Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 18: Robbery police
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In the daytime, the sun is shining, but Zhou Qingfeng is inexplicably cold. The neighborhood where he is located is extremely deserted, although there are many pedestrians on the road, but the crossbrows are all cold, all of them are sturdy, fierce looking niggers.
The eyes of these **** see people with a chill. They never speak loudly on the street, and three or two people gather together to whisper, seeming sneaky. No matter what they do, their eyes are habitually looking up and down, as if an enemy may come out at any time behind them.
Watching these **** wandering around the streets, a Chinese face of Zhou Qingfeng mixed in, making people feel a tight chrysanthemum. He found the street sign on this street, and only saw a few words from North Brooklyn. The back sign was rotten, and there were several obvious bullet holes on it.
Damn, where is this place?
Zhou Qingfeng did not see the bus, did not see taxi. Occasionally, several cars drove from the street, and they were all very fast, as if the back of the buttocks were on fire, staying for an extra second was dangerous.
The street lights in this block were all hit by people like shooting. Occasionally, when I saw a few street cameras, there was only an empty shelf. There was always a smell of urine in the alley, and from time to time, several unkempt hobos were seen turning through the trash can.
Zhou Qingfeng walked in this block for half an hour, groaning so hungry that he saw a Turkish barbecue on the roadside, so he pushed the door and walked in.
Several customers in the shop were talking in a soft voice at the table. A thick and strong aunt was sitting on the barbecue table. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng coming in, he stepped forward and shouted, "What do you want?"
"A barbecue." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the price tag in the shop and chose the cheapest food.
The shop maid grabbed a knife, cut a few slices of beef from a barbecue grill, added a few slices of vegetable leaves and salad dressing, put them on the plate and handed them to the Zhou Qingfeng, said: "Six dollars." >
Zhou Qingfeng is almost hungry for a day, and after paying the money, he picked up a knife and fork to gobble. Speaking of it, Turkish barbecue is a kind of food that can be imported in the old and beautiful site. The portion is quite large, and it is suitable for filling the stomach.
While eating, Zhou Qingfeng considers what to do next? Although there is no way to continue to live in Katrina, this is not unacceptable. He calmed down and already wanted to understand that nothing can be smooth sailing, as long as people can live.
"It is still necessary to find the mechanical dog called DogMeat. That dog will be more reliable than humans. At least it will not drop itself halfway like Katrina.
I ca n’t lose my bet with Tony Parker. If I watched the hippie kid wandering in front of himself with ‘DogMeat’, I would be mad. "
"But to get‘ DogMeat ’, it ’s impossible without the help of Angie. So now we need to find a way to contact Angie.”
"Then I still get some living expenses, otherwise I can't figure out‘ DogMeat ’, I ’m going to starve myself.”
Zhou Qingfeng was so cranky, when he was almost finished, Aunt Barbecue brought a glass of coke and placed it in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and said, "It ’s free for you."
"Thank you." Zhou Qingfeng was indeed thirsty, and he drank more than half of it when he lifted the cup.
Aunt Barbecue said slowly: "The **** you killed once robbed our shop. I cursed him to die on the street countless times. Today I finally got my wish."
What? Zhou Qingfeng immediately froze when he heard the words and slowly looked up at Aunt Barbecue. The thick and strong Aunty Barbecue pointed at the TV screen hanging on the wall of the shop, showing the murder scene near Target Store. A reporter was talking to the camera about the deterioration of public security.
"Fuck him, I'm on TV." Zhou Qingfeng stared at the TV screen with amazement, and there was a surveillance video of McDonald's at that time. The picture clearly showed that he was turned over and stabbed to kill the other party after being hijacked.
"Good job." An old man next to the suit raised his thumb at Zhou Qingfeng, and also deliberately imitated his murderous movement. He said in amazement: "You turn around very fast and you start very hard. You are Chinese Well, Kung Fu is great! "
Kung fu you! Do you see Lao Tzu Kung Fu with your eyes? I'm really a wanted murderer now, do you still have a joke about me? !
As I watched my big avatar being played on the TV, Zhou Qingfeng was sweating out of the air. He drank the coke in one sip and left the roast shop when he put down the glass and turned, but the door banged and the two policemen came in from the outside.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't stop, and even ran without turning his head. He calmly lowered his head and walked out, not looking at the policeman ’s eyes, but his eyes dropped just to see that the two policemen paused slightly under his feet, and then naturally turned to the left and right, their hands facing the waist at the same time. The holster is pressed.
Still recognized!
Zhou Qingfeng's Chinese appearance is too striking among a bunch of foreigners, it is difficult to ask others to pay attention to him. And his big head picture hangs on the TV screen on the wall, which is the best verification target.
I'm about to finish. Once caught, I will definitely be thrown into prison and die!
Zhou Qingfeng's almost fell into a stagnation, he looked up and saw two white policemen looking at him solemnly. One of them has opened his mouth, and he will make a bang when he is shooting.
I can't be caught, never!
As Quick as Lightning, always be the first to attack!
The passive attribute that Zhou Qingfeng had just acquired was inspired, and he flew towards a policeman as soon as his figure shook. The policeman's hand had just been placed on the quick-draw holster, but he pushed away the opponent's arm with a palm and pulled out the Glock 17 pistol first.
Followed by ..., pull the gun, hold, aim, three actions in one go! The agility of Zhou Qingfeng in the desperation made the people of the barbecue restaurant amazed.
When the police appeared, everyone in the store felt that the young man was looting. No one could think that he would move so fast, and actually controlled the two policemen in turn. The old man who just admired once again whispered "Kung Fu"!
Old man, you watch too many movies!
Zhou Qingfeng has a heavy breath at the moment. His movements in the moment just need a powerful explosive force. His heart is beating like a drum, and a thin layer of sweat is coming out of his forehead.
Two policemen, the gun of the first person was snatched away, and the hand of the latter was pressed against the holster. They were deadlocked and both were a little dumb.
After seeing Zhou Qingfeng, their reaction was unpleasant, and the cooperation was not unsophisticated, but they all felt that the situation was in front of them, and the situation had a 180-degree reversal. I have never seen anyone move so fast, just like a ghost shadow!
The Zhou Qingfeng's muzzle pointed at the policeman who pressed the holster and snarled: "Put the gun and intercom on the table, handcuff yourself and your companion on the table leg. Hurry, do what I say , Otherwise I will shoot. "
The two policemen did the same, placed the gun in front of the Zhou Qingfeng in a decent manner, and copied themselves with a table in handcuffs, and the keys were thrown out of the store. The whole process was extremely calm. No one dared to act rashly after watching the Zhou Qingfeng's ghostly speed.
At the sight of the two policemen losing their threats, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned off the pistol insurance and wanted to insert the gun on his belt. But when he saw the fast-drawn holster equipped by the police, he sighed again: "Take off your clothes."
What?
The two policemen thought at the same time: Do we encounter a pervert? When we were arrested, we still had to take off our clothes.
The blood coat on Zhou Qingfeng was too conspicuous. He took off the clothes and pants of a police officer and put it on himself. Although he was slightly wider, he barely made up.
Guns, walkie-talkies, handcuffs, and even chili powder, electric shocks, and flashlights. By the time Zhou Qingfeng matched these things and walked out of this Turkish barbecue restaurant, he looked like a street patrolman in Brooklyn, New York.
FUCK ..., I just robbed two policemen! It seems that the trouble is getting bigger and bigger, and now all New York police will come to arrest me.