North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Locke thought about the efficiency of the United States and said understandingly: "Okay, please order it immediately. When the seats arrive, I will come over to modify the rear seats. Can this make it possible to pick up the car as originally planned?"

Victor still shook his head: "No, you replaced the air shock absorber, you need to purchase this again..."

Locke frowned slightly, feeling that Victor was deliberately making things difficult for him. Although he had replaced the air suspension, it was one of the most common accessories for cars and had no impact on the modification cycle.

He was preparing to drive this modified F150 Raptor to attend a weekend family gathering.

Sarah Mendes glared at Victor coldly and interrupted Victor, "No problem, we can definitely finish it on time!"

"Sorry, excuse me!"

Sarah said sorry to Locke, then grabbed Victor's clothes and pulled him aside.

She asked angrily: "What do you want to do? Do you really want the repair shop to close down?"

Victor looked helpless and flattered: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. You have said it many times. There is indeed a problem with my service attitude. I will change it. Don't worry, since you agreed, you can Pick up the car on time, I will definitely take care of it..."

Sarah stared at Victor blankly, let go of her hands, smoothed out the wrinkled clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Victor, do you think I don't know what you want to do? Do you think the car repair shop has closed down? I’m free, right?”

Victor's expression condensed and he looked at Sarah in surprise. He didn't expect that Sarah had already seen through his purpose.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stopped pretending, and said seriously: "Yes, I just want the car repair shop to close down, so that you don't have to be trapped here and can pursue your dreams. You don't have to pay attention to Edmund at all." Last words, Sarah, you listen to me, with your talent, you should be riding on the track, not trapped in this rusty garage..."

Sarah's face was full of frost, she punched Victor in the face, and cursed angrily: "You self-righteous idiot, you know nothing, you don't know what I want..."

After being punched in the face, Victor remained unmoved and continued: "Sarah, Edmund handed you over to me. It is my responsibility to give you a better future..."

Sarah tried again, as if she was venting something, "Asshole, what qualifications do you have to decide my life? Did I say I wanted to be a racing driver? I just want my family to be together forever..."

"..."

Locke looked at the brother and sister who fell in love and killed each other in front of him, and felt a little pained. He was just here to repair a car, why should he see such nonsense?

From the conversation between the two, he instantly figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

The elder brother felt that his sister had a talent for racing and should pursue her racing dream, but because of her father's last words, she was tied up in a car repair shop.

So my brother decided to let the car repair shop close down so that his sister could pursue her dream of being a driver without any worries.

But my sister just wants to be together as a family forever and run her father's car repair shop. She has no racing dreams.

Great brother-sister relationship!

But don’t you siblings know how to communicate?

Well, forget it, he is not qualified to complain about others.

Locke couldn't stand it any longer. He let out a breath silently and walked to the big black man who was holding a box of shock absorbers and eating melons. "Sorry, excuse me. Please tell Sarah later. I'll go first." gone……"

Ryder asked in surprise: "Aren't you going to continue watching?"

Locke felt that there was something wrong with the three people in the garage, so he waved his hand without looking back.

After getting in the car, he started the car and when he was about to leave, two cars came in front and blocked the road.

Locke pressed down the car window and was about to let the other party give way, when he saw Victor, Sarah, and Ryder rushing over with wrenches in the rearview mirror. He was stunned.

What's happening here?

Only when he saw the three of them standing between the G55 and the two Toyotas as if they were faced with a formidable enemy did Locke react. He quickly took out his Glock G19 from the glove box and stuck it behind his waist, got out of the car and walked over. .

Locke looked at the two Toyota cars and found that there were three people in each car. They all looked tough and looked like gang members.

He stood behind Sarah and asked, "What do these people want to do?"

Victor turned his head and said coldly: "Boy, it's none of your business. Get back in the car. I don't want to pay for your medical expenses..."

As they talked, the people in the two cars got out of the car one after another. Their arms were covered with tattoos. The three in front all had baseball bats in their hands, and the three in the back had their hands in their pockets, seemingly holding something.

The one at the head was bald, with tattoos all over his face and head, and earrings on his ears, looking unruly.

He glanced at Locke coldly, his eyes stayed on Sarah for a moment, and finally fell on Victor.

He swung the baseball bat in his hand, spat vulgarly, and said with a smile: "Victor, that's good. It's not bankrupt yet, and there is still business..."

Victor held the handle tightly, took a step forward, and said viciously: "Martin, if you want to cause trouble, just come at me, it's none of other people's business..."

The big black Ryder also took a step forward following Victor. He held a wrench in his left and right hands. He looked very imposing, and his violence level soared.

Sarah Mendes stared at the villain in front of her with disgust, turned to Locke and said, "Locke, step back first, don't get hurt, the car is damaged, I will accompany you..."

Locke glanced down at her and saw that although she looked weak, her eyes were firm and brave, as if she was determined to advance and retreat with Victor and the others.

He raised his brows, pulled out the G19 from behind, passed between Victor and Ryder, directly faced the six people, raised the gun and shouted.

"lapd, handsup!"

"drop thefuckingbaseballbat!"

"onyourknees!"

"lapd, put your hands up!"

"Drop the damn baseball bat!"

"Your Majesty!"

"..."

Locke's sudden move confused everyone. The gangster leader Martin stared at Locke in disbelief. He did not expect that there was a policeman here.

However, after hearing the familiar shouting, seeing the gun in his hand, and the solemn look on his face, the six gangsters immediately raised their hands and followed the instructions, skillfully forcing him.

Soon the six gangsters were kneeling in a row with their backs on their backs, and the weapons found on their bodies were discarded next to them.

In addition to three baseball bats, there were six daggers and two pistols, a Colt M6 and a Sig Sauer SigP191.

Locke looked serious, holding a G19 alert, and took out his mobile phone to dial 911, "My police officer number is 9988. I am on administrative leave. I was attacked by six armed gangsters. The suspect has been subdued. He has two guns and six A knife, three baseball bats, please support..."

Next to them, the three Victors looked at the wrenches in their hands, and they all stared at Locke in surprise.

Victor couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought about his previous attitude towards Locke, and asked Sarah: "Why did you never tell me that he was a COP..."