In the master bedroom, a middle-aged white woman, neatly dressed and gagged, was tied to a chair with a rope behind her hands.
Bang!
The loud noise from the bedroom door being kicked open scared her whole body.
She was already in a state of fear, which almost made her cry.
However, after seeing the FBI logo on Luo An, the woman paused, and then she hurriedly screamed.
But Luo An took a quick glance and found that the other party was not injured, so he ignored him.
The window on the left side of the master bedroom was completely broken at this moment. The moment Luo An broke into the room, he clearly saw a figure jumping out of the master bedroom from the window.
Running quickly towards the broken window, I saw a white man with an inch hair rolling forward on the grass outside the house, then immediately got up and ran away into the distance.
There were obstacles in the place where the opponent was running. Luo An could not shoot directly. Without hesitation, he jumped directly under the woman's astonished gaze. Like the short-haired white man, he jumped out of the broken window in the master bedroom. .
When the sound of breaking glass was heard on the second floor of the house, Lacey in the living room on the first floor also stood up suddenly.
After grabbing Mr. Chance and telling him to hide behind the sofa, Lacey was about to rush upstairs when she saw someone jumping into the yard.
Upon seeing this, Lacey decisively picked up the pistol and rushed out of the living room.
Bang!
As soon as Lacey ran out, Luo An's figure fell heavily beside her.
"Fu-k!"
Lacey was startled by Luo An who fell from the sky, but Luo An didn't talk nonsense and said directly:
"You left me right!"
After saying that, without waiting for Lacey to react, Luo An's figure was like a sharp sword and rushed out in the direction where the short-haired white man fled.
"Shit!"
Seeing Luo An disappearing in the blink of an eye, Lacey was shocked. After reacting, she hurriedly ran in the other direction and cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, I have to ask Luo An what he eats every day!
Why can he run so fast despite being so heavily dressed! "
On the other side, when the short-haired white man saw Luo An, who was fully armed but getting closer and closer to him, and who didn't look tired at all, he looked shocked and then cursed:
"Son of the Beach! What on earth is going on with this FBI?"
In his plan, Luo An was so heavily dressed that it would be very easy to get rid of the opponent. It would take at least two sharp turns and no more than four sharp turns.
But now there have been seven sharp turns. Not only was Luo An not thrown away by him, but he was getting closer and closer to him!
"People in front of you, listen!"
Luo An jumped over the trash can that was dragged to the ground by the short-haired white man. Luo An measured the distance between the two parties. After confirming that there were no obstacles between the two parties, he raised his Glock 18 and shouted loudly:
"If you run away again, I'll shoot!"
There was no way, the other party had never fired at him. If Luo An shot directly without explanation, he would definitely face some procedural problems later.
From a purely American legal perspective, being shot in the back and being shot in the chest are two different things.
And the other person is not black...ahem.
Hearing Luo An's words about shooting him, the short-haired white man was slightly frightened but not very panicked.
Because the hit rate of shooting while running would not be too high, he did not believe how accurate the shooting skills of this strong FBI could be. At most, he would just fire a few shots at random.
And there was a sharp turn ahead. As long as he took one more step, he would have a chance to get rid of this damn FBI...
The next second, Luo An narrowed his eyes and decisively pulled the trigger.
boom! boom! boom!
There were three shots in total, one of which hit the right back of the short-haired white man, and the remaining two shots hit the left and right calves of the short-haired white man.
Bang!
"ah--"
The short-haired white man screamed and fell forward to the ground.
Feeling the pain radiating from every part of his body, the short-haired white man cursed in his heart, but no curse words came out of his mouth.
"Run, you should keep running."
Slowly walking to the side of the short-haired white man, Luo An, who was holding a Glock 18, said coldly:
"Why don't you run away?"
The short-haired white man said nothing and just stared at Luo An coldly.
Seeing this, Luo An had some thoughts in his heart. Then he raised the corner of his mouth and put away the pistol. He took out the handcuffs and walked over to the short-haired white man, preparing to cuff him.
At this moment, the short-haired white man suddenly jumped up despite the pain. While reaching for the pistol in Luo An's waist with his left hand, he suddenly stretched his right hand towards Luo An's neck.
This is the moment that the short-haired white man has been waiting for. Injuries are a common occurrence for him, but in the end he always wins in the end.
The reason is very simple, that is, he has never been able to make a comeback and slap the enemy in the face when others think they have a chance to win.
But at this moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly hit him. The white man with a short hair was hit hard on the face, his nose collapsed, and his body was hit hard against the wall behind him.
Luo An punched the short-haired white man away with a straight punch, stepped forward, and then kicked him hard on the nose.
The nose is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. A critical blow can cause people to lose focus instantly.
Luo An's two consecutive critical attacks knocked the short-haired white man unconscious.
"You think I didn't notice your little move?"
Seeing the incredible expression on the other person's face, Luo An grinned:
"I will never let down my guard against the enemy, even if the opponent is shot and falls to the ground."
After hearing Luo An's words, the short-haired white man instantly spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
Damn, who are the people in the FBI now?
After taking a few deep breaths, the short-haired white man slowly calmed down, wiped the blood on his face, then looked up at Luo An and said coldly:
"I am……"
Bang!
As soon as the short-haired white man started to speak, Luo An kicked him in the neck and knocked him unconscious:
"I don't care who you are."
The actions the other party made just now to strangle him and grab the gun were not fake.
When Lacey finally arrived here with a pistol, she saw a short-haired white man lying on the ground covered in blood, and Luo An was making a call with his mobile phone.
"Just in time."
Seeing Lacey, Luo An hung up the phone and waved to her with a smile:
"The ambulance will be here soon. Take this guy to the hospital. Be sure to keep an eye on him. Augustus calls me back if there is anything."
When Lacey, who had been running for a long time, heard this, she stood there and opened her mouth. Finally, she sighed, held her forehead and agreed:
"OK."
——
Office area of Investigation Team No. 5.
When Luo An returned here, he found that Mona was not at his work station. He asked William, but the other party didn't know where she had gone.
"Roan!"
At this moment, the door to the conference room suddenly opened, and Augustus waved for him to come in quickly.
"Hello, sir."
Keeping the question of Mona's whereabouts at the bottom of his heart, after entering the conference room, Luo An found that Veranith was also here and hurriedly said hello to her.
"Um."
Veranith nodded expressionlessly, motioned for Roan and Augustus to sit down, then pointed to the old white lady in a suit with gray hair sitting on the other side of the conference table, and introduced in a cold voice:
"This is Mrs. Heloise from the CIA. The white man with short hair who stole Evander's laptop is her agent."
Hearing Veranith's words, Luo An was stunned for a moment, and then his expression began to look weird.
After briefly introducing the situation of both parties, Veranith straightened up and looked directly at the old lady sitting opposite her coldly:
"Mrs. Heloise, what is the situation in this case? Why did your CIA intervene?
According to regulations, the CIA is not allowed to operate within the federal territory! "
(End of chapter)
