Chapter 489 The Ghost Nun Takes Action

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Xiao casually took out a certificate, her voice was still very slow, and it sounded like she was deliberately mocking to a few outsiders.

"See clearly, LAPD! Dominic Toledo, you have been arrested for fifteen counts of theft, endangering public safety, illegal driving, illegal modification, illegal possession of a firearm, causing disability... It's gone!"

Dominic didn't dare to resist when a lot of pistols were pointed at his head. He was a tyrant, not Thanos. His head was not as hard as bullets. With a 'click', he was handcuffed. Brian, the FBI agent, couldn't see what happened. What happened, his good friend and brother-in-law was arrested by the Los Angeles Police Department.

Recently, Charlie's side has repeatedly solved major and important cases, and even the efficiency of the prosecutor's office has also improved a lot.

My eldest, bald-headed Dominic Toledo didn't bother to explain at all. He confessed to what he had committed, and was sentenced to a 25-year prison term in court, with no parole.

FBI agent Brian, who was full of love with Dominic Key and got on his sister again, wanted to help, but Charlie pressed it directly, even if the FBI's level was higher than that of the Los Angeles Police Department, it was useless.

One is the big boss of the police station, the other is the pawn of the FBI, and they are not the same level at all.

The arrest of Dominic was just a small matter, and collecting evidence of the drug lord was a big deal.

Confused and searched, the effect is very poor. This Braga is a very traditional and cautious person. He doesn't trust computers at all, let alone the network. All transaction records are traditional ledgers, and no one except himself. Know where the ledger is.

Shaw also only got in touch with the organizer of the underground racing, Campos, a Mexican who is said to be Braga's loyal younger brother.

Xiao’s suggestion to capture Campos for extorting a confession was rejected by Bella. Xiao is a living person now, and a living person will leave traces when he does things. Even if he wants to extort a confession, she should not be a living person who does it.

Technology doesn't help much, Bella can only send a supernatural hand to solve this problem, she sent a ghost nun!

The breaking point was the little Mexican guy named Campos.

There is no drug lord called Braga in this world. That’s why the FBI and the Los Angeles Police Department couldn’t find it no matter how hard they looked. The real Braga was just a fake identity. Campos, the little man who organized the game, looked in the mirror. No one knows who Braga is, only he knows the truth because he is Braga.

The status of Mexicans in the European and American circles has always been low. Braga is short, dark-skinned, and unattractive. This is a European and American version of 'I don't look like a man' fell shame.

How to do it? This little Mexican made out a vest called Braga and hid himself aside, as if he was just a loyal little brother who organized racing.

He has always imagined that he can have a majestic face and a tall and strong body, but unfortunately these things are all innate. In the mirror, he is still small, curly, big nose, big face, let alone majesty, he Looking at it for myself, I feel that I don't look like a drug lord, but a comedian.

Um? While looking in the mirror, he suddenly found a dark figure floating in the mirror. He hurriedly turned his head and looked around, but there was nothing behind him.

He took out his pistol warily and pressed the emergency call on his mobile phone. He was usually pretending to be a pig, but not a pig. There were always a few of his subordinates who knew his true identity. At this time, three strong and powerful men were He rushed in in a hurry.

"boss?"

"There are enemies?"

They looked around the house and didn't see anything unusual. They felt that their boss was a little nervous.

The little Campos didn't think so. He was able to mix well in Mexico and Los Angeles, and he could survive until now in the face of the pursuit of police and gangs in many places. He relied on his premonition of the crisis. Without hesitation, he called his subordinates.

"Let's get out of here first.

"Intuition is dangerous, and he trusts his intuition.

He let one of his men go in front, two behind, and a very safe formation to go out.

"Ah!" There was a scream behind him, and he hurriedly turned around to find that there was only one person left behind him.

"Bang Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and when he looked at the front, he found that the subordinate in front had also disappeared.

"What the hell?!" This time he saw a shadow, a shadow grabbed his hand and got into the wall.

wall? He walked over and reached out to touch it. The wall was a little wet. With the help of the dim light, he carefully looked at his hand. His fingers were covered in blood, and the bright red blood was seeping out from the wall, as if his subordinates were suddenly blocked. Like entering a wall...

how can that be? How did a great living man get into the wall?

"Boss... Boss! There! There!" The last remaining subordinate pointed at the mirror in horror. Inside the mirror appeared a nun with a black robe and black hat with a face like a ghost, and the nun was staring at it. them.

"Bang bang bang bang-" Campos was more courageous than his men, he shot with a gun, and the mirror was shattered by him.

"What happened?"

"What's wrong?!"

"What the hell are you doing, Campos?"

Many subordinates and bodyguards outside the nightclub did not know his true identity, thinking he was just a small leader who organized underground racing. At this time, a group of people heard the gunshots and rushed in, reminding Bella that the long-legged beauty was also in it.

Everything was weird tonight, Campos made up his mind.

"Let's go! Let's go now and leave Los Angeles tonight! I'll explain it to the boss."

He used his vest number to convince everyone. Now the situation is unclear. The more men on his side, the better.

A group of more than 20 people rushed out with weapons in hand.

The younger brothers didn't know what was going on, and ran after them like headless flies.

Running and running, they felt something was wrong.

"Cambos, where is this going! Why is this road so desolate!"

"Yeah, why do I feel colder and colder?"

"Ah? Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you before?"

Campos looked back and felt his scalp was about to explode.

There are only more than 20 subordinates on his side, what about now? Behind him, Wu Yangyang followed a large group of people, at least more than 50 people. Many of them looked familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, they found that they didn't know him at all, and many of his subordinates looked at him with strange smiles.

No matter how determined Campos was, he couldn't take it anymore.

They were supposed to run out of the nightclub, pick up the car in the underground parking lot, and leave Los Angeles.

But now this is a wasteland, with tombs full of crosses in sight, and the cold wind of the night pouring straight into his neck, he felt cold from the soles of his feet to his brain, and the extreme fear made his whole body numb.