The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 124: That man is coming!
A convoy was traveling through the city.

There were five vehicles in the convoy, the two in the front led the way, the two in the back were the rear guard, and the one in the middle was the main vehicle.

In addition to these jeeps, there were Los Angeles Highway Police leading the way.

Their target was Los Angeles International Airport.

At this time, in the middle car, Thompson's face was swollen like a pig's head, but this did not stop this annoying guy from continuing to shout.

"Oh, Robin, what did I say? You can't do anything!"

Robin glanced at Thompson next to him and snorted, "Shut up, Thompson. Doesn't your face hurt?"

Thompson was not angry. Instead, he said sarcastically, "Don't look like that, Agent Robin. Where is the arrogance you had when you arrested me before? Just wait. As soon as I return to New York, you, Jim, and those bastards who attacked me will not be able to escape!"

An FBI agent nearby couldn't help but say, "Boss, he's been chattering all the way. Can I beat him up?"

Robin gave him a look, then looked at Thompson: "What else do you think you can do, Thompson? I know how powerful the Chris family is, and I know that you were sent to California by your family to get rich. But unfortunately, Thompson, you are now covered in shit! Your political career is over! With these scandals, you will never be able to enter Congress again in your life!"

"What does it matter? Even if I can't be a politician, I can be a businessman. Let me tell you what will happen next, Robin."

"I will be released on bail immediately after I return, and then I will go back to my villa to recuperate. Even if the FBI continues to file a lawsuit against me, my lawyer will come forward to resolve it. This matter will be dragged on until a political deal is finally reached. During this period, I can continue to attend various parties and dinners, and my life will not be affected in the slightest!"

"As for those guys who attacked me, not long after this incident, they will commit suicide due to various mental illnesses. This has nothing to do with me. They must have found their conscience."

Thompson's voice was full of interest. "Jim won't have an easy time either. He may be proud for a while, but once this is over and Los Angeles returns to peace, all his past scandals will be exposed. How did he become the chief of the LAPD? He will be demoted from that position! He may even go to jail."

At this point, Thompson smiled and asked, "Do you want to know your ending, Robin?"

Robin said nothing.

Thompson continued, "As for you, Robin, you may be a righteous agent, but unfortunately, justice is the most useless thing in the land under our feet. You will probably be called back by the FBI next, and then they will give you a case and send you to a rural area, or they may ask you to investigate a particularly dangerous case, and you may die in the process of investigating the case. Are you scared, Robin? How about we make a deal?"

Seeing that Robin still ignored him, Thompson thought he was afraid, so he said proudly: "My requirements are not high, Robin. As long as you admit your mistakes to me now, I only need an apology, and I can let you not investigate that dangerous case. How about that? Of course, if you are willing to kneel down and pledge your loyalty to me, I can also guarantee that your position in the FBI will not change at all. What do you think?"

Robin looked up at Wilson, who had become a pig's head.

Even though his eyes were swollen to a slit, Robin could still see Thomson's pride through the slit.

"Bang!" Robin punched Thompson in the face.

"Ouch!" Thompson screamed instantly, and the people next to him quickly grabbed Robin: "Boss! Don't be impulsive, boss!"

"Why didn't I wait until those people beat you to death before going in!" Robin stared at Thompson viciously: "I tell you, Thompson, I know what will happen next, but I also know that this is still Los Angeles, not New York! Maybe you don't know yet, your background has been exposed! Everyone is looking forward to your death!"

"So, before you return to New York, you'd better shut your stinky mouth! Otherwise, believe it or not, I will throw you out of the car right now and tell passers-by who you are! And see if nine out of ten people on the street will come out and stab you!"

Thompson was stunned. When he came to his senses, he shouted angrily, "I will sue you! I will, Robin! You are finished!"

Robin raised his fist again. This time, Thompson was so scared that he quickly shrank his neck back. He didn't dare to shout, but only gritted his teeth and whispered: "Just wait!"

Robin curled his lips in disdain. At this moment, a voice came from Robin's headset: "Something's wrong, boss!"

"What's wrong? What happened?" Robin asked in confusion, "Did someone block the road? Which direction?" "No, no one is blocking the road."

Robin breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, so something happened."

"Our whereabouts have been exposed."

"What!" Robin's face changed: "How did it get exposed?"

"Someone has exposed the route map of our transfer to Thomson on the Internet, and it is exactly the same! Look around, there are quite a few people recording with their phones, right? Many of them are live-streaming and posting videos, and they have recorded our entire journey clearly. Do we need to change the route, boss?"

Robin did not answer, but asked: "Driver, report the situation."

"Everything is fine."

“Contact the Los Angeles Department of Transportation and ask them if there are any people gathering on the road ahead.”

Although he said that, Robin immediately took out his cell phone to check it.

As he refreshes the TT, he can see his team being photographed by passers-by, with a caption: "They are right here."

Then the voice of his subordinates came: "No leader, the Ministry of Transportation has confirmed that there are no people gathering in front."

"That's weird, why do they keep sending us messages about our whereabouts?"

The voice of his subordinates sounded: "But the road to the airport is jammed for the first few dozen kilometers."

"What? The road to the airport is blocked?"

"Yes! The Ministry of Transportation just sent us a message. The road to the airport is blocked and there are cars everywhere! It seems that they don't want us to send Thompson to the airport!"

"What the hell, when did the people of Los Angeles become so united? Also, we didn't announce it to the public this time, so how did they know where we were going?"

At this time, Thompson also found something wrong. He asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Robin looked at him and sneered, "You are lucky, Thompson. The people of Los Angeles love you very much. They don't want you to leave. Now countless cars are rushing to Los Angeles International Airport. They have blocked the road. Are you touched, Thompson?"

Thompson panicked: "Damn it! Robin! You are the FBI, you have to get me out of Los Angeles!"

"Where's that arrogant look you had just now?" Although Robin looked disdainful, he still asked into the headset: "Plan a new route to the airport. Let's leave the city first."

Before he could finish his words, Robin heard a sudden brake sound!

Then, Robin saw that the SUV in front of him flipped over for some unknown reason!
A long trail of sparks was drawn from the car door and the floor!

As his vision widened, Robin finally saw clearly that there was a person on the road ahead, and this person was the one who had the most fierce quarrel on the Internet.
At this moment, the anchor who was broadcasting live here was lucky. He was filming the scene ahead from a distant shoulder and yelled excitedly: "Look who it is! Who is it! The hoodie man is coming! Did you see that? He just flipped over two cars with two shots!"

"Great! I bet you a hundred dollars that that damn Thompson will not get away today!"

(End of this chapter)