The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 120
People sitting in front of the TV and holding their mobile phones are all going crazy at this time.

The people of Los Angeles have fully experienced the bad things that LAPD has done in the past two months!
They killed more than half of themselves and found nothing!
Instead, cases happen one after another frequently. This is California, Los Angeles County, not damn Florida!
Even in Florida, the police don't do this kind of thing so often.

Our police chief wanted his officers to shoot taxpayers and the hero who stopped it is now suspended!

At this moment, the crowd surrounding the LAPD could no longer contain their anger.

"Catch that damn Thompson! He doesn't deserve to sit in that position!"

The angry crowd simply lost their minds and swarmed towards the LAPD!

When the LAPD guard at the door saw this situation, he immediately pulled out his gun.

The gun was pulled out in front of the camera.

Jim saw this and yelled at those people: "Put down your damn guns! They are used to protect our people!"

After all, Jim was an old sheriff who had worked in LAPD for more than 20 years. When the police officers heard this, they put away their guns without saying a word. Not only did they put away their guns, they also gave way.

The white strong man who rushed the fastest arrived at the door at this time, and a police officer took out his work ID and swiped it.

With a beep, the gate opened.

The sturdy man was stunned. He looked at the police officer, thought for a moment and said, "Thank you, officer."

The police officer twitched his lips and replied, "Have a nice day."

The marchers who rushed in originally thought that the police officers in the police station would stop them, but they saw that all the police officers stood up at this time, and stood in two rows, with their hands crossed and placed vertically in front of them, but everyone's thumbs were pointing in one direction at this time.

To be honest, this was the first time these marchers had seen such cooperative police.

Don’t they care about being held accountable later?

Not only that, the marchers also found that the lights in the entire police station were out.

Some black people had already stopped and looked at the police officers warily.

"Just received the news. The police station's circuit is being repaired today."

The black man swore that he had never seen a Los Angeles police officer smile so kindly at him in his life.

Many protesters who wanted to rush in and smash things up felt embarrassed by this scene.

It's so strange. So fucking strange!

Is this really still from the LAPD?

At this time, in the director's office, Thompson, who had seen the marchers rushing in, was holding his gun tightly in his hand and staring at the door of his office.

He was accompanied by two assistants and several sheriffs.

"Let the men stop these crazy people." Thompson was still giving orders at this time. Several police chiefs showed disdain on their faces. They were not as nervous as the deputy chief and his two assistants.

One of the older ones thought of something and immediately said, "We'll go to the director right away. Don't worry, we will definitely stop them."

Having said that, he was the first to run outside. Not only him, but several other guys also reacted and ran outside directly.

Staying in this office at a time like this won't end well.

The sheriffs who had just rushed out saw that some marchers had already rushed up the stairs. Perhaps due to physical reasons, not many people rushed up, and they were stunned when they saw the sheriffs.

The two sides stared at each other for about two seconds, and one of the sheriffs suddenly said to the person next to him: "Hey, man. Have you seen my phone?"

"Ah? Is your phone missing? Let me help you find it."

So, amid the puzzled looks of the protesters, the sheriffs who were sure to stop them actually lowered their heads and looked for something, as if they couldn't see them. Although they didn't understand, the atmosphere had reached this point, so how could they stop?
The first strong man rushed forward, but before he reached the director's office, something flew over.

He raised his hand to catch it and found it was a bulletproof vest.

The sheriff who threw the bulletproof vest was looking around: "Nar, have you seen my equipment? Damn, our police station is such a mess."

"Yeah." The sheriff named Nall also took off his bulletproof vest and threw it to the demonstrators: "Why can't I see mine?"

At this moment, all the protesters who rushed to this floor understood one thing.

There is nothing wrong with LAPD, look how cute these policemen are. It was that damn Thompson who ruined the LAPD for the people of Los Angeles!

The moment the first guy who rushed in opened the door, a burst of gunfire was heard from inside!
This frightened the people behind and they shrank back, while the others quickly closed the door.

"You bunch of thugs!" After seeing the first wave of enemies being 'beaten back', Thompson shouted in his office: "The anti-terrorist force will be here soon! I will send you all to prison!"

The first guy who rushed in and was shot and flew back was gasping for breath. The bulletproof vest saved his life.

Everyone was frightened by the gunshot and regained some of their sanity. After all, they were not affected by the evil spirit.

But after hearing what Thompson said, he instantly became furious again!

Someone smartly thought of something and ran up to the sheriff who was looking for his phone and asked politely, "Mr. Officer, where are the LAPD's police equipment?"

The sheriff's face darkened: "I won't tell you any information, understand!"

This guy is a little confused. What’s going on? Weren’t you quite cooperative just now?
"But sir." The man was about to say something, but was interrupted by the sheriff.

"Even though our code says that protecting our own lives is our top priority, we won't compromise with bastards like you!"

"Ah?" This guy was still confused, but someone had already reacted.

He rushed over, grabbed the sheriff, and yelled, "You'd better cooperate with me! Otherwise I'll shove your head up your ass, okay?! Take us there right now!"

The sheriff gave him an approving look and then left with his men.

At this time, outside the LAPD, several police cars stopped with a sharp brake sound, and a team of people wearing bulletproof vests with FBI printed on them rushed out.

The leader was none other than Robin.

The camera was pointed at them, and Robin just waved his hand, and someone behind him rushed up to block the camera.

Robin walked over quickly and pulled Jim away, then asked in a low voice: "Where's Thompson?"

"Why are you here?" Jim was a little surprised: "Shouldn't you be investigating the Kovo Group?"

"Someone doesn't want me to investigate, isn't it obvious? They asked me to investigate Thomson's malfeasance! They restricted my actions with a case I couldn't refuse. Tell me, where is Thomson? I have to solve this matter as soon as possible!"

"Office, you better hurry up."

"what happened?"

“He shot.”

Robin's eyes widened, "Damn it! No one is going to die in there!"

"No, my people told me that the protesters looted the LAPD equipment store and entered with riot shields and batons."

"Oh, fuck!" Robin turned and rushed into the LAPD, shouting, "Follow me, Jim! I hope we can find him before Thompson is beaten to death by a baton!"

(End of this chapter)