Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 515 Unlucky Jerry

North Hollywood, Los Angeles...

This is the worst place in Los Angeles with the worst public security. The rate of violent crime here is even higher than in downtown Los Angeles.

Jerry, a black guy with dreadlocks, was sent home in a police car at 10 a.m.

Jerry's home is in a dilapidated apartment community converted from an abandoned factory. The appearance of police cars in the community makes people walking around look vigilant.

The two policemen braved the unfriendly looks from the people around them and sent Jerry, whose jeans still smelled fishy, to his doorstep.

When knocking on the door, a policeman looked at the end of the corridor vigilantly...

There stood a skinny young black man with his upper body naked and his jeans hanging down to his knees.

Jerry hadn't fully recovered from the horrific events of last night.

He could sense the suspicion in the eyes of those around him. He tried to tell himself that he should bravely push the two policemen away and draw a clear line between himself and them, but the madman with the aura of a beast last night kept hovering in his mind...

His legs were stiff, his shoulders were numb, and he kept rubbing the palm of his right hand, because it once held the eyeball of a companion.

The person who opened the door was a young girl in a coffee shop uniform...

The first time she saw Jerry, the girl didn't show any joy, but pulled Jerry into the house as if she was rescued...

"Watch her, don't let her choke to death on her own vomit!"

The girl looked at the two policemen who were looking at each other in bewilderment, spread her hands and said, "No matter what Jerry did, I can't do anything about it. You can leave or wait for the person inside to wake up."

Daniel, who was wearing a police uniform, peeked into the room and saw a black man in briefs hugging a woman in underwear lying on the sofa.

There were syringes and tin foil on the coffee table, which was so dirty that its original color could not be seen. There was a large pool of vomit on the floor, and the room was full of the smell of marijuana.

The girl didn't care about the police's prying. She waved her hand in front of Daniel's eyes and said, "Is there anything you need my signature for? Hurry up...

I gotta go to work or those sons of bitches will dock my pay again."

Daniel listened, took out a form and asked the girl to sign it, then glanced at the young black man standing at the end of the corridor. He reached out and tapped his own eyes, then tapped the other man, and raised his chin provocatively...

After signing, the girl looked at the strange policeman in front of her and said with a frown, "Don't provoke them..."

Daniel raised his eyebrows and said, "They're scary?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "If you come here after 12 o'clock at night, you will know whether they are scary or not!"

As she said that, the girl slammed the door shut, trotted towards the stairs, and quickly went downstairs to go to work.

Daniel glanced at the old policeman who came with him, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that the Los Angeles police's deterrent power is not enough..."

The old policeman shook his head slightly and said, "Let's go. Police are not welcome here!"

After the two left, the skinny young man who was guarding the end of the corridor walked to the door of Jerry's house and knocked hard on the door...

When the distraught Jerry opened the door, the skinny young man asked very quickly, "What happened last night?"

Jerry lowered his head and whispered, "They're all dead. Johnny, Regan, and Kenting are all dead. They were beaten to death by one man..."

The skinny young man grabbed Jerry by the collar and made him look at him. After confirming that he was not lying, he asked viciously, "Did you tell the police anything?"

Jerry shook his head and said, "No, those policemen didn't know what we were doing. I lied to them and said I was robbed, so they let me go."

The skinny young man stared at Jerry's eyes for a while. After confirming that he was not lying, he pushed Jerry hard and said, "Stay at home and don't go anywhere..."

After saying that, the skinny young man turned around and went back to the end of the corridor, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

30 minutes later, Shanying, wearing a gray bulletproof suit, received three cups of coffee and a bag of donuts from a sweaty, swearing black waiter in a coffee shop in North Hollywood...

Looking at the shallow scars on the waiter's forehead, the notch on his left earlobe, and the various scars on his arms, Shanying picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip...

The slightly sour coffee did not suit Shanying's appetite, but he still handed over a 20 yuan tip...

Looking at the waiter's surprised expression, Shanying said with a smile: "Some environments are not worth adapting to. If you need to run, you have to run!"

Shanying said this without paying attention to the waiter's crazy look. He picked up his packed things and walked out of the store.

Coming to the passenger seat of the A8 and handing over the coffee and donuts in his hand, Shanying said with a smile: "The person we are waiting for is almost here. Tiffany, come with me. Dalia stays here to watch the girl. Give her some money after the matter is over so that she can change her environment..."

Dalia shook her head and said, “Boss, you are not the savior!
You can’t help everyone, and there’s no need!”

Shanying shook his head and said, “I can’t help everyone, but I can help those who are in danger because of my needs.

The girl inside was abused for a long time, but now she can work and earn money on her own. She deserves a new start!"

