I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 68 Gunfire
"I believe in Christ and can't hurt the clergy. There are so many gangsters on the street, they are all guilty, and I am also guilty of killing them, so that I can complete the task and feel better in my heart." Vince looked at the captain and pleaded.

"You are only one of the tasks tonight. You kill her and things will be complete."

Captain Inch picked up Vince's pistol, stuffed it into his hand himself, and immediately took a few steps back and put his gun behind Vince.

"What did she do?" Vince glanced behind him, giving up the last urge to struggle.

"We are the only people in the anti-drug team. We can't ask us to pay for the goods again, and let us do the bulk goods in person, right?"

The national character face has now regarded Vince, who has excellent anti-drug ability, as his own, and when he speaks, he speaks with a sense of teaching.

He pointed to Iverson B next to him, "Davis and James are our agents on Bali Street.

Our narcotics detectives are in charge of finding sources, they are in charge of distributing the goods, and beneath them are retail outlets that cover every neighborhood and street in Gotham.

Before Martha Wayne planned to demolish a batch of red brick buildings and build a charity cathedral, several of our small bases were withdrawn.

Now that Martha is dead, the cathedral is still in the shadows, and most of the residents have moved back, and this little nun occupies a small shop in one of the apartment buildings.

Not only did she reject Davis and James, she humiliated them in public. "

"Just a few words, it's not a big deal, is it?" Vince murmured.

"Hmph, if she only scolds a few words, we just need to slap her a few times in public and make her cry and beg for mercy, but look at Davis' face."

Vince looked carefully, only to find that both agents had bruised noses and swollen faces, and black tape was stuck to their black foreheads.

The Chinese character face continued: "Bali Street alone has 35 sales points, and looking at the entire Gotham, more than 5000 people are working for us.

It can be said that the number of jobs provided by the Drug Enforcement Team for Gotham citizens is second only to the Wayne Group and large chain stores like KFC and McDonald's.

We've been able to crush so many people honestly because we've been showing dominance.

If this little nun is not dealt with, some people will have a very dangerous misunderstanding that we are starting to become weak.

In your eyes, or in her own eyes, it's a trivial matter to fight two agents, but she's just a little nun, one of Gotham's many ants.

For us, killing her was a smaller matter than a trivial matter. "

Seeing that Vince was still a little hesitant, Captain Bunch said impatiently: "It's the night, it's winter again, you think we're doing it for her?

We are for you!

Just a little nun, no matter how much she can fight, she will die if she is shot.

You see, she's paralyzed here, being slaughtered, and James did it for only $40!

I clearly tell you that she is never the point, you are, and you must kill her immediately to prove your loyalty and awareness. "

When Vince heard the words, a twisted satisfaction gradually appeared on his face, and a weird laugh came out of his mouth, "Hehe, Captain Rivers, thank you, I am really grateful!"

"What?" Inch was stunned.

This newcomer is scared crazy?
Vince wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed to the sky: "No one has ever taken me so seriously. At home, my mother is a prostitute, and my father is a gambler, and they never said a word of praise to me.

At school, I had poor grades in culture classes, bad sports, and a little low self-esteem because of my poor family of origin. I didn't make a real friend, and they all regarded me as a freak.

I work hard at the police station, just to get everyone's approval and the praise of the superiors.

Thank you, you value me so much, I am really satisfied and happy! "

Harry, who was lying on the ground pretending to be paralyzed, could hardly hold back.

——I thought you were a young and promising police officer before, but I didn’t expect you to be so perverted in your heart that you started to blacken before shooting me?

Captain Cuntou was stunned for a while, and patted the little brother on the shoulder with relief.

"Vince, you are a good guy, a real Gotham, and you will become a qualified GCPD in the future!"

"Captain, I've never seen such a lovely nun before. She's so beautiful, it's a pity to kill her, can you?" Vince shyly picked the back of his head, blushing and said, "I want to fuck her p shares. ."

"Hahaha" The Chinese character face and the two Iversons both laughed, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Why P-share? This little nun may still be a first-time daughter." Captain Bunch asked with a smile.

"I've never tried p when I'm so old"

"OK, you can play whatever you want. You can play as long as you want." Captain Inch waved his hand and said casually.

"I thought it was a quick fight, lest others find out." Vince was stunned.

"Hehe, what if he was discovered? Call the police, hahahaha"

The captain smiled and bent down, "We are GCPD!"

Vince also smiled, looking at Harley on the ground with a wicked smile: "Captain, I have to say, you should have brought me in earlier.

From tonight, from now on, I am truly alive. "

"Boss Vince, do you mind if I take the second bet?" Iverson A was also a little envious.

Vince was even more excited to hear that he had become a "BOSS".

"Good buddy, we can together-"

Harry couldn't bear these foul words and dirty stares any longer. His long, strong legs spun hard, and with an oolong twist, he twisted the legs of Vince who was approaching with a lewd smile.

"Ahhh!" Vince couldn't control it and rushed towards Harley, who took advantage of her strength to stand up and shrunk her slender but not delicate body behind Vince.

