Chapter 969: The Game Has Just Begun (the Plot Is Stuck, I Will Update 2,000 Words Today and Make up for It Tomorrow)

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The New York police quickly received the news, and soon the headquarters sent Captain Harrison 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 scene 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 wait for the defendant to go to court, right?!" This is Los Angeles The voice of Chief Vaughn, the police chief.

"Understood!!!" Harrison immediately realized that there was a big problem.

The other party is obviously prepared. Once he succeeds, he will immediately arrange for the scapegoat to attack the prison. Attracting the police force of the Los Angeles Police Department, the golden cicada escapes from its shell.

This is a conspiracy.

The Los Angeles police had to go to the rescue. After all, it was the people of Los Angeles who paid taxes to support the Los Angeles police! It's not the Federation. They help the Federation catch the prisoners. That's a favor, not their duty. Although the prison is technically under federal jurisdiction, and local police like them have no law enforcement power, don't forget, this prison is in Los Angeles! Once the prisoner escapes, it will be the Los Angeles people who will be harmed!

How do they, the Los Angeles police, choose?

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 allowed these felons 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 off the thugs.

Those people stopped.

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

"Captain...there's something wrong with these people." One of the team members immediately said with fear.

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

This scene looks more like a zombie movie.

"Farke!" Of course Harrison knew something was wrong. "LAPD! Drop your weapons! 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 like they were beaten to death.

Ta-ta-ta! Seeing that the situation was not going well, Harrison shot and knocked down a person directly, but this did not affect the following crowd. The 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 won't 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're facing will pull out of their crotch? Buying a gun in this country is no more difficult than buying cabbage. Anyone could pull out a gun and shoot you twice. Too many police officers have been killed like this.

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

In short, it’s all a matter 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 that's the truth.

Being a police officer is hard work.

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

And then they were overwhelmed! Those thugs are not afraid of death at all!

This is not scientific at all! Even soldiers are not so brave and fearless of death! Is this really a thug? And not from the Middle East?

We simply don’t understand what is going on!

In fact, on the other side, the Joker'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 stupid guy thought he was saved at first.

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

"Hahahaha, of course! Those little cuties have all drunk my clown drink! They are fearless now!" The clown was jumping forward while laughing, and the whole person was about to fly. He was very happy! Very happy!

The clown drink was actually a little bit of aphrodisiac made by Phillips himself. Well, to put it simply, the so-called drink was actually a mixture of LSD! That thing was a powerful hallucinogen, and then the clown added some additives to it...even he himself was not very clear. Anyway, he added some banned drugs on the market.

Once that thing was drunk by someone...I can only pray to God to bless them.

Maybe the American people are more resistant to drugs?

In short, the clown didn't care about those people at all!

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

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

"He's an important prop! Our show isn't over yet!" The clown grabbed Alex, whose limbs had been broken, and said with a smile: "The game is in progress!"

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"Look what we found? A policeman, oh, and one! The elite among the elites!" A thug with a black hood on his face stepped forward, grabbed a special forces member by the chest, and lifted him up in the air.

The thugs on the side all shouted excitedly: "Burn him, burn him, burn him."

These people are all crazy!!!

"Headquarters! Headquarters! Headquarters! Request support! Request support! Request support!!!"

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