAway made a gun gesture and said, "Are there any women's ones?
"
The fat black man glanced at Faerun, then at Yu Sha, his eyes brightened and he said, "This is the number!" While speaking, he raised his fingers.
Yusha interjected: "One thousand? Isn't this too expensive?"
The fat black man smiled obscenely and said: "Why is it expensive? It's the going rate!"
Yu Sha wanted to say something else, but Feilun made a stop sign and said: "Bring the goods over and have a look. If the goods are good, the money will be enough for you!"
The fat black man glanced at McAway, saw him nodded slightly, turned his back and went in to pick up the goods.
However, McAway said to Feilun: "The gun cannot be seen in the light, so don't show it unless it is for self-defense!" This was actually a reminder to Yu Sha, but he chose not to say it to Yu Sha. It seems that this old glass is really annoying.
Women's.
Fearon asked: "Is there any way to get a gun permit?"
McAwee muttered: "There is no precedent for issuing a gun license for pocket-sized ladies' guns. If you get such a license, you will definitely be exposed in front of your colleagues."
Feilun was stunned for a moment, turned his head and asked Yusha: "What are your plans?"
Yu Sha thought for a moment and said, "It's better to have a gun than not to have a gun." She then showed the communication pass issued by Yangluo City Police Chief, "If we are really searched, this thing should be able to withstand it."
Fearon also felt that this was the case, otherwise someone was targeting someone, and they could frame him even without a gun. Thinking of this, Fearon glanced at McAway unkindly, making him tremble: "Don't worry, I
I won’t tell anyone, otherwise I wouldn’t have brought you here.”
"What about the boss here?" Fearon said sadly.
"He won't say anything, otherwise how can he still eat this bowl of rice?" McAway said.
Feilun smiled evilly: "I hope so!"
After a while, the fat black man came out from the back carrying a box. When he opened it, he found an imitation Colt pocket pistol with a capacity of seven rounds.
Feilun picked up the gun casually and dismantled it into parts with three strokes, five by two, and almost made the other three people dumbfounded. After looking at it for a while, he said: "The workmanship is not bad, but the firing pin has been artificially shortened.
, are there any other firing pins?”
As soon as the fat black man heard this, he knew that Feilun was an expert, and he raised another finger: "One hundred!"
"No problem, bring the firing pin quickly!" Fearon waved him away.
The fat black man quickly retrieved the firing pin, and Feilun moved into the air and fired twice. He found that he had a good shot and said, "That's it. Do you have any bullets?"
The fat black man said: "You have to give me money!" After all, it is not unheard of for someone to rob a store while testing bullets in the United States.
Feilun casually handed the gun to Yusha and said, "Try it and see if it fits your hand?"
Yu Sha gave it a try and nodded happily. Fearon took out a stack of Franklins, counted eleven and spread them out on the table, saying: "Bring the bullets, one hand for the money and one hand for the bullets!"
The fat black man nodded and quickly took back a small box of bullets. Feren counted them and found that there were only twenty-eight bullets in total: "Four groups? That's too few, right?"
Putting his hand on the money, the fat man said: "It's quite a lot!"
Feilun pressed his hand tightly and chuckled: "One more set!"
"Then you have to let go of my hand first!"
"No problem!" Feilun raised his other hand casually and put the Glock on the fat black man's head. "Don't rush to get the money and add another set!" He let go.
Faced with Fearon's threat at gunpoint, the fat black man who was used to the black arms business was not very afraid, but McAwee beside him didn't give him the code for a long time, which made him a little unsure and he hesitated.
Finally I took the bullet.
After a few minutes, the fat black man turned back again, handed over seven bullets and said: "You should give the money now, right?" As he said this, he also glanced at McAway.
Fearon had long sensed that there was something going on between Fatty Black and McAway, but he did not reveal the matter. He pretended not to know, and after paying the money, he took away the pocket pistol and bullets.
Back in the car, Yu Sha was fiddling with the silver pocket pistol in the back seat, while Ferran asked from the passenger seat: "Where should we go to do the questionnaire?"
"Near Monterey Park, there are a few blocks there. After the murder at the CBI building last night, there was a shooting immediately. Three black men died, and another black man was shot in the lower body, causing serious injuries. Now
A series of searches and inquiries are being carried out in the nearby neighborhoods..."
While McAway was describing the case to Phelan, a tense secret meeting was being held at the CIA headquarters in Langley.