From Arms Dealer To King of War

  Chapter 299 Park 'encounters' FBI

  Joga wanted to stay aggressive, but what he didn't expect was that the 'Ndrangheta' had a stronger desire for him.

   Going to war with a warlord with bodyguards in Manhattan, D.C., has serious consequences, so…

  In the early morning, a street-facing apartment in Greenwich was cordoned off by the police.

  Detective Daniel Regan of the New York Police Department's Major Crime Squad arrived at the scene.

  Daniel is a small man of Irish origin. He looks very capable, but his manner is naturally rude.

  Daniel, who got out of the car with coffee, was touched by someone, and the coffee spilled on him.

   This made Daniel, whose shirt was not very clean, very angry. He stared at the policeman who bumped into him, and a **** was stopped by a blond female police detective in the life that was about to blurt out.

  Looking at the blond woman who held him vigilantly, Daniel grinned and said, "Hey, Irene, have you seen the scene?"

Irene, a blonde policewoman, looked at the dirty Daniel who wiped the coffee stains on his pants. She shook her head and said, "Boss, the dead is a 45-year-old woman named Sharman Coog. Working at the airport, her husband was a taxi driver on the night shift. When he came home from work in the morning, he found her body lying in the living room.

  According to the preliminary examination of the forensic doctor, the deceased had been beaten before he was alive, and was finally shot in the head. The initial judgment time of death was around 3:00 in the morning.

  According to her husband, all the valuables at home are there, and the initial judgment is a vendetta. "

  Daniel is a very experienced police detective. After listening, he nodded and said: "Arrange people to go to the vicinity to investigate and see if anyone has heard any strange movements."

Speaking of which, Daniel looked around, then pointed to a camera at a street corner, and said: "Find someone to call out the surveillance, print it into a photo, let the nearby residents identify it, and see if there are any suspicious vehicles parked in the street last night. here."

   Talking about it, Daniel looked around and said, "Where is the husband of the deceased?"

  The blonde Erin shook her head and said: "He doesn't want to leave the scene, James is taking notes on him now."

  Daniel froze for a moment, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't want to leave the scene? Is it nice to have a hole in my wife's head?"

  Speaking, Daniel sneaked under the cordon, walked towards the scene of the crime, waved his hand and said, "Don't follow me, you are responsible for visiting..."

  …

   After a day's rest, Choga didn't hold himself back in the hotel. He ate a delicious breakfast at the hotel in the morning, and took Nice to the nearby Central Park.

  In terms of scenery, it is definitely not as good as Afika, and the air quality is even worse, but there is a very rare comfort here in Afika.

  Dog walkers, joggers, men and women sitting under a tree with a book, don’t know whether they are studying or dating, and bring their children out early in the morning...

  When passing by a hot dog stand queuing up, Choga regretted that he was a little full, otherwise he should try the special food of New York.

  New Yorkers are somewhat similar to people in Shanghai. To outsiders, they have a strange sense of indifference.

  But Qiaojia quite likes this feeling, because it is no burden for him, a newcomer, because no one cares who you are, no one cares what you do.

  You smile at them, and they will smile back politely, but if a New Yorker comes up and chats with you, then he is either a salesman or someone from the church wants to recruit you.

When entering Central Park, Choga and Nice encountered a group of boys and girls who smelled heavily of alcohol. They had some kind of protest words sprayed on them, and they were escorted out of the park by two policemen with messy cardboards in their hands. .

Seeing a girl whose skirt was caught by her panties, showing most of her buttocks, the girl who didn't realize it was still singing protest songs all the way, and then she tripped over a curb when she passed by, her face Broken nose on the ground...

   Qiaojia hissed, pulled Niss away from her, and then said with a smile: "You said, can this girl's parents be buried in the soil comfortably in this life?"

  Nice withdrew her gaze from looking around all the time, looked at the girl's messed up face, and said with a smile: "I don't know, maybe her parents would think it's normal for her to be like this."

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "That's right, children are like fruit trees. Parents should be happy with whatever fruits they bear in the end. They are all fruits of labor anyway..."

   As he spoke, Choga put his arms around Nice's shoulders and said with a smile: "Relax a little, the Spurs are around, you are a protected role now, you have to behave more naturally."

  Niss looked sideways at Choga, who seemed to be in a good mood, and said, "What would you do if your child behaved like this?"

  Nice’s words stunned Choga, and then he looked at Nice nervously, and said, “So soon? Shit, there’s no news about the Santorini villa in Greece that I asked Chris to find for me…”

  Niss was taken aback by Choga's nervousness, and then the girl saw the expression of surprise and anxiety on Choga's face, and suddenly felt brightened.

  She shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I just said something casually along your topic."

Qiaojia looked into Nice's eyes, and after a long time, he confirmed that she did not lie to him. He didn't know whether it was disappointment or a happy sigh, and said, "Don't make such a joke next time, I am preparing a honeymoon villa in Greece, parents and children I think the manor can be arranged in Thailand, where the security is good and the money is relatively cheap, and Danbao probably likes it too, you think you can arrange a Thai girlfriend for it, haha..."

