Chapter 215 Cheng Long: Am I a Samsung criminal now?Blake looked at the three little brothers who told everything, and veins popped out of his head with anger, "You are all crazy, why are you telling him this?" "Boss, everyone has asked, how rude would it be if you don't tell them?" "That's right, it would be good to tell him and scare him!" The two white guys were arguing with each other, but they didn't know that the black guy next to them suddenly changed his expression, quietly lifted up his clothes with his right hand, and took out a gun from the top of his trouser pocket. "Kill them!" "Yes, Master." After receiving Cheng Long's order, Xiao Hei suddenly raised his gun, pointed the muzzle at the boss Blake's head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. boom! A bloody hole suddenly appeared on Blake's forehead. Perhaps because of the large caliber, the bullet penetrated into the skull, crushing the internal tissues and flesh. At the same time, the high-pressure gas released actually exploded the back of his head. Before he died, Blake's eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief. His two white brothers were so frightened that their faces turned pale.
"Bang bang..." Xiao Hei quickly turned the gun around and pulled the trigger at his good friend. One of them reacted quickly. When his brother was shot, he hurriedly pulled out the gun from his waist and aimed at his former companion. bang bang bang... After a series of gunshots rang out. The two men were shot several times and fell to the ground one after another. However, Xiao Hei was not dead and was still alive. Cheng Long took the opportunity to take two steps forward, squatted in front of Xiao Hei, and asked, "I'm curious, there are so many people on the street, why did you choose to stare at me?" "Master, pawn..." Before Xiao Hei could finish his words, he kicked his legs and died. However, after hearing the word "pawn", it no longer mattered whether the following words were said or not. If Cheng Long still couldn't guess the reason, he might as well find a piece of tofu and hit himself to death. Someone died and the quiet street suddenly became noisy. Some people screamed, some called the police, and some just turned around and left. We obviously can't stay here any longer. "Pity!" Looking at the four corpses on the ground, Cheng Long resisted the urge to take out the blood-sucking bead to suck blood. Seeing that the engine of the Fox 20 meters away had not been turned off, he simply got in. He shifted into gear and stepped on the accelerator. The wheels of the Focus roared angrily like a wild beast, leaving a charred mark on the ground, and then turned around and ran towards the pawn shop several miles away. Soon after he left. A police car painted like a Hummer arrived at the scene and stopped thirty meters away from the bodies of Blake and others. After the two policemen got out of the car, they did not move forward immediately, but hid behind the door and observed the environment. It was not until passers-by repeatedly reminded them that the suspect had left that the two men let down their guard and went forward to investigate the situation.
After a brief observation. One of the veteran policemen took out a walkie-talkie and reported: "Four people died at the scene, suspected to have been killed in a shooting. According to the unified account of the citizens at the scene, these people might be robbers. They wanted to rob a Chinese person, but for some reason, they had an internal conflict before they got the money... We need on-site investigators and forensic doctors here, and yes, black taxis." “Where is the suspect?” "He drove away in the robber's Focus, the license plate was..., he was wearing a white shirt and grey trousers, he was quite tall..." After the police officer informed his superiors, police cars on duty nearby arrived at the scene one after another. At the same time, several journalists who were more dedicated than the police also arrived. One of them took a quick look and took out a microphone, interviewing and reporting at the same time. "Good afternoon, viewers. Just a few minutes ago, a serious shooting occurred in Brooklyn, killing four people. You can now see through our camera that the four victims were lying in a pool of blood on the sidewalk..." "Next, I will interview an eyewitness and let her explain the whole story..." A black woman appeared in the camera and said to the camera: "Oh God, everyone was terrified at the time. We don't know the specific situation very well, we just saw four people with guns on the ground surrounding a Chinese man, who looked very strong and handsome." The reporter asked, "Did he fire the gun?" The black lady shook her head and said, "No, he was just an unlucky passerby who was accidentally targeted by the hateful gang members. He didn't even have a gun on him, so it was impossible for him to kill anyone." "Then why did he run away? And he drove away the robbers' car?" Obviously the reporters were not completely unaware of the situation. Even Cheng Long knew that he drove away Blake's Fox. "I think he might be scared and wants to leave this scary place." A white man suddenly appeared in the camera and defended Cheng Long. Many people saw clearly that Cheng Long did not touch the gun, and there is no doubt about this. Moreover, Chinese people in free countries are notoriously not fond of causing trouble, and they will only be targeted by troublemakers. The police have completely different attitudes when they see Chinese and black people. "Then he should have stayed at the scene and waited for the police to investigate. Now he drove away the deceased's car. Even if he didn't kill anyone, it's still theft..." The reporter's words left the white man speechless. It is true that Cheng Long did not kill anyone, but he drove away the person and his car, which is indeed a bit confusing. At this moment, the assistant who was working next door suddenly shouted loudly. "Andrew, I just received news that the police have found the two Foxes in the pawn shop, and our helicopter has already rushed there." …… Pawn shop. Max, a pawn shop clerk who secretly colluded with the gangsters, was sitting on a chair and reading a book. Suddenly— He felt a chill on the back of his neck and turned his head to look. Cheng Long, who had just come to the pawnshop to pawn a gold bar, appeared behind him like a ghost with a sinister sneer on his face. "Sir, this is a private area, please leave." Max suppressed his inner fear and stood up and scolded. Click! Cheng Long broke Max's neck without saying a word.
