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Chapter 969 The game has just begun

The New York police quickly received the news, and soon the headquarters sent Captain Harrison of S.W.A.T. to go to the rescue. After receiving the news, Harrison almost immediately gathered all the police forces that could be assembled and rushed to the location of the incident.

Unfortunately, when their helicopter arrived at the scene, no one was there. Only a few bodies and escort vehicles were left.

"Headquarters... we are late. All the prisoners and escorting agents are gone."

"There is no time to worry about those federal agents now! Go to the prison immediately! Those lunatics are going to attack the prison! You go to support the prison immediately! If it is breached! Let's just wait for the defendant to go to court?!" This is Los Angeles

The voice of Chief Vaughn, the Chief of Police.

"Understood!!!" Harrison immediately realized that the problem was serious.

The other party is obviously prepared. Once he succeeds, he will immediately arrange for the scapegoat to attack the prison and attract the police force of the Los Angeles Police Department, so that the golden cicada can escape.

This is a conspiracy.

The Los Angeles police had to go to the rescue. After all, it is the people of Los Angeles who pay taxes to support the Los Angeles police! It is not the federal government. They help the federal government catch prisoners. That is a favor, not their duty. Although the prison is technically under the jurisdiction of the federal government, local police like them do not

Law enforcement power, but don’t forget, this prison is in the city of Los Angeles! Once the prisoner escapes, it is the Los Angeles people who will be harmed!

How should they choose the Los Angeles police? Do they still have to think about it?

Of course to save the prison!

"Damn! A bunch of lunatics!" Harrison slapped the ground hard.

Los Angeles is like this. At this time, there are still people causing trouble in this place. What is this if not crazy?

Harrison immediately led people to the prison.

By the time they arrived, the place was completely out of control!

There are crazy crowds everywhere, who knows where they come from?

But these people are definitely organized!

Because each of them wears a clown hood on their head.

There were even prisoners wearing orange prison uniforms who ran out and joined the chaos!

The prison has done a good job. They gathered all the manpower and retreated to two buildings: Prison No. 5, which houses serious criminals, and Prison No. 4, which houses sensitive criminals (the so-called sensitive criminals refer to sex crimes).

Among the prisoners in prison, there are many copper-smelting addicts). Fortunately, the prison authorities immediately let these serious prisoners into the cells after the earthquake subsided, otherwise, they would have faced attacks from both inside and outside!

"Da da da da!!!" Seeing the huge crowds of people inside and outside the prison, Harrison did not dare to attack at will. He could only fire a warning shot in the hope of scaring away the thugs.

Those people stopped.

It's a pity... They looked straight over.

"Captain...there's something...something's wrong with these people." A team member immediately said with some fear.

They were indeed elites, but no matter how elite they were, they would still tremble when being stared at so directly by thugs with weapons dozens of times their number.

This scene looks more like a zombie movie.

"Fuck!" Harrison certainly knew something was wrong. "LAPD! Put down your weapons! Put your hands up!"

But he knew better that at this time, they couldn't give in. Once they gave in, who knows what would happen.

"Ouch! Come on!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and then the thugs rushed towards them as if they had been beaten to death.

Ta-ta-ta! Seeing that the situation was not going well, Harrison shot and knocked down a person, but this did not affect the following crowds. Those thugs still rushed over without fear of death!

Other police officers also began to shoot tentatively!

There is no way, there are countless civilians here! If someone kills someone, they will not get any good consequences afterwards.

This is also a daily routine for American police officers who suffer from both sides.

If they don't shoot, who knows what the person you are facing will pull out of their crotch? Buying a gun in this country is no more difficult than buying cabbage. Anyone can pull out a gun and shoot you twice.

Too many police officers have been killed like this.

Shots were fired and people were killed... Some people said that the police were excessively violent.

All in all, it’s just a case of getting angry at both ends.

For example, in today's situation, if they go on a killing spree, the court will definitely be waiting for them.

The media and the public don't care whether they are facing dozens of times the number of thugs. They only know that the police killed people.

Very simple and crude.

But this is the truth.

Being a police officer is hard work.

Therefore, they did not dare to attack with all their strength.

Then they were overwhelmed! Those thugs were not afraid of death!

This is not scientific at all! Even soldiers are not so brave and fearless of death! Are these really thugs? And not from the Middle East?

The S.W.A.Ts have no idea what this is all about!

In fact, on the other side, the clown's followers don't understand either.

"Joker, can those people really hold off the police?"

The clown led the people laughing and joking in the dark underground, while Alex, the second ancestor, was dragged around by these madmen in the dirty and messy environment of the sewers.

This idiot thought he was saved at first.

But what happened next made him wish he could be caught by the police again.

"Hahahahaha, of course! Those little cuties all drank my clown drink! They are fearless now!" The clown walked forward happily, jumping up and down, and he was about to fly. He was very happy!

very happy!

The clown drink is actually a little stimulant made by Phillips himself. Well, to put it simply, the so-called drink is actually a mixed potion of LSD! That thing is a powerful hallucinogen, and then the clown added some to it...

There are additives that even he himself doesn't know much about. Anyway, he added some of the banned drugs on the market.

Once someone drinks that stuff... I can only pray to God to bless them.

Maybe the American people are more resistant to drugs?

Anyway, the clown doesn't care about those people at all!

When he thinks he sees the world clearly, he doesn't care about anything, let alone other people's lives. He doesn't even bother to care about his own life!

"But what should we do about this guy?" At this time, a follower pointed at Alex, the 100 million boy, and asked.

"He is an important prop! Our performance is not over yet!" The clown grabbed Alex, whose hands and feet had been broken, and said with a smile: "The game is in progress!"



"Look what we found? A police officer, oh, or a S.W.A.T! The elite of the elite!" A thug with a black hood on his face stepped forward and grabbed a special forces member by the chest.

Lifted him in mid-air.

The thugs nearby all shouted excitedly: "Burn him, burn him, burn him."

These people are all crazy!!!

"Headquarters! Headquarters! Headquarters! Requesting support! Requesting support! Requesting support!!!"


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