MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 175 Bazooka!
Chapter 175 Bazooka!
Roan and Ryder sat down in the living room on the first floor of Qian Baisi's house. Qian Baisi took the six photos with a very gloomy expression.
Just about to speak, a clear female voice suddenly came from the second floor of the house:
"Dad!"
Roan looked up and saw a six or seven-year-old girl wearing pink cat pajamas, rubbing her eyes and throwing herself into Qian Baisi's arms:
"I'm afraid~"
"Sorry."
Seeing the daughter in his arms, Qian Baisi's gloomy expression disappeared instantly, replaced by a face full of doting.
Whispered a few words of comfort in her daughter's ear, Qian Baisi raised her head and said with apologetic expression:
"This is my daughter, Donna."
Roan and Ryder smiled, and waved their hands to apologize to the little girl, blaming themselves for waking her up.
According to Mona's information, Donna's mother died when she was born.
The girls targeted by fate, both Roan and Ryder have enough tolerance.
The child's temper came and went quickly, and it was already night, little Donna acted coquettishly for a while, and soon fell asleep in Bai Qianbais's arms.
"She always does."
Holding little Donna in his arms, Qian Baisi wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, raised his head and smiled at Roan and Ryder:
“Always wake up several times every night.”
Regarding this topic, Roan didn't know what to say, but Ryder on the side nodded in agreement:
"I understand you.
I have a son who was like this when he was little. "
Ryder admired Qian Baisi very much.
Being a single father is not so easy, not to mention that Qian Baisi's child is a daughter, and he himself is a policeman.
The two chatted briefly about the child's care when they were young, and then hurriedly talked about business.
Looking at the six photos on the table, Qian Baisi looked dignified and pondered for a moment. He picked up one of the photos of a white male and said:
"I don't recall the name Joe Landry, nor do I recall a single case I've worked on involving him.
But I have an impression of this man, I forgot the specific name, but his profession is a lawyer. "
"lawyer?"
Hearing that Qian Baisi didn't remember the clues related to George Landry, Ryder's expression changed.
But hearing him say that the man in the photo is a lawyer, Ryder's emotions lifted again.
At this moment, Roan, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his buttocks seemed to be on fire.
Recalling that he had drank a bottle of [Danger Perception Potion] (Chapter 57) before, Luo An's complexion changed, and he hurriedly got up, took out his pistol and walked to the window.
Seeing this, Ryder hurriedly left the sofa, took out his weapon and asked:
"What's the matter, Luo..."
Before Ryder finished speaking, a flash of fire suddenly flew here from behind the gray pickup across the road.
Seeing this, Roan hurriedly turned around and shouted:
"Get down!!"
Just a second before Roan yelled, Ryder and Qian Baisi also saw the fire outside the house.
Both of them are well-trained personnel. Hearing what Roan said, Qian Baisi hurriedly hugged little Donna tightly in his arms, and got down on the spot.
Ryder had a bulletproof vest on his body. In order to protect Berbers, a single father and witness, he rushed towards him.
The next second, accompanied by a strip of orange flames, the shining flame hit the master bedroom on the second floor of the house.
Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded!
Boom—
The flames were soaring, debris was everywhere, and cars all over the street started to ring.
Luan, who was hiding in the corner of the first floor, was hit hard by the shock wave generated by the explosion, and his internal organs felt a burst of pain.
However, because of a bottle of stamina potion after meals every day, Roan's body's resistance to stress is far better than before.
"FU-K!
This is a bazooka! "
Enduring the discomfort coming from all over the body, Roan pushed away the wooden plank on his face full of anger, took out two shock bombs from his pocket without saying a word, and threw them towards the opposite side of the house.
Boom!
Boom!
Two explosions sounded, but unfortunately, the enemy on the opposite side of the house drove away immediately after firing the bazooka.
"I @%￥..."
Touched the wound next to his left eye that was cut by glass shards, Roan's face was extremely ugly.
I wanted to drive directly to chase the opponent, but a strong smell of blood suddenly penetrated Roan's nostrils.
Turning his head hastily, Roan saw that in the middle of the living room, Ryder and others had been buried under the wooden board.
The wooden board was lifted vigorously, and Ryder lay on Qian Baisi's body, his head was hit hard by the wooden board that fell from the second floor, and now he has passed out.
As for Qian Baisi, Ryder only protected his key parts such as his heart and brain.
Qian Baisi's two thighs that were exposed to the outside had two wooden planks inserted, one long and the other short. Blood was pouring out from there crazily, and the person completely lost consciousness.
The only one who wasn't hurt much was little Donna.
She was tightly protected by Qian Baisi. Although she was shocked in her sleep and had several small wounds on her arms and legs by the glass, she did not suffer other serious injuries. She was crying loudly under Qian Baisi's body at this time.
The neighborhood where Qian Baisi lives is not a wealthy area, but there are quite a few police officers patrolling nearby.
Saving people is the most important thing, Roan can't watch little Donna lose her police father after losing her mother.
Opened the system page, took out a bottle of [Hemostatic Potion], and Roan poured it directly into Qian Baisi's mouth where Little Donna couldn't see it.
At this time, Roan and Ryder also had some large and small wounds on several exposed body parts.
Although it was not deep, it was not a solution to keep bleeding, especially the wound next to Roan's eyes.
In addition, Roan still planned to hunt down the enemy, so he immediately took out a second bottle of hemostatic potion, drank half of it himself, and fed the other half into Ryder's mouth.
Didididi—
At this moment, the patrol police near this area also rushed over.
"FBI! My name is Roann Greenwood!"
Expressed his identity loudly, Roan immediately shouted to the three patrolmen who came:
"The murderer was driving a gray pickup truck, and he had just left here not long ago, you should seal off this area quickly!
In addition, the opponent just used a bazooka! It is not ruled out that he has other high-threat weapons! "
"clear!"
Hearing Luo An's order, the three patrolmen agreed loudly, with a clear division of labor, and immediately began to report the matter, applying to block the area, and at the same time called the patrolmen in other areas to come to support, and urged the ambulance to come here to rescue the wounded.
Seeing this, Roan wiped the blood on the right side of his face, and handed little Donna to one of the patrolmen.
Looking back, he saw that although the wounds on Qian Baisi and Ryder had not healed, they were no longer bleeding. He immediately turned and walked towards the SUV not far away.
"Agent Roan!"
Seeing Roan start the SUV, the patrolman holding Donna hastily shouted:
"The ambulance will be here soon! Don't you want a nurse to check your body?"
"No, I'm in good health, thank you for your concern."
Roan turned his head and grinned, the wound next to his left eye looked hideous under the light of the fire:
"I'm going to catch this guy who dared to use the bazooka now!"
For law enforcement officers, long guns and short guns have never been a concept.
NYPD kills an enemy with a pistol, and there will always be a bunch of people in the court saying this and that afterwards.
But killing an enemy who uses a spear, there are much fewer such people.
And now, the opponent actually dares to use a rocket launcher as a big killer...
Recalling the thing in the refrigerator and the photos on the whiteboard, Roan's eyes flickered coldly.
He is now more and more interested in who Joe Root Landry is.
Boom!
With a hard step on the accelerator, the jet-black SUV followed the path of the gray pickup and rushed into the distant night in an instant.
(end of this chapter)
