Chapter 18 Robbing the Police
During the day, the sun was shining brightly, but Zhou Qingfeng felt a little cold inexplicably. The neighborhood where he was located was extremely deserted. Although there were many pedestrians on the road, all of them were cold-eyed, burly niggas with fierce faces.
These niggas looked at people with a chill in their eyes. They never spoke loudly in the street. Three or two people gathered together and whispered, appearing to be sneaky. No matter what they do, their eyes are habitually looking around, as if an enemy might rush out at any time behind them.
Watching these niggas scurrying around in the street, Zhou Qingfeng had a Chinese face mixed in, making people feel like a chrysanthemum. He found the street sign on this street. Only the words North Brooklyn were on it. The back of the sign was rotten and there were several obvious bullet holes.
Damn, where the hell is this place?
Zhou Qingfeng didn't see the bus or the taxi. Occasionally, a few cars drove by the street, and they were all galloping, as if the back of the butt was on fire, and it was dangerous to stay for an extra second.
The street lights in this block were all blown up as if they were practicing marksmanship. Occasionally, there were only a few cameras left on the street. There is always a smell of urine in the alley, and from time to time, a few unkempt homeless people can be seen rummaging through the garbage cans.
Zhou Qingfeng walked in this neighborhood for half an hour, his stomach growling with hunger, he saw a Turkish barbecue restaurant on the side of the road, so he pushed the door and walked in.
There were several customers in the store talking softly in front of the table. A thick and strong aunt was sitting on the barbecue table. When she saw Zhou Qingfeng coming in, she stepped forward and shouted, "What do you want?"
"A piece of barbecue." Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the price list in the store and chose the cheapest food.
The shop aunt grabbed a knife, cut a few pieces of beef from a barbecue grill, added a few pieces of vegetable leaves and salad dressing, put it in front of Zhou Qingfeng and said, "Six dollars."
Zhou Qingfeng had been hungry for almost a day, and after paying the money, he picked up his knife and fork and devoured it. Speaking of which, Turkish barbecue is still a food that can be eaten in Laomei's territory.
While eating, Zhou Qingfeng thought about what to do next? Although there is no way to continue living in Katarina, it is not unacceptable. After calming down, he already wanted to understand that nothing can be smooth sailing, as long as people can live.
"I still have to find that mechanical dog called 'Dog Meat', that dog will be more reliable than humans. At least it won't leave herself halfway like Katerina.
I can't lose the bet with Tony Parker, if I see that hippie kid dangling in front of me with 'dog meat', I'll be pissed off. "
"But to get the 'dog meat', it would be impossible without An Ji's help. So now I have to find a way to contact An Ji."
"And then I also get some living expenses, otherwise I can't get the 'dog meat' and I'll starve to death first."
Zhou Qingfeng was so cranky, just when he was about to finish eating, the barbecue aunt put a cup of Coke in front of Zhou Qingfeng and said, "It's free for you."
"Thank you." Zhou Qingfeng was indeed thirsty, he picked up the cup and drank half of it.
But the barbecue aunt said slowly: "The nigger you killed once robbed our store. I cursed him to die on the street countless times, and today finally got his wish."
What? Zhou Qingfeng was immediately stunned when he heard the words, and slowly raised his head to look at the barbecue aunt. The thick and sturdy barbecue aunt pointed to the TV screen hanging on the wall of the store, which was playing the scene of the murder near the Target department store, and a reporter was talking to the camera about the deterioration of public security.
"Fuck it, I'm on TV." Zhou Qingfeng stared at the TV screen in amazement. There was a surveillance video of McDonald's at that time. The picture clearly showed the scene where he turned over and stabbed the other party to death after being kidnapped.
"Nice job." An old man in sixties sitting next to him gave Zhou Qingfeng a thumbs up, and even deliberately imitated his murderous actions.
He said with admiration: "You turn around very fast, and your strikes are very ruthless. You are Chinese, and your kung fu is great!"
Kung Fu, your head! Does your eye see that Lao Tzu knows kung fu? I have really become a wanted murderer now, do you still have the heart to joke with me? !
Seeing his big avatar being played on the TV, Zhou Qingfeng broke out in cold sweat. He drank the coke in one gulp, put down the glass, turned around and was about to leave the barbecue restaurant, but at this moment, the door of the restaurant clacked, and two policemen came in from outside.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't stop, let alone turn his head and run. He lowered his head calmly and walked out, not looking at the policeman's eyes, but his lowered eyes just happened to see the two policemen's feet pause slightly, and then naturally moved to the left and right, and their hands were all facing the waist at the same time. The holster is pressed.
Still recognized!
Zhou Qingfeng's Chinese appearance is too conspicuous among a group of foreigners, and it is difficult for others to ignore him. The TV screen on the wall also has his big head portrait, which is the best verification target.
I'm finished, once caught, I'll definitely be thrown into jail to death!
Zhou Qingfeng's heart slammed into a state of stagnation. When he raised his head, he saw two white police officers looking at him solemnly. One of them had already opened his mouth, and he was about to let out a loud drink while drawing a gun.
I can't get caught, never!
Be alert and always attack first!
The passive attribute Zhou Qingfeng had just acquired was aroused, and he rushed towards a policeman in a flash. The policeman's hand had just been put on the quick-draw holster, but he pushed the other's arm away with a palm and pulled out the Glock 17 pistol first.
Immediately following..., draw the gun, hold it, aim, the three actions are done in one go! Zhou Qingfeng's agility in a desperate situation made everyone in the barbecue shop exclaim for a while.
When they saw the police appear, everyone in the store felt that the young man was doomed. No one could have imagined that he would move so fast and actually control the two policemen in turn. The old man who had just praised him whispered again 'Kung Fu'!
Old man, you watch too many movies!
Zhou Qingfeng's breath was heavy at the moment, and the movement just now required a strong explosive force, his heart was beating like a drum, and a layer of fine sweat dripped on his forehead.
The two policemen, the one in front of them had their gun snatched away, and the one in the back had their hands on the holster, and they were deadlocked. Both of them were a little silly.
Their reaction after seeing Zhou Qingfeng was not unpleasant, and their cooperation was not without tacit understanding, but they all felt that as soon as they saw it, the situation had undergone a 180-degree reversal. I've never seen anyone move so fast, it's like a ghost's shadow!
Zhou Qingfeng pointed his gun at the policeman who was holding the holster, and growled, "Put the gun and walkie-talkie on the table, and handcuff yourself and your companions to the legs of the table. Hurry up, do as I say, Otherwise I'll shoot."
The two policemen did the same, put their guns in front of Zhou Qingfeng, and handcuffed themselves to a table, throwing the keys out of the store. The whole process was extremely calm, and after seeing Zhou Qingfeng's ghostly speed, no one dared to act rashly.
Seeing that the two policemen lost their threat, Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He closed the gun safety and wanted to stick the gun in his belt. But seeing the quick-draw holster equipped by the police, he shouted again, "Take off your clothes."
What?
The two policemen thought to themselves at the same time: Did we meet a pervert? When we were arrested, we had to take off our clothes.
The bloody clothes on Zhou Qingfeng's body were too conspicuous. He took off a policeman's clothes and trousers and put them on himself. Although it was a little wide, it was barely enough.
Gun holsters, walkie-talkies, handcuffs, and even chili powder, electric shocks, bright flashlights. When Zhou Qingfeng walked out of this kebab restaurant with these things, he looked like a street patrol in Brooklyn, New York.
FUCK..., I just robbed two policemen! It seems like the trouble is getting bigger and bigger, and now all the cops in New York will come and get me.
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