Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Chapter 211 Please empty the magazine immediately when in danger

Time went back 10 minutes, and the three Fingalls, who were rushing from the Bronx to Manhattan to clean up the mess, learned on the way that the three deadpools who had escaped from the encirclement had scattered and escaped, and Norma had activated her war personality "Eva" , continue to track the most dangerous A-level deadpool and two B-level deadpools.

Originally, Fingel was planning to let Yuan Zhisheng and Russell deal with the two B-level deadpools, while he himself would deal with the A-level deadpools and test how powerful his enhanced body was, but Yuan Zhisheng volunteered to help. He said that the A-level deadpool who used the knife was an acquaintance of his, and he hoped that he would execute him.

Just like Yuan Zhisheng knows about the hidden strength of the Germans, Fingel also knows that Yuan Zhisheng cannot be measured by ordinary A-level freshmen, but performing tasks is not a game, and the slightest mistake may lead to the death of innocent people. After all, in this country, the life of the rich is the most important thing. If the old bastards on the school board are not handled properly, they will have another reason to cause trouble.

After careful consideration, he asked Russell to assist Yuan Zhisheng while he went to kill the two B-class deadpools who had fled to northern Manhattan.

As we all know, the characters in funny animations are the ones with explosive combat power.

Although Russell looks like a funny character, in fact, his fighting ability is really not weak. The long stick and revolver are just disguises. The real killer weapons are hidden in his backpack. Those alchemical knives quenched with poison can create a weapon in a critical moment. A metal storm smashed alive creatures without exoskeletons or with the ability to harden their whole bodies.

And coincidentally, according to the information Eva sent back, the A-level deadpool was a type with high attack and low defense. Unlike the fifth generation species, which was covered in scales and armor, Russell had no way to attack him.

When he arrived in the wealthy area of ​​Brooklyn, Russell also said that he wanted to show Yuan Zhisheng the cool fighting methods of his seniors. Little did he know that the young master of the Yuan family’s secretary was the owner of the Word Spirit and Yinliu like him. When we hunted the fierce ghosts together, we were used to seeing scenes of raging metal storms.

Later, when the fight actually started, Russell discovered that this junior didn't need his help at all. He could beat the A-level Deadpool on the opposite side by himself. All kinds of fancy swordsmanship that he had only seen in cartoons made him feel powerful. It felt like being on the set, the good guys and the bad guys were having a great fight, and he was like a crowd of onlookers applauding and applauding.

But just when Russell thought he could get off work on time just by staying nearby and skimming the formation, the A-level deadpool who had been suppressed and beaten suddenly broke out and threw out the curled-edged long sword in his hand with lightning speed. Knife, when Yuan Zhisheng dodged, he fled into the distance. As a result, just as he crossed the wall of the community and was about to run away, three flying knives came from behind and knocked him down from the air.

So there was the shocking scene of Su Xiaoqiang and her daughter just now.

Omi Eiichiro, who was transformed into Deadpool, still retained some self-awareness. After realizing that he could not escape with just two legs, he decisively chose to take hostages, pulled out the flying knife from behind and forced the door to open. car.

Su Xiaoqiang and Mother Su in the car saw the "man from heaven" covered in blood, with tattered clothes and scaly tattoos on his face, holding a dagger in his hand and looking like he was going to settle a score with them. Naturally, they couldn't stand still.

Su Xiaoqiang signaled her mother to drive away quickly, but Su's mother reached into the storage compartment and pulled out a small white Beretta 3032 Tomcat. This pocket pistol, also known as the "Tom Cat", is a small personal defense product manufactured by Italy's Beretta. Pistols are deeply loved by women in the United States.

"Baby, close your eyes."

The beautiful Portuguese woman, who had been outside for many years, knew that she had met the conditions for self-defense at this moment. When Eiichiro Omi was about to violently open the door, she did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Seven crisp gunshots, mixed with the sound of shattering car window glass and the sound of flesh being pierced by bullets, Mother Su emptied the magazine in two seconds.

Su Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in the back row, stared dumbly at her mother, who was holding a gun in both hands and looking heroic. She finally understood why her mother had the final say at home and her father never dared to disobey her opinions.

Outside the broken car window, Omi Eiichiro looked in disbelief at the beautiful woman in the car who was alertly changing the magazine and the mixed-race girl in the back seat with her mouth open from ear to ear. Then he looked down at the seven holes in his chest. With his heart and lungs punctured, he knew he had completely lost hope of living.

At this moment, he saw what it means to be a woman who is weak, but a mother who is strong.

With a sad laugh, the flying knife in his hand fell. Omi Eiichiro stretched out his right hand with difficulty and gave a thumbs up to the mother and daughter in the car, then turned around and staggered away.

On the other side, Yuan Zhisheng and Russell, who rushed over the wall after hearing the sound of gunfire, also noticed the damaged Ferrari parked on the roadside. After taking a glance and finding that no civilians were injured, they continued to rush towards the staggering target. Anyway, the execution department The logistics staff will rush over to finish the work when they hear the sound of gunfire. Just leave these chores to them.

"Ah, it's the two people I met in school before!"

