I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

After receiving the news of the attack on Team A, Harrison immediately ordered that the members of the SWAT team escorted Hupps wearing black hoods to the rooftop from the independent elevator.

A helicopter disguised as a certain TV station descended from the sky and landed on the helipad on the roof.

"Hurry up……"

Harrison waved his hands, against the gust of wind from the rotation of the helicopter propeller, his team members took the suspect and walked quickly to the helicopter.

But Harrison and others didn't pay attention. A small red dot appeared on the rear wing of the helicopter at some unknown time. Just as the team members were pulling Hupus and about to board the helicopter, there was a sudden muffled noise, and a cloud of black smoke burst out of the rear wing of the helicopter.

"Sniper gun!" Harrison knelt down instantly, looking around nervously, while shouting, "Quickly, take the suspect out of here, quickly..."

Before the words fell, there was another gunshot, and a cloud of blood suddenly rose from the cockpit of the helicopter. The pilot opened a big hole in his chest and his body was tilted to the side, causing the helicopter that was still activated to suddenly tilt to the side.

The high-speed rotating propellers almost swept past everyone's scalp, drawing deep chasms on the ground, and finally collapsed. The helicopter fuselage slid out of the roof and fell directly from the roof.

With a loud noise, the helicopter fell to the ground and immediately caused a violent explosion.

The powerful Shockwave shattered the glass directly on the nearby houses.

The sirens were loud for a moment, and all the officers in the police station held guns and hid behind the bunker tremblingly.

They think there are really desperate thugs attacking the police station.

Looking at the fragment of the propeller that was only half a meter away from him, deeply inserted into the ground, Harrison felt like he was in a cold sweat, and his voice was a little hoarse. "David, Jim, how are you?"

After a while, the answer came from the headset: "It's okay, heads, we are all safe."

Harrison secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "What about the suspect?"

"It's okay, but..."

Harrison's heart tightened: "But what?"

"But he seems to be peeing his pants."

"..." Harrison grunted and gritted his teeth. "Hurry up and return to the building with the suspect... Keep your head down, beware of snipers!"

The other members of the SWAT team almost dragged and dragged Hupus, who had been limp on the ground, back into the building.

"Head, what shall we do now?"

A team member asked Harrison worriedly.

Harrison sighed and said helplessly: "What else can I do, take the suspect back to the detention room first."

When the helicopter was attacked, the convoy also encountered an extremely dangerous situation.

The two trucks flanked back and forth, directly blocking the convoy's path and retreat. Originally sitting in a wheelchair, the seemingly harmless homeless man opened the blanket covering his body, raised two submachine guns at the convoy and fired wildly.

Countless thugs jumped out of the truck's compartment, armed with various weapons, and the police officers who had beaten them were helpless to fight back. Even more frightening is that several rockets fired from the buildings on both sides of the road, exploding one by one the most violent anti-riot police cars.

For a time, New York police officers suffered heavy casualties and wailed all over the field. Roar desperately called for support.

"Humps, hurry up, we should go now!"

The thugs rushed into the prison car in excitement and exploded the iron gate. After opening it, everyone was dumbfounded.

Inside the prison car was a plastic dummy in prison uniform.

The thugs realized in an instant that they had been tricked by the police, and immediately turned around and prepared to disperse. But how could the beaten police let them go so easily.

Withstood the first wave of attacks, the surviving officers began to counterattack. After lighting up huge amounts of weapons such as RPG, and knowing that there is no Hupus in the convoy, the mobs were demoralized and immediately lost their fighting spirit, and they fell under the guns of the police officers one after another.

Coupled with the subsequent police support, all the rioters were either killed on the spot or surrendered. The activists of the underground gang in New York were almost wiped out in this battle.

Many of them were objects that John Wick needed to remove. The police action made him a lot easier.

But for the New York police, this operation can be said to be a failure. Both team a and team b were attacked and returned without success. Fortunately, Hupus was still in the police station and was not rescued.

Seeing the suspect, who was re-carried into the cage of the detention room, wearing black headgear, body armor, handcuffs and fetters, Harrison frowned and paced back and forth in the corridor of the detention room.

After hearing the news, Wolfe rushed to make sure that Humps was okay, and he was relieved and said to Harrison: "A team has also had an accident, and many brothers were injured."

Harrison looked even more ugly when he heard that, and sighed: "The prepared support team has already followed up, right?"

Wolf nodded: "Don't worry, according to the feedback from Team A, most of the thugs have been killed, and it can be regarded as revenge for the brothers who died."

Harrison shook his head and said: "In this case, our security force will be even more insufficient, and the escort task will be even more difficult."

Wolfe was a little unwilling to say: "Do you just give in and let those from NIA take over?"

Harrison frowned and said: "It seems that this can only be done. We underestimated the madness of those thugs..."

Before the voice fell, there was a loud noise outside, and the walls on the ground trembled violently. The overhead light flickered a few times and then went out suddenly.

"what's the situation?"

Wolfe didn't notice for a while and almost fell to the ground. Harrison hurriedly supported him. Hearing the faint gunshots coming from outside, his face changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "They actually dare to attack the police station?"

Hearing this, Wolf's face also changed drastically: "Fak, are these damn beasts really crazy?"

As the saying goes, the daring starves to death, and there is no shortage of smart people in the gang. They took advantage of the police station's big fanfare and sent out most of the elite police forces to perform escort tasks. When the rear forces were empty, they directly organized manpower to attack the police station headquarters.

At the moment New York Police Department’s luxurious front door, low-key back door, and closed parking lot entrance were all attacked by car bombs.

In the smoke billowing, dozens of heavily armed men in black masks rushed into the police station and killed them when they saw them.

At the moment New York Police Department headquarters, except for Harrison's special police team, the rest are not middle-level or higher officials, but small police officers in charge of logistics and paperwork.

Compared with these militants who have obviously undergone rigorous training and are armed with heavy firepower such as military rifles and machine guns, these police officers with small pistols are like harmless little sheep, unable to provide any effective resistance.

"I'll take people to block them. Go to Roar and call for support." Harrison twisted Wolfe's collar and roared wildly, "NIA, National Guard, or even the army will do. "

Wolfe didn’t care that Harrison’s saliva was sprayed on his face, and he nodded heavily and murmured, “I’ve been monitoring it. New York’s gangs simply cannot have such power, nor do they have the courage to attack. Our police station."

Harrison gritted his teeth and said, "Gotham, have you forgotten the lunatics in Gotham City?"

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