North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Sarah Mendes rolled her eyes at Locke coquettishly, not wanting to be underestimated by him, she glanced at the rearview mirror, and took the initiative to reach out and turn on a button.

The central control screen immediately switched to the camera at the bottom of the Hellcat's rear. There were two [-]-centimeter-long nozzles arranged horizontally. Under the action of pressure, the nozzles were spraying high-lubricity engine oil.

Then Sarah Mendes turned on another button, and an iron box at the bottom of the Challenger in the central control screen was opened with a bang, and a lot of triangular nails fell out in an instant.

The smooth engine oil was immediately dotted with triangular nails.

Because the capacity is limited, the oil will be sprayed out in a short time.

Seeing that Sarah wanted to open the third button, Locke quickly grabbed her hand, "Let's see the effect first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the vehicle behind him was driving to a place full of engine oil, began to skid and lost control, and then the tire rolled over the triangular spikes, and the sound of tire blowouts continued.

Five or six cars suddenly skated on the road. The scene was so spectacular that Hei Ge was so angry that he took out his gun and shot in front of him. He was so helpless and furious.

"yes!"

"so cool……"

The two high-fived in celebration, and Sarah excitedly shouted: "My car will also have these..."

"no problem!"

In the rearview mirror, Locke noticed that five or six of the seven or eight cars behind him were instantly swarmed. Unfortunately, the white GTR owned by Red, the black boss, fell last this time and luckily avoided the trap.

And this guy was not frightened. He actually bypassed the accident vehicle and continued to chase him.

Locke raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this guy hadn't given up yet. Through lip reading, he had already identified what Red and the others wanted to do.

Rhett had previously told the racing gang not to hurt him and to catch him alive.

They probably wanted to kidnap him because of his wealth.

Locke stared at the four cars in front of him who were still blocking the road. It seemed that they had a backup plan.

Just when I thought about it, the Mustang and Challenger driving in front opened their windows, and the two black guys threw a bag of things from the car. After it hit the ground, it was instantly scattered all over the ground.

It's also a triangular nail.

Hahaha, it seems that all the heroes have the same idea!

When Locke saw the triangular spike on the road, a hint of the Dragon King's smile appeared on his lips. He did not slow down and ran directly towards the triangular spike.

Except for the car bumping for a while, the tires did not blow out and the vehicle did not lose control because he had already replaced the puncture-proof tires on the Challenger.

Since they were deliberately fishing, they had long been prepared for the dirty tricks these gangsters would use when racing.

Although it was a run-flat tire, there was still some impact if a few triangular nails were inserted into it, but Locke didn't care. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, then turned on a button again to start no2.

The speed of the car surged again, and instantly there was a strong pushing feeling. Locke grabbed the steering wheel and hit the Mustang in front again, and the Mustang hit the Fiesta in front.

Under the powerful impact of the Challenger Hellcat, the two cars were instantly hit and stalled and flew forward. They were no longer flush with the Malibu and Challenger next to them, and a gap immediately appeared on the blocked road.

Locke immediately turned off the nitrogen, waited for the potential energy to weaken, braked lightly, disengaged from the Mustang, then turned the steering wheel right and drove onto the road on the right, with a flat road ahead.

It left the Malibu and Challenger behind, and then passed the Fiesta and Mustang in the left lane.

When he passed by the wrong car, he didn't forget to give a middle finger to the two black guys who looked at him with angry faces.

On the next road, Red's GTR and the remaining four cars kept holding Locke's Hellcat tightly, but they were never able to catch up.

They turned on the nitrogen to accelerate, and Locke also turned on the nitrogen, riding ahead and taking the lead.

Five cars were racing on the Long Beach Expressway, heading south, with the Los Angeles River on the left, and the brightly lit port area in the distance visible to the naked eye.

Ten minutes later, Locke was the first to arrive under the Long Beach Expressway overpass. Next to it was the mouth of the Los Angeles River. Next to it was a large tidal flat, which looked very desolate.

What a great place!

Locke turned to the quiet Sarah Mendes and said, "You'll be in the car later, don't get out of the car..."

"kindness……"

Sarah Mendes responded in a low voice.

Locke glanced at her in surprise, but because the light was too dark, he didn't see anything.

At this time, Red's white GTR and four other cars also arrived one after another. Locke pretended to touch under the seat, and a Glock G18 instantly appeared in his hand.

He pushed the door open and got out of the car, inserted the G18 into his back, and looked at the five black brothers with angry faces.

Except for the eldest brother, Red, the other four brothers already had guns in their hands and stared at Locke as if they were looking at a dead man.

Rhett's face was as gloomy as water, and he stared at Locke coldly. He had changed his mind in his heart. Apart from extorting a sum of money, he would not let Locke live anymore.

More than ten cars were hit and knocked down, and they were embarrassed in Africa. The whole circle will know about it tomorrow.

If Locke doesn't die, he can't continue to hang out.

Locke seemed not to notice anything strange about the five of them, and smiled: "Boss Red, it's a pity that you lost..."

Before the boss Red could say anything, a black guy who looked like Ronaldinho rushed directly to Locke brandishing a gun, "Fuck, white-skinned pig, you son of a bitch actually dared to hit my car..."

Locke put the gun against his forehead, and Brother Hei froze instantly, as if he had been cast a immobilization spell.

Locke asked: "Which car are you in?"

Heige said nonchalantly: "That Mustang..."

"Oh! I'm sorry then..."

Locke shrugged, looking apologetic, and then frowned, "Didn't anyone tell you that in addition to bad breath, you also smell bad on your body? Just talk, why are you so close, step back..."

Brother Hei raised his hands, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and stepped back step by step, then returned to his original position, his expression immediately becoming fierce.

Then the five black brothers stared at Locke blankly, as if he were a fool.

Locke said to Red: "Boss Red, that's it for today. After your car is repaired, I will have another race with you..."

Rhett was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Tie this idiot up and send him to a dog farm to feed the dogs. Remember to leave a finger to ask for ransom from his family..."

Before he finished speaking, the four black brothers walked towards Locke with excitement on their faces.

Locke quickly raised his gun and shouted: "What do you want to do? If you come over again, I will shoot..."

The black guy who looked like Xiao Luo before said sarcastically: "You only have one gun, we have four, pretty boy, do you dare to shoot? Hehe, we will..."

"biu..."

"biu..."

"biu..."

"biu..."

With four headshots, the four black men fell to the ground instantly. The world suddenly became quiet, and you could even hear the sound of the waves.

Locke stared at the body on the ground and nodded, "This distance is just right. If you get any closer, it will splash on you..."

Rhett stared at Locke in disbelief, looking horrified, and cursed: "Fuck, how dare you shoot..."

Locke looked at the fierce-looking Hei Ge and felt a little amused. This chicken was indeed chosen correctly. He was indeed a weak chicken. He could shoot him with just a raise of his hand.

"biu..."