Thanks to the low circulation of large amounts of cash in the United States, Carter's three thousand US dollars had at least nearly two hundred banknotes.

Two hundred banknotes were thrown at someone, and the visual impact was enough to stun most people...

When one person reacted, Carter and Norton had already ran ten meters away...

"Fuck! What a big fish, Madoc! Hardy! You pick up the money, we will chase it!"

While giving the order, the leading black man took out his pistol and fired twice at the two Carters in the distance. However, by the time he finished arranging the actions of his subordinates, the two Carters had already ran out of the range of 20 meters.

They say infantrymen run to death and sailors drown. Norton, a former Army Ranger, and Carter, an Army cadet, run 3.4 miles every day. If nothing else, these two run very fast.

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Moreover, don’t underestimate the distance of about twenty meters. Pistols are completely different from rifles. The difficulty of shooting without support increases exponentially. With rifles, any novice can hit a target of 100 meters, and he can do anything.

There are thirty or forty rings, but pistols are different. Pistol precision shooting competitions involve standing still and shooting at a fixed target. The target is only 25 meters away from the shooter.

People who have not received professional pistol shooting training, at this distance, still hastily raise the gun and shoot. Whether the target can be hit can really only depend on faith...

In Cincinnati, a place he was unfamiliar with, and because of airport security and the general ban on guns in cities governed by Democratic parties. He had no gun in his hand and too much money in his pocket. It was obvious that he was not good at it. This was what Carter could think of.

The best way out!

As he ran, Carter sighed: When he was traveling in BJ in his previous life, the 100 yuan spent on the experience coupon for the shooting range was really well spent!

Carter, who was masturbating for the first time, used a Beretta 87, an Italian pistol that fires 5.6mm pistol bullets, to shoot at a 20-meter fixed target. After firing ten bullets, feeling good about himself, the target paper came closer.

, and it turned out there wasn’t even an eye on it...

That's it for 5.6mm. Carter noticed that what the black man was holding just now was an m1911! This thing fired a .45 bullet. When converted into millimeters, it was a full 11.43mm.

Without professional training, it would be unreasonable for him to hit himself accurately!

Based on this understanding, and Carter's belief that the Rangers, as the Army's elite, had not communicated this plan in advance. But Norton should be able to react to this. Combining the two points, Carter made this somewhat bold decision...

It's just that theory is theory, and gunshots were actually heard in reality. Carter was still very frightened!

Speaking of which, this seemed to be the second time I had been shot. Just comparing it to my last experience in Texas, at that time I had no idea that I would be shot, so I couldn't say I was afraid. But this time, it was actually

Really, I know in my heart that this threat exists. First there is psychological recognition, and then there is the sound of gunshots...

"Damn! I must get the private jet down this time!"

As the saying goes, no amount of legal education is as useful as a day trip to prison. Carter, who had never paid much attention to Goodman's request to bring bodyguards, really didn't dare not pay attention this time.

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You can encounter this kind of thing while walking on the road. Thousands of dollars may bring death, so from now on...

"Pull over! They're driving!"

"good!"

Hearing Norton's shout behind him, Carter turned his head and glanced behind him. In addition to the roar of car engines that began to sound in the distance, Norton, who had been following him intentionally or unintentionally, using his body as a human shield, also saw that

Carter's eyes were a little sour...

What I said was that I took money from bodyguards to do this job of protecting people's lives. But in the final analysis, how many bodyguards can do this in reality? At least, bodyguards hired through security companies generally cannot do this.

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Turning into the alley on the street, the two of them did not continue walking. They were not familiar with the road conditions at all, and who knew whether there would be a dead end ahead...

Using the debris piled by the merchants on the alley as towers, the two climbed onto the roofs of the houses on both sides. Just as they lay down on the roofs, two black men rushed into the alley...

Waiting until they were far away, Carter then used the cover of the roof of the building and under the command of Norton, bypassed the group of uninvited guests. After the two of them wandered back to downtown Cincinnati, they found the police and called the police, and were sent to the police station.

By the end of the day, it was already around eleven o'clock noon.

Today's plan to go to Athens has obviously been ruined...

"Mr. Black, the police officers we sent to the accident area just reported that the vehicle you were driving has disappeared. You don't have any important items such as identification documents left in the car? It's not difficult to recover this stolen vehicle.

Low, I'm afraid there won't be any results within a few days. You can leave your phone number and wait until we find it..."

"No, please help me get a stolen certificate and send it to the airport car rental agency! That car belongs to the car rental agency, and the insurance company will handle it. As for when you can find it, or if you can't find it at all, you can go and contact it yourself.

Car rental agency coordination.”

After listening to what the police officer said, Carter waved his hands in disgust. The place where he was robbed was considered a suburb of the city. He hadn't even left the city. How could he expect them to recover the stolen vehicle when the security situation was like this?

The logic that applies to the New Haven police is the same in Cincinnati. In a blue city like this, the police cannot be said to be useless, nor does it mean that there are really no good people in it. It is just generally better from the perspective of positivity or efficiency.

That being said, there is basically no need to have high hopes...

In addition, the insurance company will be responsible for the loss of the stolen vehicle, and Carter does not want to deal with it. Now, he still has to deal with the aftermath!

"Can I borrow your phone?"

"please!"

Seeing Carter not getting angry, the receptionist secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He just used the phone, so what?

Picking up the phone, Carter dialed the numbers one by one...

Goodman needs to notify, report the loss of the checking account, and then create a new checking account and transfer the money; the Federal Reserve Bank of Atlanta also needs to be notified by the Telecommunications Union...

The driver's license is relatively small, and Carter usually keeps it stuffed in his wallet, but he has it with him at this time. It's just his checkbook, together with some small items, all in the bag, and the bag is in the car.

Although magnetic stripe bank cards are already available in the United States these days, checks are still a popular payment method. Therefore, checkbooks must be reported lost in time.

After the most important thing was done, Carter called Demir again. He asked the other party to bring weapons and drive directly to Ohio to meet him...

If you have a gun license, even in a blue state city, it is not illegal to carry it across the border as long as you don't take it out. This Carter has driven there himself and has experience. Let the other party bring it first, no matter whether it is used or not, at least

Having this guy by your side makes you feel at ease, right?

Finally, until about 11:40, it was estimated that Rick should have arrived in the dormitory, and Carter made the last call:

"Rick, I have some sad news! I should be late...maybe three or four days, maybe a week! I still have to leave my request to you."

"Huh? It takes you so long to go to Washington? What on earth are you going to do? Is it difficult to do?"

"It's not that things in Washington are difficult to deal with...it's that I was robbed in Cincinnati! It takes a lot of time to get some documents replaced and so on. After I deal with things in Ohio, I have to go to Boston to finish the work.

I will go back to these..."

"Wait a minute? You were robbed? No, where were you robbed? Cincinnati?"

"Yeah, I'm not flying here, so I can't bring a gun with me. As a result..."

"Wait a minute...where were you robbed? Where are you now? Are you safe?"

"It's okay now, I'm at the police station..."

"Which branch?"

"No... no, why are you asking so many questions?!"
Chapter completed!