"What the hell is going on?"
The bald man yelling at his men is 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 work unit.
The handcuffed scum raised their middle fingers at him.
Eight out of ten of his police officers looked more like gangsters than gangsters, and the remaining two were female police officers.
On such a bad day that people are accustomed to, what more special bad things can happen?
Of course the answer is yes, such as a group of heavily armed criminal organization members holding high-tech military equipment and wantonly attacking the crowd in the most densely populated area of New York.
Fire or something like that.
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 World War III broke out 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 police officer 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 and bring me some exact information that the TV station doesn't know when you come back."
"Yes, sir" "And you guys," the director opened the door to his office and shouted outside: "Within five minutes, I'm going to have a direct call with the on-site commander there for five minutes, so you bastards, put down your sweets."
Get donuts and coffee for me immediately or I'll take out your kidneys."
Times 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." said a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.
Another agent replied: "But under the First Amendment."
"Listen, rookie, don't mention any laws or 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 where weapons are loaded, looking for a shoulder-mounted weapon."
When I find something like a bazooka, I will use this baby to shoot down any flying object that appears 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 it will take for the army to arrive.
I don't care what the impact will be.
What I want is a complete blockade.
The explanation afterwards is that politicians have a very hard job."
Okay, 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 immediately dialed another number.
This time, instead of using the speed dial button, he pressed the complete number very quickly.
"It's 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 means of communication 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 NSA would send you to take over the scene.
In Chinese, God is really helping me, hahaha."
Go back to that rooftop.
"Hubu, we've almost reached our limit."
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Wang Xu suddenly relaxed, and the confrontation ended calmly.
Tobe stumbled and staggered, looking 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.
"Yes, I haven't eaten anything since this morning."
Tobe said in a weak, yet rather grumbling tone: "It's always like this when I'm moving, and my eating and sleeping habits are irregular, which bothers me very much.
Yeah, by the way, how do you know I have no energy if I don’t eat?”
Wang Xu replied: "It's just about reading the memory.
There seems to be a restaurant across the street.
Do you want to go in and have something to eat?"
"Ah, I can't thank you enough."
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 bad behavior."
When he said this, Wang Xu felt no pressure.
"Just a few skewers of sausage."
"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, not only the money, but also 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 are you doing?"
"Do you have any change?"
"What do you want change for?"
"Pay the restaurant bill."
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 ahead, 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 it?"
Tobe touched his chin in deep thought: "Damn it, I would be reluctant to leave a hundred dollars, but I'm really hungry, and this looks delicious."
Wang Xu sighed and ignored him.
I grabbed a bottle of olive oil on the stove and started to heat the pan.
It's like treating someone else's restaurant as your own home.
At this moment, through the seemingly calm surface, a person's murderous intention suddenly struck.
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Just now, this man came to the restaurant following Wang Xu and Hu Bu, dormant and waiting.
When Wang Xu started cracking eggs as if nothing had happened, he thought the time had come to take action.
His skills are very fast, as fast as a lightning bolt, and as powerful as a sea boiling and a mountain collapsing, he can kill him with just a snap of his fingers.
But a hand firmly grasped his wrist in an instant, making the surprise attack come to 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 firmly holding the man in front of him: "Are you a colleague of the second battle group?
Do you have any change?"
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