Shanying looked at Tiffany who pushed the door and got out of the car. He picked up a pair of sunglasses from the passenger seat and put them on. Then he turned around and said as he walked, "Let's walk faster. That kid named Jerry suffered enough yesterday. Let's make sure he doesn't suffer a few more blows today."

I don't know if it was because she met her ex-boyfriend or because of other reasons, but Tiffany's mentality and state were completely adjusted. She started to act and speak completely in the way of Shanying... The two of them walked on the garbage-filled streets. Facing the gazes from the homeless people on the roadside, Tiffany always responded with a warning look...

Shanying looked at the somewhat nervous Tiffany, and he smiled and showed a Blancpain watch he had just bought in the morning, and said, "What do you think of this watch?
Yesterday I wore a fake watch and was laughed at by a jerk, which made me very upset. "

Tiffany was stunned for a moment and said, "Just because a jerk laughed at you, you ran to Beverly Hills early in the morning and spent hundreds of thousands to buy six watches?"

Tiffany looked at Shanying's somewhat smug look and said curiously, "In my impression, you shouldn't be such a superficial person!"

Shanying listened and said with some amusement: "You don't understand, this is a man's desire to win!
And I always have to remind people who follow me from time to time that I am still here and doing well!

Is there anything that can better reflect that I am living a good life than spending money? "

Tiffany was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's have a party!"

Shanying was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tiffany with a smile on her face, and said with a smile: "You are right, relax, although things are not completely under our control, we can still deal with it decently.

Those people just want me to die, and what I am best at is dealing with life and death!"

As Shanying walked, he asked curiously, "What's going on between you and that Rosa?
With Camel's temper, if his daughter was deceived, he should have taken out a gun and shot the person. "

Tiffany said with a complicated expression: “Three years ago, I went to Quantico for training, and Rosa was my instructor.

The guy was good-looking, and he also patiently taught me how to face the internal competition selection of HRT.

I followed his instructions and became the captain of Hammerhead Squadron."

Tiffany glanced at Shanying who was stunned, sighed and said, "I fell in love with him, and a few months later I found out that he had a wife and children...

The officer who promoted me was Rosa's comrade-in-arms. He had always known about Rosa's situation but never told me.

My boss promoted me as a balm for Rosa's failed marriage, which made me feel like a powerless bitch."

After Shanying heard this, he shook his head and said, "Is it possible that you were promoted because you are really outstanding?"

Tiffany shook her head and said, "Boss, you don't understand. HRT is a man's world. They believe in strength, loyalty, professionalism, and ferocity..."

Shanying looked at Tiffany who always liked to dwell on trivial matters. He shook his head and said, "Then you are wrong. I can say without hesitation that no matter how you compare, I am definitely better than your boss or even your boss's boss.
In my opinion, the best soldiers should be organized, confident, tenacious, patient, meticulous, professional, etc.

Being strong is good, but being strong is not an irreplaceable ability! "

Tiffany was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your comfort..."

Shanying smiled and said, "This is not consolation, this is the truth. I still expect you to work hard for me in the future, so I won't use irrelevant things to fool you.

Although the suit you are wearing is a general merchandise, it is worth $4. I bet that the clothes of all the hammerhead shark squadrons in HRT combined are not as expensive as yours.

Money can't prove everything, but it can prove a lot of things...

Your excellence makes you worthy! "

Tiffany couldn't help but smile when faced with such a comforting boss, "Can I also use your card to buy things like Dalia?"

Shanying smiled and said, "If you are willing to do her job and make your boss happy every day, then you can also..."

Tiffany recalled Dalia's flattering look. She shook her head decisively and said, "I am still suitable for working with a gun..."

As they talked, the two of them walked downstairs to the apartment building that was converted from a factory...

Seeing two cars of the same model as the business car yesterday parked downstairs, two guys in white T-shirts and baggy jeans stood at the stairs of the apartment, keeping watch while smoking...

Shanying tapped his headset to activate the radio...

"How many people are there across the way?"

Daniel, who had been monitoring from the outside, said: "There were six people, two were on guard at the stairs, and four went up.

Our snipers are already in place and can cover you at any time..."

"Need not……"

As he spoke, Shanying strode towards the two guys who were on guard...

Halfway through the journey, he found two buddies looking at him warily. Shanying opened his arms, holding a stack of US dollars, and said loudly in Spanish: "Oh, man, I seem to be lost. Can you show me the way?..."

The two sentinels hesitated for a moment with their hands on their waists, and were bullied by the mountain eagle...

Just when one of the guys wearing the baseball cap backwards realized that something was wrong, Shanying quickly raised his right hand and casually pushed the guy's throat with his knuckles...

After a strange crisp sound, Shanying swung his right hand downwards and hit the other guy's wrist with the back of his hand as he drew his gun. Then he lowered his shoulders, twisted his waist, swung his left arm, and punched his opponent's right lower jaw with a powerful backhand punch...

"Click..."

(End of this chapter)