Stark drove his Ferrari FXX speeding down the street, nimbly avoiding the police and a bunch of strange guys.

He can't reveal his identity, otherwise tomorrow's media headlines will be about Iron Man driving drunk and driving while being suspected of robbing a bank.

The Los Angeles police are actually "discerning people." A guy who can afford to drive a Ferrari FXX on the streets cannot be a bank robber.

The price of this car is more than the total cash in the bank that was robbed!

Thinking about the terrible price of the Bugatti that was damaged before, and the fat middle-aged man with ridiculous glasses who angrily shouted for a lawyer, these policemen were all panicking.

So when the police surrounded Stark, they just dealt with it, as long as they didn't let him enter the area near the bank.

But a few vigilantes in blue uniforms didn’t think so...

A young blond man wearing a blue tight-fitting uniform and holding a bat was standing on the roof of a building. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with Stark's driving behavior.

The moment the Ferrari came into his sight, a baseball popped out from a launcher on the ground and landed just on his side.

Then the young man swung the bat hard and hit the baseball.

After a muffled "bang" sound, the baseball rushed towards the Ferrari with a terrifying roar...

Looking at the direction of the baseball's flight, it is clearly heading towards the driver's cab.

Watching the Ferrari flash quickly, although the baseball penetrated its co-pilot, it did not prevent it from escaping from the police blockade...

The blond young man whistled, picked up the radio sarcastically and said: "Are all the police in Los Angeles useless? Can't catch two cars?"

"That's enough Ruben, your job is to watch the streets and don't give the bank robbers a chance to escape."

Johnny Stone's voice unexpectedly came over the radio, and it seemed to be very intimidating to the baseball kid.

Baseball boy Ruben didn't dare to talk nonsense to Johnny. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "OK OK, you are the boss!"

But can't you really be faster? How many bank robbers need to waste so much time?

Ryan helped me book an exclusive interview, and the host was very hot..."

…………

JJ parked the car in a safe place, then walked to the outside area blocked by the police and watched with cold eyes what was going on inside.

Cassel was being held up by two policemen, swearing and greeting a big white man in blue tights not far away.

When one of the policemen impatiently took off the ridiculous glasses on his face, Cassel wailed and shouted: "Look what you have done? You have cost me tens of thousands of dollars..."

Why are you arresting me? I violated that law?

Just wait, I'm going to call my lawyer, and I want you all to die!"

A middle-aged policeman looked at Cassel's expensive suit and the Rolex on his wrist. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Sir, you speeded into the blocked area. We suspect that you are related to the bank robbers."

.”

Cassel suddenly stopped being angry after hearing this. He stood up straight and followed the two policemen while walking and said with a smile: "So you broke my sports car worth 3 million, and then dragged me out of the car.

A beating?

I have a driving recorder in my car, can I tell you responsibly? I didn't see any blockade signs.

What kind of bank robber do you think would commit a robbery in a Bugatti? How much money can that thing hold in the trunk?"

As he spoke, Cassel suddenly broke free from the restraints of the two policemen and walked towards a command vehicle with his handcuffed hands raised.

As he walked away, the man said loudly: "I confirm that the person who attacked me was not the police? You must give me an explanation? Otherwise I will take you all to court."

I want you all to get out of the police force!

Don't try to fool me, my fiancée is also a police officer? And she is the toughest New York police officer in the world. I know your case handling procedures well.

A bank robbery only requires blocking off a maximum of 3 streets? But you blocked 10? I don't even see a fucking bank anywhere.

I clearly saw the TV media inside just now. Not only did you violate the procedures and let people from non-law enforcement departments enter, but you also assisted those people in handling the case as if they were making a movie.

You don't care about the hostages in the bank at all..."

Cassel's shouts brought the surrounding media to a collective climax. Did they know that a colleague had entered the blockade? And they knew that a live TV broadcast was currently taking place.

Why can they get in but I can't? Playing devil's advocate is a compulsory course among colleagues, and Cassell has already made the reasons clear.

The middle-aged policeman looked at the "terrible" flashing lights nearby. He and his partner looked at each other, smiled bitterly and caught up with Cassel, saying: "Sir? I don't know what you are talking about? But you are obstructing official business now."

, I have the right to arrest you.

I believe you don’t want any harm to the hostages in the bank because of you.”

Cassel sat on the pedal of the command vehicle and blocked the entrance. He reached out and tapped the law enforcement recorder on the chest of the middle-aged policeman. He sneered and said: "This is ten blocks away from the bank. Should I stop you from going in to save people?"

Did it stop you from handling the case?

Police officer? Protect your body camera? Soon my lawyer will ask you for evidence? There is evidence that you lied, threatened, and handled the case illegally.

