The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Chapter 191: This is hitting me in the face

Suddenly!

   A helicopter hovered directly somewhere in Queens.

   A team of land agents descended directly.

   "gogogo!"

   "Break the door!"

   "Boom!"

   "DHS!"

   "DHS!"

   "Get down, get down, get down!"

   "Be careful, gun!"

   "Suddenly!"

   "Suddenly!"

   After a gun battle, a few punks tremblingly raised their hands and lay on the ground, looking sideways, bleeding from the hole in the body of the unstoppable colleague.

   Jack, who personally led the team, looked around the spacious warehouse where several apparently stolen vehicles were parked, and pressed his headset: "Base, no target was found, repeat, no target was found."

   Three hours ago, Lake just bought a new car Porsche Cayenne less than half an hour ago and was brutally stolen by car thieves at the door of the New York State Building.

at the moment?

   tracked to the last location of the vehicle. As a result, the vehicle is gone?

   Lake sitting in the homeland warfare center took a deep breath: "Jack, ask."

  He wants to kill.

but……

Compared to the feeling of killing, the most important thing is to find your new car quickly, Mad, that car Lake has just driven for at most 20 minutes, good guy, it takes ten minutes to come and go, and it is stolen directly. Up?

   is too rampant.

   This is the new car of the senior director of the Department of Homeland Security. It is not a cat or dog. The public security situation in New York is terrible.

Jack over there received the message, nodded, and gestured directly to one of the team members. Then, he asked the gangster who was lifted up by the team members: "About thirty-five minutes ago, there was a white Porsche Cayenne. Nine floors are new..."

  Lake raised his eyebrows: "Brand new."

   The new car I just bought, how come it becomes a nine-story new car, and it’s directly on the ground for a discount?

   Jack did not correct, and asked directly: "Where did this car go."

   The little **** shivered: "I don't know."

"Snapped!"

  Jack slapped the gangster directly: "Honestly, where did the car go."

   The little **** was about to cry: "I really don't know, I have been working inside just now, but I didn't come outside."

   Jack's eyes fell on a gangster next to him: "What about you."

   The gangster shook his head and hurriedly motioned his eyes to the colleagues who tried to defy the law enforcement and had already rushed to the street: "I was also inside. I only knew when I heard the movement outside. They were all outside just now."

   This is over.

   is out of mouth.

  Lake got up and said to Jack, "Kill."

  Jack nodded, and directly took out his pistol and pointed it at the little **** before.

"and many more!"

"……Say."

   "Generally, new stolen cars will be sent from our side to the upstream side. The car you are looking for must be there. Don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

"first name."

   "I don't know, we are only responsible for car beauty."

   "……"

Jack shook his head and raised the pistol he had just put down again. The new car that Lake just bought was stolen in less than half an hour. He must have been on fire. Obviously, the Department of Homeland Security did not want to face the anger of his boss. , But there is always someone to extinguish the fire.

"Wait!" The gangster looked at the raised pistol and shouted loudly again: "Job Lewis, he works with our boss and is also responsible for helping us set up the line. He must know that I You know that's all, don't kill me, don't kill me."

   Jack did not speak.

   Lake frowned: "How does this name sound and familiar?"

  Who is coming?

   The assistant Tiffany seemed to have thought of something. He flipped through the information in his hand, then took out a business card and handed it to Lake: "Sir, this is Job Lewis who sold you the car."

  Lake was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

   On the business card, the name of the sales manager, Job Lewis, is impressive.

   good fellow.

  The trick of collusion between inside and outside was played directly on Lao Tzu's head, so I just said, I just bought a car for less than half an hour, how come I was caught by car thieves so quickly.

   "Jack!"

   "In."

   "Catch him back to me, I want to live, do you understand?"

   "Understand!"

  Lake got up, sat and took a deep breath, and then walked directly to the outside of the combat hall: "Forget it, catch him for me, send me the coordinates, and I will interrogate him personally."

   Although the new car cost less than 50,000 US dollars, the 50,000 US dollars are all Lake’s hard-earned money. The real hard-earned money is accumulated by a little bit of salary and bonus.

   It was very smooth to find this Job Lewis.

  Because this product is still working in a car dealership.

   Jack and others took a helicopter and landed directly at the car shop, and then directly controlled Job Lewis on the spot. As for the others, they were also directly controlled.

   soon.

   Assistant Tiffany drove to the car dealership.

   Lake walked into the store with a gloomy face.

   After seeing Lake, this Job Lewis was taken aback for an instant with a panic and not understanding what had happened.

   That's right.

