North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Looking at Sarah Mendes who fell into a deep sleep, Locke reached out to wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, looking a little helpless.

He didn't expect that Sarah's physique was actually worse than the eldest lady's, and she couldn't do it twice, making him unable to get up or down.

Locke got up and went to the next room to rinse off, put on a bathrobe, took his mobile phone to the living room, poured himself a glass of red wine, and made a call.

The call was quickly connected, and Madeleine Hill's lazy voice came from the phone, "Henry, what's wrong so late?"

Listening to this voice, Locke felt inexplicably hot. He looked down at the thing that came out of the gap in the bathrobe and said in a frivolous tone: "I can't sleep, I want to talk to you..."

Madeleine Hill's voice returned to normal instantly, but her tone still had the tenderness of a young woman, and she asked: "What do you want to talk about?"

Locke took a sip of red wine, covered it, and replied: "Alice Rose invited me to go to Santa Monica for another competition tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow? I want to ask you to go there with me..."

Madeleine Hill refused, "No, I have something to do tomorrow, so that's it for now. I'm going to bed. I wish you good luck..."

Listening to the beeping on the phone, Locke drank the wine in his glass and couldn't help but miss Jennifer Gray.

Although this woman is becoming less and less his match, she will not make him feel so uncomfortable.

After slowly calming down, he set an alarm clock for himself, then returned to bed, hugged Sarah Mendes, and tried his best to fall asleep.

The next morning, Locke was woken up by the alarm clock and found that Sarah had woken up and was staring at him with her bright eyes. When he saw that he was awake, he immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Locke turned off the alarm clock first, and then stared at Sarah's face. It turned out that her face was really different after she transformed from a girl to a woman.

The eyebrows are a little less green and a little more charming.

He had to thank his uncle for protecting Sarah so well, otherwise, he wouldn't have had the chance to be stained with blood.

Girls like Sarah are so rare in America.

Unless you have been studying in a church school, it is impossible to keep it until the age of 18.

The kind of eldest lady who can keep it until she is 26 years old is even more unique.

Locke put his hand on the woman's wound, rubbed it, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Sarah did not open her eyes, but her cheeks were red. She had not yet adapted to the change in status, and still retained the shyness of a girl.

She opened her eyes and replied shyly: "It doesn't hurt anymore. I just don't know if it still hurts inside?"

Locke couldn't bear it anymore. He increased his strength on his hands and said seriously: "I will check it carefully..."

Half an hour later, Locke looked at Sarah who was looking tired and embarrassed. He had no choice but to stop many things once they started, such as ooxx.

He wiped the tears from the corner of the woman's eyes again and said softly: "You can sleep a little longer. I've ordered a bbcm dessert for you. I'll go get it and I'll be back soon..."

"Um……"

Sarah nodded obediently and soon fell asleep again. Her physical strength was indeed exhausted.

Locke kissed her on the forehead and went to the next room to wash up again. After telling the hotel not to disturb her, he drove the Hellcat SRT to the nearby Target supermarket.

After completing his disguise in the bathroom and putting on a Mexican hood and imitation leather gloves, Locke borrowed a Buick GL8 in the parking lot with a windshield covered with advertising paper, and then drove towards Cedars-Sinai Medical Center. go.

Today is the third phase of Jack Spalding's surgery. Next, he will devote himself to the undercover mission. This little trouble must be solved as soon as possible.

Locke parked his car five kilometers away from Cedars-Sinai Medical Center and walked toward the sniper spot.

He had already found a sniper spot, which was a twenty-story commercial building about 4 kilometers from Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.

This time to deal with Jack Spalding, Locke planned to use long-distance sniping. In order to be sure, he planned to use the Barrett M82.

The effective range of the Barrett M82 is 1500 meters to 2000 meters, and the maximum range is 6800 meters.

The so-called effective range refers to the distance from 1500 meters to 2000 meters, which can ensure accuracy.

With the support of the L4 rifle, Locke can increase the effective range of the Barrett M82 to 3000 to 4000 meters. This distance gives him enough time to evacuate calmly.

After arriving at the top floor, Locke immediately locked the door and then carefully looked around to make sure there was no one else on the top floor.

This building is the tallest in this area, so there is no need to worry about his behavior being discovered.

He quickly found the most suitable sniping position, took out a 3-meter by 3-meter waterproof mat from the space and spread it on the ground, and took out two sandbags and piled them in front.

He learned this from the fake Roy Earl, the sniper who assassinated the president last time. This operation can cover up the traces left after shooting to a large extent.

……

At Cedars-Sinai Medical Center, Jennifer Gray was standing by the window with a cup of coffee, staring downstairs nervously. She didn't know how Locke would solve the hidden danger of Jack Spalding.

After a while, a prison van with the Orange County Jail stamped on it appeared below the operation building. Two prison guards, a man and a woman, escorted a woman wearing an orange prison uniform with handcuffs and shackles out of the car.

Because he is a serious criminal, the two prison guards grabbed the woman's hands respectively. They must be very familiar with each other, so the female prisoner talked to the two prison guards while walking.

The female prison guard said sincerely: "Jess, you will become a real woman soon..."

Jess Spalding smiled and said, "Thank you..."

The male prison guard glanced down at Jess Spalding's towering breasts and asked curiously: "I heard that the size and shape of breasts can be customized?"

Jess Spalding turned to look at the male prison guard. Just as he was about to speak, something passed through him with a "whoosh" sound, and his expression froze instantly.

The male prison guard continued: "I heard that that thing can also be customized. I have never fucked a transgender person..., uh, omg..."

He suddenly found that he only had Jess Spalding's upper body in his hands. Her torso seemed to have been broken by something, and her lower body was lying on the ground, with her internal organs and other things leaking all over the floor. Her face was filled with panic for a moment.

"what……"

The female prison guard also noticed this horrific scene and quickly let go of her arms, screaming in fear.

"fuck..."

Jess Spalding's upper body hit the male prison guard. He was so frightened that he quickly dropped his arm. When he saw two pieces of latex flung out from half of his body, he couldn't hold it in any longer and ran to the side. Vomiting loudly.

Jennifer Gray at the window was stunned for a while before she realized what she was doing. She immediately picked up her cell phone from the table and made a call.

"is it you?"