The mutation suddenly occurred, and the two police detectives, Cuntou and Guozimian, had no time to react - they had already put their guns in their sheaths.

Iverson B, who wanted to share the soup with a wicked smile, quickly stepped back.

Instead, it was Iverson A, who had been holding a gun to alert the "Kung Fu Nun" to regain control of her body.

"Bang bang bang!" After only half a second of hesitation, Iverson A showed his decisiveness and ruthlessness, and fired directly, ignoring the new boss Vince who was blocking the front.

Halle felt like she had been stabbed a few times in the chest and abdomen—so close that several bullets had passed through Vince and hit her.

"Gu dong gu dong." The experience tank is bubbling, overflowing, ding dong, level 16!
16 points of defense.

Harry didn't have time to care about the changes in the sea of ​​consciousness, and before he could stand firm, he began to draw a gun.

The pistol was tucked into his waist, covered by his coat.

Before lying on the ground, he didn't dare to move, but when Wulong Zhuo stood up, he began to touch the gun.

"Boom!" Colt's barrel pierced through Vince's ribs, firing three bursts of light at Iverson's armor.

Then, immediately turned to the left - the Chinese character face and Iverson B were both on the left, and the one-inch man and Vince were on the right. She was surrounded by left and right before.

"Bang bang bang!" She shot the Chinese character face who was about to shoot, and then turned to Iverson B.

"Bang bang bang bang!" Captain Inch, who was missed, shot her frantically.

For a time, firecrackers were set off in this narrow alley.

Only a few seconds.

This is reality, not a movie. There is no pistol with infinite bullets. Both Harley and Captain Inch have fired a bunch of bullets in one breath.

A headshot is too difficult, and it can only kill in numbers.

"Fake, Fake, isn't she a nun? Why does she have a gun on her body? Fake Fake, damn James, why didn't you search before!"

Captain Inch was sweating profusely, and as he stepped back, he cursed and quickly changed his magazines.

"Fake! Not only did he bring a gun, but he also wore a bulletproof vest?!" A black shadow rushed towards him, before it was too late to shoot.

"Bang!" Captain Inch was knocked down by a heavy "corpse".

"Captain, save me!" Dizzy, he heard Vincent's warm, wet voice in his ears.

Inch Rivers ignored him, and didn't even care about the blood stream at his neck, because the sound of footsteps came to him.

"Don't kill me, I'm the captain of the Gotham Drug Squadron, a sheriff! I've been honored by the mayor many times, and I've been on the front page of the Gotham Times five times!
Killing me is too big, too bad.

You let me go, Vince and Tom died at the hands of drug dealers James and Davis, I shot James and Davis, you just happened to be passing by. ' he said eagerly.

"Get up and talk." Harry didn't really shoot him, only took his gun.

Inch Rivers breathed a sigh of relief, pushed away Vince, who was lying on his body, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Captain, save me!" Vince was still moaning and moaning before he died.

Captain Inch Head ignored him, and just kept saying to Harry, "Nun, don't worry, I will handle it cleanly, so that you won't be implicated."

"Break his p-shares!" Harley said coldly, pointing at Vince who was moaning and moaning.

"What?" Captain Bunch was dumbfounded.

"This, this kind of environment, this kind of situation, I, I need the help of some small blue films." He said shyly.

Harry was stunned for a while, and then said angrily: "It's not with your useless dick, but with a gun, your pistol, and blowing up his XX. I also want to submit a certificate and kill him before I believe you. "

"Too crazy, too brutal." Captain Inch was stunned.

"If you don't blow his dick, I'll blow your head." Colt's gun barrel was close to Captain Inch's forehead.

"Captain, save me" Vince was dying, and everyone was confused.

"Fake, Fake!" Captain Bunch cursed a few words and went to pick up his gun.

At that moment, his expression was distorted and his face was ruthless.

Harry took a step ahead, stood behind him, and said coldly, "Don't be stupid!"

"Fake, Fake!" Reeves slapped his forehead a few times, inserted the pistol, and entered Vince's back door, "Bang bang bang bang... ka!"

Straight out of bullets in the pistol.

"Are you satisfied now?" Inun Tou roared at Harry. "He's got a bullet from my pistol in his eye, and I'll have to work harder to get rid of it."

Harry's eyes flashed, and his voice softened, "How to deal with it? I'll help you."

"You swear you will let me go." Cuntou gritted his teeth.

"The Anglican nun Diana da Vinci swears to my lord that if you deceive you, you will not be able to go to heaven after death." Harry said solemnly.

You are so vicious, you still want to go to heaven?
Captain Inch-tou cursed in his heart, but did not dare to say it.

"Hey, Jordan, the corpse collector? I'm Rivers from the Gotham Police Department. Let your people come over immediately. Yes, only one. I'm in XXX Alley, Bali Street."

When he hung up the phone, Harry frowned and asked, "What does a corpse collector do?"

Inch Reeves lit a cigarette and said in a muffled voice: "Similar to the Gotham Sanitation Bureau, they deal with garbage and clean the city.

They do things with money and never talk too much. "

(End of this chapter)