As soon as he pawned a gold bar, gang members came after him. It was obvious that Max had done this kind of thing many times and had already reached a tacit understanding with the gang members. He now finally understood why the prices in this pawn shop were so fair. It turns out that the money you give out will be returned to you by someone else. Although Cheng Long didn't know how much Max could recover, even if it was only 10% or 20%, it would still be a huge profit. I don’t know how many lives could be saved by killing this scum. You have to know that people who come to the pawn shop to pawn things are basically people who are in trouble and in urgent need of money. After these people pawn their valuable gold, silver, jewelry, or heirlooms, they will be robbed of their money when they leave. Even if the robbers don't kill them, they will lose the confidence to live for various reasons. Max really did a lot of harm to people. "Essence and blood cannot be wasted." Cheng Long secretly used his mental power to explode the monitor behind him, then took out the bloodthirsty bead and sucked all of Max's blood. Then, they took out the garbage bag and packed the dried corpse. However, just as he packed the mummy into the storage compartment for corpses and took back the gold bars he had pawned, two armed policemen suddenly broke in from outside the door. "Hey, you're surrounded, put your hands up." Cheng Long decisively raised his hand to cooperate, not because he was afraid, but because he was worried that if he didn't raise his hand, he would be hit by a bullet. Wouldn't his special ability of being invulnerable to swords and guns be exposed then? This is not okay. The two policemen approached cautiously, repeatedly confirming that the target had no intention of resisting. One of them took out handcuffs and prepared to lock Cheng Long's hands. At the same time, two wisps of demonic energy quietly overflowed from Cheng Long's palm and penetrated into the noses of the two policemen like lightning. Boom! Boom! Under the powerful hypnotic effect of hypnosis, the two white policemen fell to the ground and fell asleep. "No way, the helicopter is coming?" "I'm now a three-star criminal!" Hearing the whirlpool sound of the helicopter outside the pawn shop, Cheng Long was stunned. According to the wanted level classification of the stand-alone game Vice City, once the police dispatch a helicopter, it means that your crime star value has reached three stars. But Cheng Long was not worried, instead he found it very interesting. I used to only play games on the computer, but now I have the opportunity to play them in real life, so I naturally can’t miss it. So, Cheng Long, who had just wanted to use the substitution technique to get away from this place, rushed out of the pawn shop in a dignified manner and got on the Focus at an extremely fast speed. Shift gears, floor the gas, and launch yourself. Manual and automatic transmission cars can generally be launched with a launch button, but this operation causes great damage to the vehicle, so most people are reluctant to use the launch button. But this car is not his, so he can build it casually. What's more, Cheng Long showed up on his own initiative just to experience the real version of Vice City. He didn't care about the damage to the car at all. If it broke down, he would just grab another one from the roadside.
"Follow up." When the radio reporter on the helicopter saw Cheng Long rushing out of the pawn shop and driving away, he immediately called the driver to follow him. Here, reporters are more dedicated than the police. No matter where major news occurs, they will always rush to the scene as soon as possible. Live news like this of chasing criminal suspects is of extraordinary value. As long as they can keep up and shoot exciting police and criminal chase scenes, the radio station can increase its ratings and the reporters can become famous. To put it bluntly, it means making a lot of money. Only with high income can journalists maintain their original intentions and chase after hot topics. "Dear viewers, through our camera, you can see a black Focus driving fast on the street. The driver is the suspect who killed four gang members." "Oh my god... drift! What a beautiful drift. His driving skills are so great that the two police cars behind him will soon not even be able to see his taillights. He must be a professional racing driver..." In the helicopter, the reporter seemed to be possessed by a gold medal football game commentator. He made a simple drift sound as exciting as turning a drainage ditch. "woo woo woo woo……" As time went by, more and more police cars appeared behind us, sirens rang out throughout the entire block, and the noise became louder and louder. Cheng Long felt more and more excited as he drove the Focus on the wide road. His behavior is a good example of what it means to be bold and skilled. He believed that if the cool Ares were sitting in the passenger seat at this moment, he would definitely fall in love with him completely. (End of this chapter)