  Nice looked at Choga with a frown, hesitated for a while, and said, "You're a little disappointed..."

   Qiaojia shook his head resolutely and said: "No, you must not misunderstand, this kind of thing should go with the flow and depend on the arrangement of fate.

  I think if God has arranged for you, you should accept it, but before that, you are still a devil bird. "

  Nice bowed his head in silence for a long time, and said, "I'm not ready."

  Of course Choga knew why Nice was not ready, he shook his head indifferently, and then glanced at a white girl who passed by him for the third time on the park road...

  Holding Nice's shoulders and kissing her on the forehead, Choga smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, we both have a little brain disorder, and when we've all adjusted, God will naturally arrange for it."

   While talking, Qiaojia pressed the communicator on his ear and said, "Spurs, have you met someone you know? Why did a chick in a yoga suit pass by me three times, but you didn't respond?"

  The 'Spurs' on the opposite side of the communicator heard this, and said helplessly: "Boss, they are from the FBI. We are keeping an eye on them, and Wagner is contacting their superiors.

  Boss, I'm pretty sure they have no malicious intentions, and their target should be the 'Ndrangheta'. "

   Qiaojia was stunned for a moment, and said unhappily: "When did I become a bright light? Have these people asked my opinion?"

After finishing speaking, Qiaojia lowered his head and whispered a few words in Nice's ear. When passing a wooden bridge, Qiaojia suddenly put his hand into his light jacket, and pointed his finger like a gun towards an early morning leaning on the bridge to read a newspaper. The middle-aged white man shook and shouted loudly: "Good morning!"

The middle-aged white man instinctively dropped the newspaper in his hand, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Glock on his waist. Just as he was about to raise the gun, Nice swung it on his hand with his backpack, and then felt that the hand holding the gun was controlled , followed by a heavy blow to the abdomen.

  The moment he instinctively bent over, a thick knee kissed his nose.

  Joga's fighting skills are very average, at most at the level of street fights, but his strength is definitely sufficient, and after hanging around in Afica for a long time, he naturally carries a kind of unscrupulous brutality.

The moment the knee hit the middle-aged man, the bridge of his nose, which was still straight on his face, was broken, and his huge head was violently lifted up like a soccer ball being kicked by someone, driving his whole body backwards, his waist After hitting the fence of the wooden bridge, the guy let out an angry howl and fell down.

   Qiaojia stopped when he saw a few passers-by. He took out his phone and said loudly, "Call 911, that person has a gun..."

While talking, Qiaojia saw the beautiful woman in yoga clothes running over anxiously. He gestured to press the phone a few times, scolded his phone for its lack of power, and then grabbed the beautiful woman's arm , shouted: "Call 911"

   After finishing speaking, Qiaojia didn't give the woman a chance to struggle, grabbed the mobile phone tied to her arm and pressed it a few times, and then "accidentally" dropped her mobile phone into the water.

  Joga apologized continuously for being "at a loss", then took a stack of $20 bills from Nice and stuffed them into the beauty's hands, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll pay with you."

As he said that, Choga shouted to the surrounding onlookers: "Call 911, don't let that guy run away, he has a gun on his body, there must be no good things in the park early in the morning, I seem to have seen the reverse cross on him just now." tattoos, maybe extremely racist."

The people who came to the park for a walk in the morning are basically people who love life. Hearing Qiao Jia's call, a few men in sportswear ran up to take a look at the man sitting in the stream under the bridge, looking at the reverse cross tattoo. No, but the guy didn't get clean on his arm either.

   Several men saw the man groping in the stream, they backed up a few steps in horror, motioned for everyone to leave, and started calling the police.

  Choga put his arms around Nice's shoulders, winked at the incredible beauty in yoga clothes, and then left the scene of the crime while taking advantage of the chaos, and quickly found an exit to leave Central Park.

  The beauty subconsciously wanted to call her colleague, but after groping a bit, she realized that her mobile phone had been thrown into the water.

   When she was lying on the bridge to watch, she found that her colleague had found a pistol, and rushed up with blood on her face while roaring.

  There are as many terrorists as there are terrorists in that look!

  When the unlucky ghost broke through a bush and rushed onto the road to look for Choja, the passers-by on the road were frightened by his appearance and fled in all directions.

  When the beauty was about to signal her colleague to calm down, she saw a New York police officer rushing over, drawing a gun and shouting at the unlucky man: "NYPD, put down the gun! Put down the gun!"

  The unlucky ghost quickly realized the problem. He raised his hand to show that he was not malicious, and shouted loudly: "I am the FBI, and my ID is..."

"boom!"

The experienced New York police partner separated when he approached him. The old policeman with the gun was responsible for attracting his attention. Another young policeman completed the detour from the bushes. Fei Chong shoulder hit the waist of the unlucky ghost...

  Seeing his colleague hit the ground heavily, struggled for a while and couldn't catch his breath, and passed out in a fit of rage.

   Seeing the applause from the passers-by around, the beauty hesitated for a moment and mixed into the crowd while applauding.

   What a shame!

  The face of the FBI is very important, and there are plenty of opportunities to find people!

  (end of this chapter)