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    The partner snorted in annoyance, lay down a little, took another puff of cigarette, then raised his right hand and looked at the dark red cigarette butt between his fingers: "If you are unlucky and get a bullet directly, you don't have to wait for lung cancer. My wife and son will be someone else."  ¡­¡±

    Whoosh!

    A spinning black shadow suddenly got through the few centimeters of gap in the car window, cut through the cigarette butt he held up, and shot into the tissue box on the center console with a pop.

    The two FBI agents lowered their bodies almost at the same time, but their eyes were trying their best to scan around.

    The expected follow-up attack did not happen, and the surroundings were silent.

    The two of them shrank and looked at each other.

    Or the driver stretched out his hand, weighed his fingers and took the tissue box that flew to the driver's seat, and pulled out half a handful of exposed darts?

    The two of them looked at this strangely shaped dart for a moment, then suddenly their expressions changed, and they both shouted softly: "Batman?"

    The dart held in the driver's hand is completely black, with sharply curved blades on both sides like bat wings, and the handshake position in the middle is slightly raised, giving the overall look a slightly exaggerated bat shape.

    As soon as he shouted, the driver brought the dart to his eyes and looked at it.

    It was not possible to turn on the lights for surveillance in the car, so he could only look at the dart in the dim light coming from outside.

    Suddenly, his expression changed, and he pulled off a small piece of paper stuck to the flat side of the dart.

    He quickly took out a small flashlight, lowered the note between his legs, turned on the flashlight and looked at it.

    My partner has already asked in a low voice: "What is it?"

    Driver: ¡°An address, just three blocks away.¡±

    Partner: ¡°What does this mean?¡±

    The driver thought for a moment: "Let's report it to the boss first. If it doesn't work, we can go there alone."

    After a while, the driver hung up the phone with a helpless expression.

    The superior ordered them to stay put, and the backup team went to check that address to prevent the enemy from trying to move the tiger away from the mountain.

    The two of them could only continue to look at the street with occasional passing cars in boredom.

    My partner¡¯s cigarette was half-smoked when he was darted in half. He had already raised the car window.

    The dart just now scared him so much that he almost peed his pants, so he thought it would be safer to close the car window.

    As a result, just a few minutes after the car window was closed, a black shadow spun and flew in the darkness again, and stuck on the hood in front of the two of them with a thud.

    The two were so frightened that they shrank down again.

    After a while, the two people slowly poked their heads out and looked at the thing plugged into the hood.

    The second batarang!

    The driver gritted his teeth: "The employer only sent the car to be repainted two days ago! Damn it"

    At this point, he held back.

    He still admires Batman very much.

    The two of them looked at each other and got out of the car while covering each other. The driver took another piece of paper from the batarang with ease, and immediately shone a small flashlight on it.

    It¡¯s another address, but it¡¯s further away, five blocks away.

    A bad premonition flashed through the two of them and they called their boss again.

    This time the boss was silent for a moment and then said: "Okay, I will ask the nearby team to take a look. You continue to stand by. This may be a trick to lure you away. Maybe this is the direction in which the gangsters most want to open a gap. Don't  main idea."

    After the two hung up the phone, their partner swore: "bullshxt! How could Batman help the gangsters to deal with us?"

    The driver shook his head: "But this thing may not have been thrown by Batman!" When he said this, he was still looking at the center console.

    There were two evidence bags there, which contained the two batarangs they had just received.

    He suddenly said: "Open your car window five centimeters."

    My partner was surprised: ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡±

    Driver: "Well, I think the smell of your cigarette has not dissipated, it's a bit disgusting."

    The partner grunted dissatisfiedly, but still complied.

    Suddenly, the boss called: "Are you still where you are?"

    "Yes." The driver replied.

    Boss: "Without my order, please try not to move. If anything happens, please notify me immediately."

    Hanging up the phone, my partner was confused: "What the hell is going on? Why are we here"

    Whoosh!

     A black shadow spun and flew in through the gap in the window on his side.

    But this time someone had gained experience and had much better control over his strength. After the black shadow flew in, its momentum was greatly reduced, and it lightly bumped into the center console and fell onto the two batarangs.

    The third batarang appears!

    This time, the driver skillfully removed the small piece of paper with his gloved hands, dialed the phone and forwarded the address to his boss.

    He vaguely understood that tonight he and his partner were just messengers, the middlemen responsible for delivering Batman's information to their bosses.

    The boss¡¯s voice was already excited this time, and he didn¡¯t have time to say anything more: ¡°Very good, you continue to wait for the news.¡±

    In excitement, the boss actually revealed a bit of the truth - the addresses on these small notes were indeed messages to him.

    After hanging up the phone, my partner suddenly said: "Just now you asked me to open the window and lower my body just to make it easier for Batman to shoot darts in?"

    The driver lay back indifferently: "What else? Should I let him stick the dart on my hood again? Or on the car door? Repairing the car is very troublesome, so it would be more convenient for everyone."

    The partner was speechless and could only silently take out a cigarette: "Then I will smoke another one, do you have any objection?"

    The driver shrugged: "Whatever, do you want coffee?"

    "You bitch like a piece of shit!" My partner scolded angrily: "Bring me a cup of coffee made by your wife."

    The driver¡¯s expression remained normal: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I brewed today¡¯s coffee myself, and I was picking my feet at the time. Do you want more?¡±

    ¡°Get out!¡± His partner vomited and finally retreated.

    These two people didn¡¯t know that they were the two most relaxed people tonight.

    Their boss, for example, was on the phone with a red face at this moment, frantically mobilizing manpower: "I don't care, you have to send me twenty more people. I have arrested more than fifty guys, at least three of them, are  The identities of the remaining important wanted criminals in the bureau are still being verified. If you don¡¯t want to let the big fish go, you¡¯d better call me more people"

    Luke is also very busy here.

    In the past few days, he has deployed regularly patrolling drones in the area, as well as a large number of surveillance heads on top of high-rise buildings, and combined with the information obtained from the gang, he has targeted multiple suspicious locations.

    Follow the pre-planned route and check them one by one. As long as a group of unidentified people with guns gather illegally, they may be targets.

    If a gangster raids a den, he will come back and send a message once, asking professionals to clean the floor.

    After this series of purges, five of the sixteen locations belonged to friendly forces, including but not limited to the FBI, DEA, CIA, and the Department of Homeland Security.

    The remaining eleven locations are home to a large number of gangsters who come from all over the world to earn a reward of 100 million US dollars.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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