The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

The shootout is over.

One body after another was found, and they were neatly arranged aside. The injured SWAT and police officers and the surviving killer drove to the hospital with the help of one ambulance after another. .

The entire textile factory has been surrounded by the New York Police Department.

The scene is almost indistinguishable from the WTO incident that took place last month.

Bang!

Bang!

Commissioner Burt and Superintendent Montgomery got out of their cars, and the first thing they saw was Lake sitting on the steps with his right arm hanging from his right arm and a bandage on his forehead.

Jesus Christ.

That full of corpses, my God, how many people died?

The two looked at each other and walked towards Lake.

Seeing this, Qiao, who was beside him, moved towards Lake, who was chatting with Jack, the SWAT captain who was also simply bandaged, and raised his toes slightly.

Lake looked back at Joe.

Joe looked at the director and the police superintendent who were approaching.

Seeing this, Lake got up and said hello to Chief Burt and Superintendent Montgomery: "Director, Superintendent!"

Burt looked around, and the bullet casings and blood stains on the ground were very conspicuous: "Is the arrest over?"

Lake followed Bert's gaze, then hummed.

A burst of curiosity in my heart.

When he searched just now, he had already explained that he dug three feet into the ground, but when he searched, he was stunned that he didn't find a gun. When the war started, my good fellow, the firepower of this textile factory was almost the same as that of a company.

So where were these guys' munitions hidden before?

Caroline from the Public Crisis Relations Department also walked over from not far away, said hello to Director Bert, and then said to Lake: "Lake, so what's the situation, why am I still catching up with the outside world? The reporter who came said."

Lake looked directly at his immediate boss, Montgomery, and then gestured to Carlos, the police station's external image with blond hair and a sweet appearance, who had a big favor in the hearts of the public, and signaled Caroline to go to Montgomery.

Caroline looked directly at Montgomery.

No less than ten media have gathered outside the cordon half an hour ago, and this number is still increasing.

After all, one ambulance after another can't hide it.

The big-headed Caroline who was just provoked by a group of reporters can't control that much now. She only needs information, who gives it, it doesn't matter, she can handle the group of reporters like jackals.

Montgomery looked at Lake and Caroline both at himself, his face darkened, and he looked directly at the top leader here, New York Police Commissioner Burt.

Bert was stunned for a moment, and then said to Lake angrily, "You are responsible for your case!"

Lake showed a smile, got up, walked aside with Caroline, and briefly told the whole story of this operation.

Caroline listened carefully.

After half an hour.

The New York Daily took the lead in writing the report, and published the report electronically on its own network at the speed of the first place.

"Shocked, the textile factory that donated five million, his true face turned out to be..."

Return to the vehicle at the police station.

Lake looked at this headline published on the Internet with Joe's mobile phone, and blinked. In other words, how did the New York Daily learn this thick body of shock?

and also……

Lake blinked, looked at the electronic photo he published and pointed his phone at Joe: "Do you think this photo is particularly domineering?"

Inspector Lake Edwin, the leader of the three major crime teams, led the SWAT team to destroy the secret killer base.

I am famous.

As for why it looks on Joe's phone, there's an explanation.

Lake's cell phone was an old-fashioned flip phone, not a smart phone. It was fine for making calls and texting, but for surfing the Internet it was a complete dream.

Lake would rather use a smartphone.

But the ghost knows if there will be any backdoor eavesdropping or the like. In short, when there is no electronic technology in the lottery, for the sake of safety, Lake refuses to use the mobile phone.

Joe, who was driving carefully, glanced at Lake, who seemed to be narcissistic when looking at his picture, and did not answer this question, but asked in a puzzled way: "Lake, I still don't quite understand why they suddenly exploded. ?"

When Joe saw the mayor's car coming in, he was ready to go back and sit on the bench with Lake, or be fired. Who knows where things will turn.

Lake smiled and thought about it: "If someone kills your husband in front of you, will you be violent?"

Joe glanced at Lake angrily: "This is an inappropriate metaphor."

Lake shrugged, "But that's the most fitting metaphor, so Sloan doesn't have a choice."

Either watch Laker dismantle the Destiny Spinning Machine, and the mutual aid society's beliefs will end there, or they will give it a try. Maybe, they can fight back.

pity……

Lake won.

Downstairs at the police station.

Just as Lake got out of the car, a fragrant wind came, and immediately, Lake saw his girlfriend Maureen running down the steps and hugged him.

Maureen looked at Lake's suspended right arm and blinked at Lake.

Lake smiled and said, "Small injury!"

Joe next to him lowered his head and curled his lips. What was the minor injury? It wasn't at all. In his words, the reason why Lake was hanging up was that everyone was injured. It's hard to write.

so……

Lake hung an arm.

It is said that Lake is a little regretful now, not because of other things, but because he seems to have hung the wrong arm. He should have hung the left hand that is not often used instead of the right hand that is often used.

As a result this led to one thing.

During dinner at night, Lake couldn't even hold a fork in his left hand.

Girlfriend Maureen is laughing.

Lake fiddled twice, sighed, and seemed to give up on the meatballs in the bowl. It was finally not vegetable day, but he still couldn't eat it.

Maureen, who was sitting opposite, shook his head, got up and walked over.

When Maureen was about to feed, Lake refused. After waiting for the meatballs to enter, Lake suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing to hang his right arm.

If it weren't for something happening tonight, Lake felt that maybe he could enjoy a wave of emperor-level enjoyment tonight.

Too bad there's something going on at night.

The money in the safe in the textile factory was not available, but the next two waves of money, Lake felt, should be able to eat anyway.

The last time can also eat the protection fee of waste Xiaobai.

What?

In case Carlos repents, the textile factory is gone anyway, can Carlos vomit?

Ha ha.

If that's the case, Lake can guarantee that Carlos will regret it very much. Killing someone outside during the day is easy for Lake. Similarly, killing someone in the police station's confinement room is even easier for Lake. .

I bet he wouldn't dare not give me the money!

That's my labor income!

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