Chapter 336: Ambush, Sing Along with Beautiful Women

The little tattoos on the necks and arms of the two men on the Toyota sedan are enough to show that they are not good things.

Tattoos are not uncommon, from young and soft girls to old men in their 50s and 60s, if they are in a good mood, they may go to get one.

Those who like to have a strong hobby have a lot of tattoos on their arms and busts.

But the two tattoos are different.

In Los Angeles, no one dares to get a tattoo like this.

Some people dare to make random tattoos, and the technicians of ordinary tattoo parlors do not dare to give people random tattoos of these special meanings.

The number of crosses on the spire of the church represents his seniority, the subtle difference in the crown on the cross represents his division of labor within the gang, and the number of black blood drops from the crown represents the people he has killed.

In Los Angeles, where there are a lot of dead young people, there are people who dare to mess with patterns, crosses, and blood droplets, but such idiots usually don't live for a week.

With this kind of tattoo, when walking in certain blocks, the car may suddenly stop next to the car, and someone above asks: "Where are you from?"

Don't think this is a normal conversation, with this seemingly ordinary question, it is likely that a black muzzle is aimed at the person being asked and fired wildly.

Because since the tattoo proves that this person has a high status and kills a lot of people, but swaggered into the site of the tattooed opponent, the other party will definitely kill him with extremely fierce means to show his determination to maintain the site.

The two ambushers were also attentive.

They were all wearing long-sleeved shirts, and the cuffs and neckline buttons were still in use, except for a faint tattoo on the neck and wrist.

pity,

Luke's self-made applet quickly compared the corner of the tattoo with the tattoo of the gang in the database, and the agreement with the tattoo of a small gang was as high as 80%.

Moreover, just because of the appearance and temperament of these two, why did they stay just a block away from the dea building?

Although the United States claims to be liberal and democratic, in fact, people who should not be in a certain area really rarely appear in a certain area.

Even if it appears, it should be passing by, and there are basically problems with those who can't go.

This is not China. If you don't break the law, you can stay wherever you want.

In an area with a good public security environment, whoever dares to walk around dressed like a homeless person will be checked by the patrol car if they see it, and there is no need to find out who has violated the law.

Taxpayers and poor people are two kinds of existence.

Therefore, the safety of taxpayers must be guaranteed, and the unsettling factor of the poor should be wisely disappeared from a good place.

This situation can refer to Rambo in First Blood.

Of course Luke wouldn't help the patrolman, he just leaned over his head and watched the surveillance screen with Selena.

"Compare with the information in the database, and first check from the Latin American gang members." He said.

Selena hummed, her hands already moving.

In less than five minutes, she snorted: "These two guys are really not clean."

The two photos, apparently taken in prison, are of the two people in the Toyota over there.

Luke now has the support of the police station from top to bottom, and has long tried to copy some information from the police station.

Of course, this behavior must be illegal, and he has not obtained permission.

He made a small database of these things in the car, mainly targeting various sensitive people in the local area. The content was mainly gang members, and he did not dare to put other data on the car.

In case he is suspected and discovers the information of gang members, he can still say that he collected it himself, and it is difficult to explain the information of those powerful figures.

On the tablet, the names of the two are clearly visible: Domingo Torres, Paradia Mendoza.

These two gang members not only have previous convictions, but also several serious injuries. They are now on parole, but they have not contacted the parole officer for several months.

That is to say, it's no problem for Luke and the two to go forward and arrest them directly.

Of course Luke wouldn't be so wasteful. The two of them are now absconding at best, and if they are caught, they will only be jailed for a few more years.

Or interrupt them when they start moving.

Killing a police officer is a felony.

Even if it fails, most lawyers will not be willing to take on this kind of work. It will be blacklisted by the police system, and it will be difficult to have a relationship with the police system in the future.

The power of lawyers largely depends on the degree of close relationship with the local police and judges, and most of the district attorneys (d.a) responsible for prosecution are transferred from the police system.

Being on the police station's blacklist is equivalent to breaking up with the local prosecutor, which is definitely not good for a lawyer's long-term business.

Luke said a few words to Selena, and she picked up the phone and dialed Palmer's number: "Palmer, it's me, Selena. Are you off work? It's almost time. We have something to do. I want to talk to you, why don't we have dinner together, won't we bother you? Okay, we'll wait for you at the parking lot exit."

After hanging up the phone, Selena made a two gesture: "It's done, she said she will be out in twenty minutes."

Luke nodded with a smile: "I'll leave the car to you, and pass on the surrounding information to me at any time."

Selena moved to the driver's seat, and while watching the surveillance footage, she drove the car to the exit of the dea parking lot.

After Luke got off the car, he walked leisurely to dea's office building.

While walking, he glanced around casually, looking like a middle-year-old boy with excess energy and wandering the road.

A young Caucasian woman in close-fitting tracksuits, a white towel around her neck, a pedometer on her wrist, and a headphone cord flicking in a deep groove in her chest runs behind him, overtakes him, and continues onward.

The healthy light wheat-colored skin, the pulsating arc, is full of youthful and healthy breath.

Luke blew a short whistle and saluted.

The running beauty couldn't hear at all and continued her jogging journey.

Luke also followed with a smile and ran.

He didn't come close either. He was five meters away, and his eyes fell on the running beauty's tight sweatpants from time to time.

Mmm, it's definitely sturdy! He muttered in his heart.

Following this running beauty, Luke moved forward and finally stopped reluctantly at a street corner.

Watching the big and round part gradually move away, he slowly walked to the side of the road with a regretful look, fumbled for two coins, and bought a can of dr from a vending machine. pepper, he sat down on the steps, opened the tab, and took a gulp.

Hiccupping comfortably, he hummed "baby-got-back" in his mouth.

"i like big butts and i cannot lie

you other brothers can't deny

that when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist

and a round thing in your face…”

At this time, a beautiful running woman passed in front of him again.

Hispanic ancestry, a toned and rounded figure in a backless sports bra and shorts, and... well, the standard hot character: "Rogue!"

Luke: ⊙o⊙?

The beautiful woman also turned her head and glanced at him, her eyes wandering, and she chuckled lightly.

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