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Chapter 1296 This is a fucking fake gun!

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    Jiang Siming originally wanted to take the matter directly and call the general manager of the Lakers to ask them to send an American lawyer to drive these people away.

    But at this moment, the task dispatcher in my head rang.

    ¡¾Random Mission¡¿: Let these American police officers be embarrassed in front of the people of the world!

    ¡¾Task Reward¡¿: Reward a random high-quality new color fragment!

    ¡¾Mission failed¡¿: One random high-quality fragment will be deducted!

    Another new color fragment?

    He hasn¡¯t gotten the new color fragments of the Three Kingdoms yet, but a new one will appear now, and he must get this one!

    Seeing this task, Jiang Siming decisively gave up the idea of ??calling a lawyer directly and began to think about how to complete this task.

    A dozen American police officers rushed into Jiang Siming's luxurious mansion like a robber's den.

    They began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, searching everywhere for what they called evidence.

    Everywhere was stained and messed up by them, and a few vases were even 'accidentally' broken to the ground by them.

    Jiang Siming was indifferent to this and even sat in the living room with his legs crossed watching TV.

    These policemen thought Jiang Siming was afraid and became more brazen and even began to search the second floor.

    They thought Jiang Siming was too scared to move. In fact, they had no idea that there was an invisible camera following them all the time, perfectly capturing their violent search of other people's houses.

    "Sir, there is a room upstairs that is locked. Please open it." The police officer walked downstairs and said to Jiang Siming, again in a commanding tone.

    "This is my private bedroom. I don't want others to go in." Jiang Siming said.

    "We have a search warrant, your private bedroom, we have the right to enter."

    "What if I say no?" Jiang Siming looked at him coldly.

    The white-faced police officer sneered: "Then you are not cooperating. Do you know what will happen if you don't cooperate with the police in America?"

    "What's the end? I really want to know." Jiang Siming sneered.

    The white-faced policeman became angry, took out a pistol from his waist and shouted: "I now have the right to think that there are terrorists hiding in your room. You must open the door and cooperate today, otherwise we will take coercive measures!"

    As soon as the white-faced policeman finished speaking, his eyes were dazzled, and a shadow flashed across his face. Then the gun in his hand disappeared and was instead in Jiang Siming's hand.

    Jiang Siming played with the pistol and said with a smile: "The police in your world are not very capable, but their official power is not small."

    After saying that, Jiang Siming pointed his gun at him and looked at him with a playful look.

    The white-faced policeman was shocked, his face turned pale with fright, and said: "I'm warning you, sir, you are attacking the police and robbing the police pistol. This is a serious crime!"

    At this time, other police officers also came down. At first glance, they took out their guns and pointed them at Jiang Siming.

    When the white-faced policeman saw that support was arriving, he immediately stopped being afraid and instead put on a proud smile.

    "I'm warning you one last time. Put down your weapons, surrender, and follow us back to the police station. Otherwise, I can't guarantee how you will be treated."

    Jiang Siming smiled even brighter when he saw these people holding guns.

    A dark shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes again, and it disappeared in a flash. Then Jiang Siming came to the white-faced police officer without knowing when, and the pistol was pressed against his chin!

    Everyone was in a panic. They had no idea when Jiang Siming had flashed in front of them and held their captain hostage.

    "You think it's my gun that's faster, or your men who kill me first and save you, do you want to make a bet?"

    After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he counted directly: "I count to three, let's try shooting at the same time, three!"

    "No nonox 16 times!" The white-faced police officer was scared, he was really scared.

    He doesn¡¯t have the confidence to bet on this game.

    But Jiang Siming turned a deaf ear and shouted again: "Two!"

    "No, sir, please listen to me, please listen to me, we are too rude, we should not treat you like this, I apologize to you, apologize, apologize."

    The pride and arrogance of the white-faced policeman disappeared without a trace at this time, and there was only fear and fear on his face.

    Jiang Siming clicked his tongue and shook his head: "With your courage, how can you become the world's policeman?"

    The white-faced policeman¡¯s face turned red and blue, but he did not dare to refute.

    Jiang Siming not only did not let him go, but he also had a gun in his hand at some point, and it was not a police gun.

     But a Desert Eagle!

    "Do you think you are the only ones with guns? Do you think my gun is enough to smash your head?" Jiang Siming put the Desert Eagle between the white-faced policeman's eyebrows.

    At this time, everyone was shocked, how could Jiang Siming have a Desert Eagle!

    You should know that although America insists that guns are legal, most of the guns are long guns, such as shotguns and rifles.

    Very few have pistols, and the review of pistols is very cumbersome and complicated.

    And don¡¯t even think about the Desert Eagle, because it is too lethal and cannot be released into the market.

    So after Jiang Siming took out the Desert Eagle, they subconsciously thought that Jiang Siming was a terrorist!

    Otherwise, how could he have a Desert Eagle!

    But now we know that there is nothing we can do. Jiang Siming has held their heads hostage. Maybe there are a lot of terrorists hiding in the room.

    How could Jiang Siming be so calm otherwise?

    Thinking of this, everyone became suspicious, constantly scanning around and behind them, fearing that dozens of terrorists would suddenly appear behind them with weapons pointed at them.

    "Sir, sir, I want to tell you that you are really committing a crime now. Don't worry, as long as you put down the gun, I promise not to arrest you." The white-faced policeman was so frightened that his legs went weak.

    Most of the police in the United States can just scare ordinary people. It¡¯s strange that they don¡¯t give up when they really encounter tough situations.

    ¡°I¡¯m already like this, how can you not arrest me?¡± Jiang Siming asked sarcastically.

    The white-faced policeman forced out a smile and said, "As long as we don't say anything, no one will arrest you."

    "That's it, that's okay." After hearing this, Jiang Siming cooperated and threw the police gun back to them and put away the Desert Eagle.

    Seeing Jiang Siming put down his pistol, the white-faced policeman had an impulse. He wanted to directly ask his men to shoot Jiang Siming to death.

    But he also began to have this suspicion, fearing that there were other terrorists in the house, so he could only give up the idea temporarily.

    Go out first, then call the headquarters and ask them to send a large force over!

    Thinking of this, the white-faced policeman shouted to stop the team and took the people to leave.

    "But Jiang Siming's hands were shaking at this time, and the Desert Eagle fell down and hit the ground.

    Click!

    The Desert Eagle fell to the ground and was instantly smashed to pieces. The butt and barrel were scattered all over the place.

    All the policemen were stunned. No matter how stupid they were, they realized that this was just a fake gun!  Toy gun!

    The white-faced policeman suddenly became furious, and Jiang Siming shouted with a half-smile: "Oh, they are all here, they are cheating."

    The white-faced policeman was even more convinced that they had been tricked by Jiang Siming. This guy was not a terrorist at all, and there was no one else in the room.

    He was teasing them from beginning to end!

    The white-faced policeman is so angry!

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