The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 142: Equal Treatment

"What the hell is going on, boss?"

In the car, Lucas's old partner finally couldn't help asking, "Why did you suddenly attack the Liquor Gang? Aren't they still on our white list?"

"Yeah, boss. Also, what happened in there when we went in? Why were they all lying down?"

To be honest, Lucas never thought that what Xiunuo said about you being absolutely safe was really this.

This person is lying on the ground, how dangerous can he be?

But why did that bastard insist on letting the most important guy go?

Looking at the small truck running rampant in front of him, Lucas was furious.

Originally he thought that all he had to do was kill the Liquor Gang, but now, with this chase, everyone knows that the DEA is hunting down the Liquor Gang!

But Lucas has no choice but to chase him now, he doesn't want that guy to run away.

Lucas stepped on the accelerator and the police car caught up with the pickup truck in front.

Lucas opened the car window, saw the people sitting in the car, and shouted, "Lao Fei! Don't run! Stop the car and let's talk!"

"Fuck you, Lucas!" A Latino with runes all over his body yelled at Lucas in the car. "You bastard who took the money but didn't do the job! You will go to hell! You will definitely go to hell!!"

Before Lucas could say anything else, Lao Fei suddenly pulled out his gun.

"Fuck!" Lucas stepped on the brakes quickly, and three bullets flew out, hitting his windshield.

"Boss, can you tell us what's going on first?" The people in the car had already pulled out their weapons and pointed them at the pickup truck: "What is going on?"

Fortunately, Lucas had already thought of the reasons.

"Didn't you see? Someone is going to attack them!" Lucas gritted his teeth and said, "What we have to do is simple. We need to catch them before the LAPD does, so that these bastards won't be at a loss for words when the time comes."

"Who wants it?" A companion was about to say something, but suddenly shuddered: "I think I know who it is."

Yes, everyone knows who it is.

In Los Angeles, who else can take direct action against drug dealers?
That madman!

The madman who dared to burn contraband, the madman who dared to attack the FBI team, and the madman who dared to hang the LAPD deputy director on a street lamp!

Maybe this guy suddenly started targeting the FBI and LAPD last time, so these DEA members forgot that he made his fortune by killing drug dealers!

One team member couldn't help but say: "He has not forgotten his original intention."

"Now that you know, tell the people in the nightclub." Lucas' eyes were cold: "Kill those who should be killed. Don't worry about the consequences. Someone has already taken the blame for us."

But after this was said, no team member made a phone call.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"Boss." A team member said fearfully, "No, let's just deal with it as we should."

"What do you mean?"

"All we need to do is destroy the evidence. Let's forget about the method you mentioned, right? Didn't the Hoodie Man fail to kill them?"

"so what?"

The team member said with a bitter face: "So, maybe he just wants us to arrest the people and hand them over to the law? Look at what happened to those people when we went in. He didn't kill them, did he? If we did, I'd be scared."

"Next time we'll be hung on a street lamp."

Lucas said with a dark face: "What? Aren't you afraid of what we are doing now?"

"It's different, boss. The people investigating us still have to rely on evidence, but it's different for that hoodie man. Thompson was burned to ashes only two days ago."

"Do as I say!" Lucas had no way of explaining his cooperation with Xiunuo to this group of people, so he could only say, "We didn't see him in there."

"That's what we're worried about, are we disturbing him?"

"Then you make your choice." Lucas said in a cold voice: "Do you want to go to jail and face the drug dealers you sent there yourself, or face a street lamp that may appear at any time! And a hanging street lamp? Are you worthy of it?"

Everyone was stunned.

Are we worthy? The last person hanged was the deputy chief of LAPD, a guy with deep political background.

So next time if a DEA officer is hung up, this hoodie man will definitely feel embarrassed, right?
"He's already burned the contraband." Seeing that no one was talking, Lucas continued, "Does he care about what you guys said? He probably just wants these drug dealers to die."

"You are a wise boss, but forget about this news. I shouldn't have asked." The partner next to him took out a gun: "Just kill him?"

"If I may," Lucas said, stepping on the accelerator again.

Just as the police car was about to drive parallel to the pickup truck, the driver suddenly turned the steering wheel and drove into a fork in the road.

Lucas followed closely, but immediately realized something was wrong.

"Wait, this road is..."

A police officer's face changed: "No, this is not the right place, this is a fucking rich area!"

The team member took out his phone and checked the map. His mouth gradually opened wide. "Boss, we'd better get rid of this bastard within one kilometer, because there are at least three council members and six Los Angeles city government officials living in the community one kilometer away!"

"It's too late." Lucas looked at the place where the pickup truck drove in with a dark face, then gritted his teeth and said, "Put away the guns, we will follow him and take action after we get out of this way."

Everyone nodded.

But sometimes, things like this always happen as you fear.

The DEA was ready to stop, but Lao Fei, who was driving, stepped on the brakes.

Lao Fei still remembers what the devil said before he left: "You can't run away. The DEA has betrayed you. If you want to live, there are several important people in Los Angeles in this place. Take them as hostages, and you will have a chance to survive."

This is why Lao Fei came here.

After seeing Lao Fei stop the car and get out, Lucas reacted immediately: "Damn it! Kill him! He wants to take a hostage from here! When did this bastard have such a brain!"

The police car stopped with a sharp brake sound.

Before the car even stopped, Lucas had already pulled out a gun and was shooting inside the car.

Lao Fei was first knocked back to the front of the car, and then he began a passionate shoot-out with the DEA officer who had just gotten out of the car.

The crackling sound of frying beans lit up the lights in the surrounding buildings.

Some people opened the window to see what was going on, and some shouted to the DEA: "Do you need help, officer?"

The upper-class communities all have a different attitude toward the police, and after all, the police have a completely different attitude toward them.

"Go back! Everyone go back and hide!" Lucas yelled, "Be careful!"

Then, Lucas said to the people around him, "Cover me."

His companions immediately opened fire to provide cover, and Lucas took advantage of the fire suppression to run to the corner of a house.

Then he raised his hand, and the next moment, bullets rained down like raindrops.

Lao Fei, who was hiding in the front of the car, fell to the ground with his eyes wide open before he could react.

Lucas breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he managed to get rid of this guy before he caused more trouble.

However, the next moment, Lucas, who had just relaxed, heard a roar!
I don’t know if it was a bullet or something else, but the pickup truck suddenly exploded.

However, the people around were all at home and were not affected.

However, looking at the car burning due to the explosion, Lucas always felt that something was wrong.

Immediately, he saw the rising smoke and realized that something was wrong!
"This is fucking contraband! Gas mask!! Quick! Gas mask!" Lucas yelled.

Looking at the blazing flames in the wealthy area and the billowing smoke, Lucas knew that guy definitely did it on purpose!

The poor can’t be the only ones enjoying the drug. He plans to turn all the guys in the rich area into drug addicts!

(End of this chapter)