Su Xiaoqiang almost screamed when he saw two executive specialists who had met each other before, but luckily he covered his mouth in time.

Seeing her daughter's frightened appearance, Mother Su suddenly felt relieved. She handed her cell phone to her daughter and signaled her to call the police immediately. She held the Beretta 3032 Tomcat with the magazine changed and paid attention to the disturbance outside.

Su Xiaoqiang's fair face was already a little pale at this time. She dialed the police station with trembling hands, but it was obvious that New York City was particularly lively today, and the police station was severely understaffed. No one answered the phone after she called two or three times.

"Damn tax thief, they can't send out all the line operators to maintain order!" Su's mother was annoyed when she heard the busy tone on the phone. She was about to start the car and leave to prevent an accident. Suddenly, there was a clear and visible light at the corner ahead. The sound of police sirens was heard. "Da da da--"

Along with the sound of the siren came the roar of the engine like a horse's hooves falling to the ground. A black and white Harley-Davidson motorcycle came from the corner in front with flashing police lights. A handsome policeman wearing a patrol uniform, helmet and sunglasses slowly drove towards him. The car parked next to the Ferrari.

"Hey, pretty lady, it looks like you're in a lot of trouble."

The handsome patrolman supported the motorcycle with his long legs. He first showed his ID, and then asked her in standard American English what difficulties she had encountered. His tone was very gentle, with a unique demeanor of an English gentleman.

Whether it was the broken hood or windows of the Ferrari, or the blood spilled on the ground, it all showed that an extremely serious accident had occurred at the scene.

Mother Su breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the police officer's ID card. Although the police officer was Asian and looked very young and a bit unreliable, she still chose to believe him. After all, in this free country, there are only people who have just joined the job. New people stay enthusiastic.

Just as she was about to recount what happened, the beautiful woman discovered that two black Mercedes-Benz cars appeared from behind, blocking the path of the Ferrari and Harley police cars.

Several burly men in black got out of the car, with the unique lawlessness of gang members on their faces, which made Su's mother feel relieved again.

Su Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in the back row, was still sizing up the patrol officer who suddenly appeared. He felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. When he saw the logistics specialist from the execution department, he was so scared that his heart began to beat again. stand up.

The girl's face looked a little loveless. She just came to the United States to study. How could she encounter so many strange things? Who did she provoke?
"Oh oh oh~" Surrounded by several big men in black, the patrolman didn't panic at all. He didn't even put his hand on the gun on his waist. He just said with a somewhat teasing tone:
"Hey, man, are you cosplaying the Men in Black? Do you have an amnestic stick? Can you let me take a look?"

Listening to his joking words, both Su Xiaoqiang and her daughter in the car, as well as the logistics staff of the enforcement department, were speechless. Whether the young policeman couldn't figure out or was pretending to be stupid.

"Hey, listen, we are the FBI. We were arresting a criminal just now..." The man in black at the head showed his FBI ID and explained in a decent manner: "...That's it, you two are troubled. Please come with us as an eyewitness and ask for your cooperation."

As he spoke, he looked at the young Asian patrol officer again and waved his hand to get out of here: "As for you, please don't get involved in the FBI's affairs, otherwise I guarantee that your director will kick him with his pointed shoes. Your ass.”

According to the execution regulations of the execution department, all irrelevant personnel involved in the task must have their memories cleared. He did not want to increase the workload of the logistics staff responsible for clearing memories. It would be best if everyone got off work early.

"Oh, really?" The young patrolman had a playful look on his face when he heard this. He reached out and took off his sunglasses, revealing all of his extremely handsome face, with a smile on his face:
"But what if I have to get involved?"

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for the reaction of several "FBI" commissioners, and directly ordered: "I still have something to do. Now please leave gracefully. I will come back to trouble you later."

As soon as these words came out, Su Xiaoqiang and her daughter, who were still in the car, were stunned.

In their impression, isn't the FBI all domineering, yelling at the police station, and picking people up casually? How could a young police officer dare to be so arrogant? Could this be the so-called freshman? Are calves not afraid of tigers?

Su Xiaoqiang, who was huddled in the back row, took off his sunglasses and found that the young police officer looked exactly like the fishing guy he met near the school, but his temperament was completely different. He suspected that the two were twin brothers.

To the surprise of the mother and daughter, the FBI agents did not yell or curse after being humiliated. Instead, they curled up on the ground and rolled themselves into a black ball, preparing to roll away.

Just when they were confused and even doubting their lives, they heard the young police officer again order: "Leave two of them behind and drive the car away."

After the blocking car drove away, Xia Di put on her sunglasses again and said to the stunned beautiful woman: "Okay, let's solve the problem and let's continue.

Before telling me what happened, could you please tell me the names of you and the cute little girl in the back row? "

"Ah...Okay." The beautiful woman who recovered from the shock calmed down and put the Leta 3032 Tomcat aside, trying to show her harmlessness as much as possible:

"My name is Susan, and this is my daughter, Xiaoqiang Su."

"Oh, what a great name. My name is Small Blacks, and like-minded people call me Blackie."

(End of this chapter)