Luke and Selina returned to the city with a clear conscience. The city was in chaos, and they needed more manpower, as well as more experience and credit points.
Luke and Selina had just reached the edge of the city when Luke saw a fatty dashing across the street on the side. His fat and all kinds of equipment were swaying, and it was a dizzying sight.
Luke stopped the car and mumbled, "Why is this fatty here?"
Rolling down the window, they heard the fatty shouting into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "Instructor, Instructor Harry, help! There are dozens of thugs chasing me. Ah, Instructor Harry, I see you. "
Luke looked in the direction the fatty was running from.
A man walked out from an alley not far away with a puzzled look on his face. He shouted, "Calm down, I told you to calm down and slowly report my situation! You b * stard! "
It was none other than Instructor Harry.
Looking at the fatty's back as he ran away, he complained, "What the hell is this Barbara doing? Didn't I say that I had to stick to my post and not run around? I didn't run so fast even when I was training! "
As he spoke, he heard a flurry of footsteps behind him.
Instructor Harry had just turned around when a large group of people surged in front of him.
They were holding all kinds of things in their hands, including but not limited to sticks, mops, steel pipes, trash can lids, and so on. They instantly surrounded Instructor Harry in his uniform.
"Look what we found! A police officer! Oh, he was also a lieutenant (superintendent)! What a big shot! " A gangster with black stockings on his face stepped forward, grabbed Instructor Harry's collar, and lifted him into the air.
The hoodlums on the side all shouted excitedly, "Strip him naked, strip him naked, strip him naked!"
Luke and Selina: Wang Defa! What's wrong with you? Shouldn't you be shouting that he's going to be beaten to death?
Helpless, they could only get out of the car.
Even if Instructor Harry was a bootlicker, a bootlicker didn't deserve to die. Also, they were all LAPD colleagues. They couldn't really watch him get beaten up by the hoodlums … or run around naked, right?
"Alright, warm-hearted citizens, calm down. Please look over here and see what's over here." Luke's voice attracted the hoodlums' attention.
In the light of the car's headlights, Luke and Selina were standing there. Their bodies were slightly bent in a standard shooting stance, and each of them was holding … an M4A1.
"It's the cops' reinforcements!" One of the gangsters shouted.
All the gangsters panicked.
"Don't panic!" Suddenly, a loud roar shocked them.
The man in black stockings, who was clearly the head of the hooligans, turned Instructor Harry in front of Luke and grinned sinisterly. "We have a superintendent. What's there to be afraid of? Now, put down your guns, put your hands behind your head, and kneel. "
Selina glanced at Luke.
Luke sighed. "I'm sorry, this superintendent was my instructor at the police academy back then. He wanted to fire me just because I was more handsome than him. If you want to kill this bastard, then I can only avenge him who died in the line of duty. "
The gangsters were dumbfounded. "WTF?"
Instructor Harry's face was full of despair. "No, no. Who are you? Bill, Bart, Joyce, Patrick, Michelle? No matter which student I've taught, please believe that everything I'm doing is for your own good. I'm just scaring you when I say I'm firing you. "
The gangsters: … This bastard really wanted to fire students, and so many of them? No wonder he wanted you to die in the line of duty.
Luke said, "It's fine, Superintendent! You might not die even if they hit you a few times. If you do die, I'll testify that you died in the line of duty under the siege of thugs. I'll count to three. If anyone doesn't kneel and surrender, they'll be killed on the spot. One! "
"Two!"
Boom!
The gangsters suddenly scattered and ran in all directions.
Only a ghost would want to perish together with a dead cop! The guy in front of them clearly wanted to kill them and the asshole superintendent together, and then lie about them killing the superintendent.
They were here to have fun and make a fortune, not to take the blame for this black-hearted police officer.
Almost instantly, Black Stockings was left dumbfounded. "Wait, wait, don't run."
"Boss, just surrender! Now that the prison is full, you'll be out in a few days at most. We'll wait for you at the usual place! "One of the lackeys shouted as he ran.
The boss of the Black Stockings despaired. Turning his head to look at the two black muzzles, he took a deep breath, and with determination in his eyes, he suddenly took action.
Thump!
"I surrender! Officers, I surrender. Don't shoot me. You can kill this b * stard Superintendent. I'll testify for you. It was those guys who ran away who killed him. Really … "The boss of the black stockings raised her hands high and knelt on the ground. A string of rap words came out of her mouth.
"Huh?"
Luke walked over with a smile. He took the handcuffs off Instructor Harry's waist and cuffed the boss of the black stockings.
"Lieutenant, you can call your men back to help take him away," he said to Instructor Harry, who was lying on the ground in fear and sweating profusely.
Instructor Harry said in a trembling voice, "Which year are you from? What's your name? Why don't I remember teaching you? "
"You didn't teach me. I just lied to them. If they didn't let you go, we would've retreated and called for backup to save you. How could we have really done it? "Luke was amused.
Instructor Harry: "What?"
Luke pulled him up and continued, "But it might take several hours for backup to arrive. By then, we wouldn't be able to guarantee that you were still alive, so we could only take the risk to test them. Who knew that we would really scare them away?"
Instructor Harry: "…"
The boss of the black stockings: "…"
Selina: I knew it …
Just then, a police car drove over from not far away and stopped at the intersection of the street dozens of meters away.
A silver-haired old man stuck his head out from the driver's seat, as if he was looking around.
Instructor Harry narrowed his eyes and was overjoyed. "It's Principal Lassad. He must've brought backup."
Luke and Selina looked at each other and didn't say anything. They just retreated to the back of the car.
Ghost Lord's backup!
The drone above their heads showed that there were only thirty or so officers and students scattered around, and only five or six police cars.
A large group of thugs was surging over. It was possible that the hooligans who had run away had called for backup.
However, these thugs were still on the side street, and Instructor Harry, who was in a daze, couldn't see them, nor did he notice the noise.
Instructor Harry felt that it was safer for him to rely on his old superior. He didn't trust these two unfamiliar police colleagues at all.
He had almost lost his life just now! It was all because of this young man's casual joke.
He staggered toward Principal Lassad's car.
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