The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

The temperature in New York in late autumn has dropped below 10 degrees. The weak sunlight in the early morning has finally dispelled the mist in the forest, but it is no longer able to add a touch of warmth to people.

The three gunmen hiding behind tombstones and bushes felt cold all over, with the chill running from their heels all the way to the top of their heads.

They were just professional killers with good marksmanship and had no military experience. They didn't understand why the situation was going well just a second ago and they were about to capture those guys who were rushing forward without knowing how to live or die, but in the blink of an eye they were attacked from all sides.

In fact, even if Jack was not there, these gunmen could not have caused more trouble. They came to assassinate, not to fight. Each of them brought a spare magazine, which was almost emptied by Reacher and his men in just a few minutes.

Jack's shot was somewhat lucky. Although the effective range of the FK7.5 pistol is said to be 100 meters, he installed a folding buttstock to effectively offset some of the recoil.

But he had just run at full speed for nearly 300 meters in the bumpy woods, and almost held his breath and concentrated on aiming and shooting the moment he stopped, almost choking on his breath.

After successfully hitting the target, Jack leaned against a dead tree stump and took a long time to catch his breath. He ignored the dust and broken leaves that were stirred up around him from time to time, and was even too lazy to stick his head out to take a look, because his mission had been accomplished.

Just as the remaining three gunmen panicked and turned their guns around to shoot at Jack, Hannah and Jiejie had already put their guns to rest.

They had plenty of ammunition, and their continuous bursts of fire made the enemy dare not show up again. At the same time, Reicher and his four companions on the other side also began a rapid advance, quickly closing the distance between the two sides to within 50 meters.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some of the gunmen began to feel afraid and started thinking about how to retreat.

The three of them exchanged glances, one of them whispered "Run", and the other two immediately grabbed their rifles and ran along the tree line towards their BMW.

Hannah seized the opportunity and knocked down one person with a short shot, and Jiejie pulled the trigger directly at the BMW. A series of bullets penetrated the thin hood and blew up the water tank.

A puff of steam rose from the engine of the BMW, which was still running, and then the front of the car sank and both tires deflated. Seeing this, the two remaining gunmen wanted to run in another direction, but in a panic they rushed towards Jack's position.

"boom!"

Gunshots rang out, and one of the gunmen screamed and rolled down the hillside, holding his calf and screaming. The last gunman stopped in horror, subconsciously threw away the rifle in his hand and raised his hands.

"Don't shoot! I surrender! Okay? Don't be impulsive, I surrender!"

Jack held a gun in one hand and put the other hand in his pocket, his feet standing at an awkward position, with a half-smile on his face, the only thing missing was a pair of black-framed glasses, as if he was not facing a gunman, but a target in the Olympic 10-meter air rifle competition.

The remaining gunman had already seen Jack's marksmanship, and when he saw this man with a strange mustache pointing that strange gun at his head, his legs softened involuntarily and he fell to his knees.

Panting heavily, Lei Che stepped around an old tree with twisted roots and slammed into the guy's back, knocking him to the ground with his mouth wide open.

"Who sent you? Tell me now?"

Reacher pressed the Glock 20 against the gunman's head, and with his other hand he pulled a pistol from his waist and put it in his suit pocket.

"I want to see a lawyer!" The gunman struggled to look in the direction of his accomplice who was rolling on the ground holding his calf in pain. Over there, the furious O'Donnell had put on brass knuckles and was punching him again and again, hitting him hard.

"Sorry, there are no police here." Jack said nonsense seriously.

Reacher grabbed the guy's thin neck with his big hand and lifted him up from the ground. "My friend is just venting his anger because you shot at a funeral with women and children. And this is our friend's funeral."

As his fingers gradually exerted force, the gunman's face gradually turned liver color.

"Tell me everything you know. I won't waste time interrogating you. If one of you and your friend dies, one can still be left alive. Which one do you want to be?"

In fact, the guy who was hit in the shoulder blade by Jack is still alive, but because of excessive blood loss, he is breathing out more than breathing in.

"I think if you keep pinching his neck like this, he might not be able to say anything even if he has something to say."

While disassembling the folding buttstock of the FK7.5, Jack walked towards the two people in a stalemate. He was in a good mood after just loading a small gun, and he even whistled in a relaxed manner.

"Is this the 'Grenadiers' March'?" Negli, who was examining the body of the gunman killed by Hannah and Jiejie, looked up curiously. She felt that the melody was both familiar and unfamiliar, and asked uncertainly.

"That's about the same." Jack vaguely replied, what he was actually playing was "Guerrilla Song", the part "We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet kills an enemy", the melodies of the two songs were somewhat similar.

"If you have anything to say before you die, just blink." Reacher's arm muscles, which were as thick as an ordinary person's thighs, bulged high, leaving no doubt that he could easily break the other person's neck in the next moment.

At this time, Jack also walked to the position where several gunmen were shooting. From his current angle, he could clearly see the situation on the other side of the road, and then his good mood disappeared.

There were more than a dozen bullet holes on the body of his Hellcat. The bulletproof glass would not shatter like ordinary glass after being hit, but the spider web-covered appearance made it look even more miserable.

When Jack saw the bloodstain on Hannah's cheek as she was walking towards him, he became even more furious. He didn't know it was caused by broken glass, but thought it was a bullet scratch, which meant that he almost lost his beloved girl.

"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out suddenly, startling everyone. Even Reacher subconsciously let go of the gunman who was about to be strangled to death.

Jack fired two shots into the air, then took a step forward and shoved the muzzle of the gun into the mouth of the gasping gunman, burning him and making him whine.

"You guys wrecked my car, hurt my woman, and made me feel really bad. Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I can guarantee that after you go to jail, your chrysanthemum will stay blooming for 24 hours!"

"I said, I said, our plan is to take advantage of the 21 gunshots at the funeral to wipe out your team, the special investigation team or something like that. That's what the person who hired us on the dark web asked."

The gunman was so scared that he pissed himself and confessed with a lisp.

"Tell me something I don't know." Jack lowered the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at his vitals. "Who hired you? He must have only paid an advance payment. How will he pay the balance after the task is completed?"

The gunman clamped his legs together as if he had to pee urgently. "It's in an abandoned building in a garbage neighborhood in Queens. I can take you there. I don't know the man. He called himself Swan on the phone."

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"Swan is most likely dead." Reacher's face looked a little gloomy. Although he had been mentally prepared, his mood was still inevitably low.

"Yes, he wouldn't be stupid enough to reveal his identity when hiring a killer. Someone wants to frame him." Negli looked a little embarrassed because she had suspected Swan not long ago.