   Lake approached blankly and looked at this Job Lewis: "Do you know why I am looking for you?"

   Job Lewis returned to his senses, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"boom!"

"what!"

   Several other clerks in the shop screamed instantly, and Job Lewis even screamed while clutching his thigh.

   "Who is the boss."

"This one."

Lake followed Jack’s gaze and landed on a bald, potbellied middle-aged man. He said expressionlessly, “The car I just bought was stolen in less than half an hour. You brought a car theft gang and learned that your employees are cooperating with them. So, are you a black shop here?"

   Selling at a high price?

   Low price?

   Then sell it at a high price?

   The bald boss had cold sweat on his forehead: "How could we be a black shop? Absolutely not, absolutely not."

   Lake expressionlessly: "You mean I'm lying."

   The bald boss panicked and pointed to the other new cars in the store: "We compensate, and we compensate for the one you are looking for."

  Lake was a little speechless.

  Is this a question of compensation? This is especially a question of slapped him in the face.

at this time.

   Wow wow wow wow wow!

   People from the New York Police Department arrived here, but fortunately, the New York Police Department looked at the helicopters parked in the parking lot with homeland security signs and did not immediately open their camps.

after awhile.

  Jack led George in.

   Lake turned his head and glanced at George: "Don't laugh, I'm very angry now."

   George raised his hand, shook his head and said, "So, you made such a big noise."

   "It's a matter of face."

"Ok."

   George also understands Lake’s current identity. The senior director of the Department of Homeland Security’s car has been stolen. Isn’t this just a slap in the face: "What did you ask?"

  Lake cast his gaze expressionlessly on Job Lewis, who was holding his two bullet holes in his thighs and sweating, and his body began to swing: "I will ask you one last time, say or not."

   Job Lewis had a cold sweat on his forehead, but he was also a cruel man. He seemed to have seen someone coming from the New York Police Department, so he felt ashamed. He gritted his teeth and said with a trembling voice: "I want to see a lawyer, I want to sue..."

"boom!"

   "Lake."

   "What are you doing?"

  George took a deep breath and watched his forehead pierced. Job Lewis stared at him, looking at Lake with a little complicated: "Are you crazy?"

   talking.

   George looked around, and the sales staff in those stores seemed to be saying, "You look at the place even if you shoot. There are so many people watching here."

  Lake directly smiled coldly and said to Jack: "Cable News, the clerk here is involved in terrorist activities, bring me back, and the surveillance here is also brought back to me."

  Jack directly nodded.

  Lake looked at George immediately: "What did you just say?"

  George opened his mouth and shook his head: "Clean the finish. Let me ask you a question to see if any other car has received your car."

  Lake said thank you.

   Fifteen minutes later.

   The vehicle from the Department of Homeland Security came over, and one of them counted as one, and directly sent the owner and several salespeople in the shop to the **** vehicle, and then went directly to the Department of Homeland Security.

   in the afternoon.

   The authentication section of the National Land Building obtained Job Lewis’ call records from the communications company, but did not find any special numbers.

   Did you catch the wrong person?

This is impossible.

   soon.

   When the National Land Building was preparing to investigate the surveillance system that was dismantled from the store, news came from George at the New York Police Department.

   There are many car theft gangs in New York.

   But stealing a car is one thing, collecting a car is the same thing. There are many stealing cars, but there are not as many car stealing gangs. Moreover, there are fewer car collection gangs who can afford to buy into luxury cars.

   After George contacted several informants, an informant sent a message that a car collection team located in Hell's Kitchen had shipped a batch of goods at noon today.

  Lake directly brought Jack's action team to the Hell's Kitchen.

   George is already here.

   But...

   What catches the eye is a corpse in a warehouse~lightnovelpub.net~ You killed it? "Lake got off the helicopter directly and asked George, who had already arrived at the scene.

   George stared: "How is it possible."

at this time.

   A middle-aged man in a suit, tie, and greasy haircut, who looked directly at a lawyer, came over: "Director Edwin!"

  Lake and George looked at the man stopped by Jack.

   "Let him in."

   "Thank you."

   The middle-aged man walked over and passed the stack of documents and a photo to Lake.

  Lake looked at the information in his hand, then raised his eyebrows when he looked at the car he had just bought without tearing off the cling film, and then handed the criminal file of the car collection gang to George next to him.

   The middle-aged man said: "Our boss does not know this, nor does anyone here dare to offend Director Edwin. This is their criminal record. Our boss hopes to calm your anger."

   This is Hell's Kitchen.

no doubt.

   The name of the boss in the mouth of the middle-aged man is not difficult to guess.

  Golden Union!

  ……

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