The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 219: Be careful of getting hurt

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Xiunuo hijacked a DEA member's car and rushed out from the roadside.

Before leaving, he said, "Remember to call an ambulance for them."

Virgil looked at the burning contraband, and at this moment, he seemed to understand Lucas's despair.

At this time Xiunuo left, but various mobile phones here were aimed at him.

The guy who exposed him just now even came up with a cell phone in his hand, and said from behind; "Sir, the sweater man ran away, aren't you going to chase him?"

Virgil rubbed his chest and walked to his car, even saying, "I think I need medical assistance more, not meat? Why the hell did you expose me just now!"

"I think you need a fair fight."

Virgil looked at the guy's phone, then picked up his gun: "Here. Tell me, will my fight be fair against the guy who can turn this thing into this?"

As he spoke, Virgil took out a gas mask from the car.

"It doesn't seem fair." The guy chuckled and said, "Why are you wearing a mask, sir?"

Virgil looked at the camera of his phone and said, "You know what I do, right? I remember I asked you to call 911 for me."

"Of course sir, I asked my wife to help you with that."

"Oh, thank you." Virgil said with a smile, "So, now, please leave here quickly."

“Is it the vehicle that will explode?”

"It's because we are transporting contraband, you nigger! Get out of here if you don't want to die from smoking!"

The black man was stunned: "Sir, I'm live streaming."

Virgil was stunned, then took off his gas mask and handed it to the black man: "Sir, it's very dangerous here, please take my gas mask and leave."

At this time, the FBI office.

Robin heard the cheers outside and couldn't help but come out: "What are you doing?"

"Boss, look at this." Someone took out a cell phone and showed Robin the fight footage of Xiunuo robbing the car.

Robin frowned: "Who is this? Are they filming a movie somewhere?"

"This is Sweater Man. He's got a new suit."

"What!" Robin snatched the phone.

Then he looked up at his subordinates and asked, "Are these from the DEA?"

"Yes, boss." The subordinate chuckled, "It seems that we are not the only ones who got beaten. These DEA people couldn't even force Sweater to draw his gun. It seems that we are still the best!"

Someone responded, "If he had been wearing the same clothes when he fought us, it would have made sense that we couldn't beat him."

Robin's eyes widened: "What are you talking about!"

Facing the angry Robin, the subordinate just continued to chuckle, "This can at least shut up those people who call us trash. The DEA can't beat them, right? And there are the police. The Hoodie Man burned down a warehouse right under their noses."

Someone continued, "And the gangs, those guys are all dead."

"You guys." Robin looked at his teammates in shock, then he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly rushed to the window and looked up at the sky. He found that there was a lot of smog floating in the sky above Los Angeles.

"Damn it!!" Robin quickly closed the window and shouted, "Close all the windows, gas mask! Put on the damn gas mask!"

With that, Robin rushed into his office and dialed a number.

"Jim! Did you see that!"

"You mean the contraband that's on fire again?" Jim replied. "What else can I say!"

"All my men have been deployed." Jim's voice was filled with fatigue. "You really should have watched the news, Robin. This time he has burned four escort vehicles! In four directions of Los Angeles! When my men rushed to the first place, the second one was on fire. When they reached the second place, the third place was on fire."

Robin gritted his teeth and asked, "How does he know the escort route?"

"How would I know? This is handled by the DEA themselves. I have no right to ask."

Robin thought of something and immediately shouted, "These contraband items are shipped to various cities for drug addicts, but Jim, where are the places with the most drug addicts?"

Jim was stunned for a moment, then slowly said, "Is it Los Angeles?"

"Damn it!" Robin's voice almost screamed, "Contact the DEA immediately and tell your people to stop chasing that hoodie man! Now! Go to the DEA's temporary storage warehouse immediately! There are still a lot of contraband there! If that place burns down, Los Angeles will really be finished!"

Having said that, Robin threw the phone away.

Jim hung up the phone and looked at the person sitting opposite him: "Boss, did you hear that?"

Xiu Nuo looked at the videos he had watched online and said, “I heard it.”

He looked up at Jim: "This Robin is really smart."

"So," Jim asked quietly, "are you going to the DEA warehouse?"

Xiu Nuo shrugged his shoulders: "Chasing cars is tiring, and these are enough, aren't they?"

Jim heaved a sigh of relief: "Then I'll rest assured. I'll take people there right away."

Xiu Nuo nodded: "Remember to get hurt when the time comes. Also, bring enough explosion-proof equipment."

Jim was stunned: "Injured?"

"Yeah, how can you be brave without getting hurt, Jim."

Jim was completely dumbfounded: "Aren't you going there, boss?"

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "Of course not. I don't want to be hated by others."

Xiu Nuo was right about this. He did this for the sake of incense. However, once the things in the warehouse were burned, it was no longer a matter of incense.

No one really thinks that contraband drugs can only make people addicted and unable to control themselves, right?

This thing.
Overdose can be fatal!
Especially for those who are exposed to it for the first time, if it happens suddenly, they will die instantly.

The people in Los Angeles have been almost trained. This is Xiong En's base. Now is not the time when they need to die by the thousands.

Now this is enough to make Los Angeles crazy.

At least, there are no normal people on the streets anymore.

But Jim was completely dumbfounded now: "But if you don't go, we can't get hurt. We just need to stay there and watch."

Jim said, suddenly realizing, "Oh, you mean, you will go over there and act out a play with us, and we are the only ones who stopped your attack, right? After being injured like this."

Xiunuo's unpleasant look interrupted Jim's fantasy.

Jim was a little embarrassed; "Isn't it, boss?"

"I don't have time to act with you. Okay, I've had enough rest. Tsk, running around in California is really tiring. I really miss the time when I could fly." Xiu Nuo stretched and said, "By the way, think about it, who needs contraband the most right now?"

Jim was stunned at first, then his expression became interesting: "I'll go right away!!"

Jim already knew who it was!
Those drug addicts who have been hungry for almost three days!

(End of this chapter)