Chapter 1030 New Year’s Snowy Night (10)
Bishop’s words made sense, so Ronick took off the guy’s handcuffs and put him back in the cell. Jack just shrugged. .
Although this guy has a familiar face, this is not the world of "The Matrix". As an FBI, Jack is naturally hostile to this gangster.
He has also read a lot of online novels in his previous life, and he is almost physically disgusted with those scenes where he bows to the boss regardless of his position or even kneels and licks him in different ways. After coming to this world I never thought of doing this after that.
After all, life is not a novel. Although it occasionally seems outrageous, the former may be far more outrageous than the latter, but Jack firmly believes in one thing,
Even the relationship between parents and children is subject to comings and goings, and positive feedback from each other is needed to maintain it for a long time, otherwise they will become enemies sooner or later.
Jack is just handsome, but it’s not like he has never been handsome in his previous life. He will be cheated when he deserves to be cheated.
As the old saying goes, 40 is not confusing. Someone happened to step on this edge before time travel. He is not smooth at all, but his behavior is somewhat stale, at least compared to those passionate teenagers who time travel at the age of 18. Be more motivated.
If there is no plug-in at hand, his most likely choice is to use Bitcoin to make a small fortune, and then find a city with better security or a small Asian country with a relatively developed economy to stay comfortably. Such as Neon or Lijiapo.
Instead of becoming an LAPD, exchanging fire with gangsters to empty their magazines, and then joining the FBI and driving an ambulance full of explosives into Central Park.
Jack does not have a hero complex, nor does he think he is invincible with a plug-in in his hand. He must find excitement for himself and live his life as a gamer living in a virtual world.
On the contrary, all this is because he deeply understands the reality of this world and understands that everyone around him is a living person with independent thoughts, rather than NPCs who follow certain fixed procedures.
My previous life may have been a bit realistic, but that was because my abilities were limited. Since I have cheated in this life, I might as well live a more idealistic and romantic life. There are no worlds in America, but Jack has his own world in his heart.
So let alone the big Bishop, even if John Wigger appeared in front of him, Jack's priority would be the positions of both sides, and he would have to compare whose gun fighting skills were more authentic.
No way, who let the hard-working FBI like him be used as cannon fodder in many Hollywood blockbusters, sometimes even regardless of his position, just to show off the protagonist's awesomeness, he rushes to kill him.
The audience will not consider whether any of these innocent cannon fodder may be the father of a child, or the only child of an old man.
Similarly, there are the passers-by in the Fast and Furious series who are innocently implicated in car accidents caused by the protagonist group.
Jack is not sure what kind of plot he is in this time. Anyway, this world has long been very weird, and he has become accustomed to it and can no longer get used to it.
But he can probably guess that Bishop is probably an important supporting role or even one of the protagonists in the original plot. The question is, what does this have to do with him.
The big black man is right. They are indeed on one side at the moment, but both Jack and John know their positions very well. They are here to help. Ronick, the police chief, is the one who makes the decision. people.
Although the old police officer Jasper yelled fiercely, he wanted to throw Bishop out in exchange for letting the other people in the police station be spared, but Ronick objected and he couldn't really do it.
However, although Roenick was worried about Bishop, he still wanted to win over the other three prisoners. As a result, he was scolded without saying a few words, even though he told them that those outside were a group of murderers and silencers. Black police.
"Those gangsters recognized by the government are abusing their power again, aren't they? That is a matter for you and your corrupt colleagues, and has nothing to do with us. Why can't you do a good job and open this broken cage and lock us down? "Let go?"
The person who said this was the drug addict with red eyes. Jack remembered that he seemed to have been arrested for robbing a fast food restaurant with a knife.
Little Hei, who was in the same cell with him and called himself Smiley, grabbed the newsboy cap he was wearing in his hand, rubbed his head with only a layer of green skin exposed, and then echoed next to him. With the unique RAP tone of black people. "This bad thing has nothing to do with Smiley, let Smiley go, let me go!"
Speechless Roenick touched the pocket containing the cell key. Seeing that these guys still couldn't figure out the situation, he could only sigh helplessly and turn around to leave.
He originally wanted to release these guys to assist in the defense, but now it seems that these idiots will escape from the police station and die as soon as the cell is opened.
Jack and these guys had nothing to say. They hid themselves in the shadow of the passage entrance and quietly waited for the enemy to attack.
A rush of footsteps came, heading straight to the temporary detention area. A hand suddenly stretched out in the darkness and covered Alex's mouth.
"Huh, you scared me to death. Why are you hiding here?" Through the dim light outside the window, the beautiful psychiatrist saw Jack's face clearly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
“Are you here to find me?”
Jack pressed his other hand on her back, and felt it was smooth. Only then did he realize that this eldest sister was still wearing the low-rise clothes. The beautiful evening dress with a backless back was originally something she had prepared for the New Year's dinner held somewhere unknown.
"They asked me to inform you that there was movement at the front door, and they told you to be careful here. Officer Nolan said he was probably bluffing." Alex said, patting herself tremblingly. His chest seemed to have just recovered.
Jack looked away and nodded slightly, "I know, go back quickly, it will become very dangerous here later."
He paused and reminded, "Remember to put on your coat."
The heating in the police station uses hot water pipes provided by surrounding factories and has not been cut off due to power outages. However, once the opponent attacks, You would definitely not politely enter and then close the door.
"I know, you must be careful." After Alex said that, she ran back in a panic. She didn't know if she heard what Jack said next.
Looking at the curvaceous figure disappearing at the end of the corridor, Jack shook his head speechlessly. He was probably the most unlucky and innocent among these people.
John's warning through Alex was very timely. In less than five minutes, Jack heard rustling noises coming from outside the wall. There were at least two people outside heading towards the temporary detention area. Touch the direction.
At this time, there was a faint sound of intensive gunfire in the corridor. More than one person was using an assault rifle equipped with a silencer to fire at the main entrance of the police station. The bullets shattered the windows and flew into the house, causing dangerous damage on the walls. ricochet.
Ronick's arrangement worked at this time. After the three Johns blocked the door with furniture such as desks, they all hid in the corners of the corridor or behind load-bearing columns.
All the firearms in the old police station have been emptied. Apart from everyone's sidearms, we only have two shotguns. John and the old police officer Jasper each hold one.
It was extremely stupid to stand behind the window and shoot at the enemy when the firepower was completely suppressed by one side, so they simply gave up the position of the door and window.
We are all policemen, so we naturally know the tactics of police raids. Now that there is enough space, we simply leave enough space for the other party to break in.
Most of the windows are equipped with iron bars, and the entrances that can be opened in a short period of time are limited. When the opponent shows up, everyone can focus on the fire. All living beings are equal under shotguns. Wearing a bulletproof vest does not mean that you can withstand steel balls hitting your face.
(End of this chapter)