Oh, remind your people to protect my damaged car, the driving recorder on it will also become evidence."

As he said that, Cassel looked at the middle-aged policeman who wanted to touch the chest recorder. He stretched out his index finger and shook it, then took out a recording pen from his inner pocket and said with a smile: "Don't think about other things.

You are just a small role...

I'm not targeting you, but you must cooperate with me, otherwise you will definitely become a scapegoat in the end.

Believe me, my guy has left. He will find me the best lawyers in the world. The Los Angeles Police Department will face a sky-high lawsuit and you will definitely lose...

You are standing in front of me now. Who do you think is the unlucky one in the end?

If you don't want to be treated unfairly, you should protect me from now on.

Someone on the LAPD has to be responsible for this, and I don't think that person should be you!

A guy knocked my car over with a baseball, and a guy dragged me out of the car and punched me in the face.

I swear I was very cooperative, and I have proof!"

The middle-aged policeman was really restrained...

He has a family and a family, and being a police officer is just a job to make ends meet.

If Cassel makes such a fuss, he will definitely be in bad luck!

As Cassell said, it is common practice to find a scapegoat. Otherwise, would the boss of the police force be required to resist the thunder?

After struggling for a moment, the middle-aged policeman looked at Cassell and said: "Sir, we confirm that you were being chased by a police car at the time. My colleague reported that you were speeding on the promenade."

Cassel laughed in anger. He glared at the middle-aged policeman and said, "So you are going to dispatch mutants to catch people speeding? I am a senior member of the Mutant Union. How come I don't know that the Los Angeles Police Department cooperates with the union?

I can responsibly tell you that I have been driving normally after leaving the promenade, because I am not a speedster, and I will not drive randomly in crowded places.

My driving fast is just a joke among friends, and I don’t mind taking responsibility for it, but it must be within a reasonable and legal scope.”

As he spoke, Cassel looked at the completely panicked middle-aged policeman and said with a smile: "Man, I won't embarrass you. What you have to do now is tell the matter to a guy who can take charge.

I won't stop you from catching the bad guys. I am the bad guy myself, and you caught me!

Don’t say things like ‘go back to the police station first’, my lawyer is already on the way, believe me, your results will be even worse if you go to the police station.”

…………

Alvin parked the classic car on the side of the road and ran a few hundred meters to the scene.

He fixed his hair with hair wax and wore a pair of big sunglasses on his face. He looked like a playboy having fun at the beach.

After finding JJ, Alvin watched Richard getting angry at the two policemen.

The policemen next to him walked around him as if they were avoiding an infectious disease, as if they were afraid that they would be infected by him.

Looking at Cassel's bulging cheeks, Alvin frowned and said, "What is going on? Cassel dares to fight against the police?"

JJ shook his head with a cold face and said: "No, they had already thrown the police away, but after entering, Cassel was first beaten to pieces of the car, and then a guy pulled him out of the car and punched him.

Those guys didn't attack Cassell because he broke the law, but because they felt uncomfortable with him driving around in a luxury car.

Those guys were wearing tight-fitting blue combat uniforms, but they didn't look like police officers at all, they looked like a bunch of cynical idiots."

When Alvin heard this, he looked a little ugly and said, "Are you sure?"

JJ nodded firmly and said, "Of course, no policeman in the world would take the initiative to smash a Bugatti under such circumstances."

As he spoke, JJ looked at Alvin and said, "Boss, should we go get Cassel out and let him sign the check first?"

Alvin watched Cassel fold his arms and sternly refused the middle-aged policeman to remove his handcuffs.

He walked to the side and leaned against the front of a shiny black SUV and lit a cigar for himself. Alvin looked at JJ and said with a smile: "A bank robbery is taking place inside. Go and notify Cassel and ask him not to be there."

If there is trouble here, call King Bin by the way. He should be in Los Angeles and ask him to organize a team of lawyers to wait at the police station.

If you break the law, you have to admit it and follow the formal procedures, otherwise I won’t be able to cause trouble to those bad policemen.”

As he spoke, Alvin looked at JJ, who was a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "Casel is like this, are you embarrassed to ask for a bet from him?"

JJ looked at Alvin seriously and said, "Boss, business is business. What does helping him get revenge have to do with gambling?"

Alvin looked at the serious JJ in "shock" and laughed and said: "Then you have to get Cassel out first. Go over and tell him to let him leave that place. The police will treat you as their savior."

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JJ nodded and turned around and walked towards the cordon set up by the police. The old black man pushed a few policemen a few times, then pointed at Cassel and said something when the policemen pressed their holsters, and then made a
To be continued...