The Best of The Worst

Chapter 4: young! that's nice

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"Oh no!"

With a loud bang, the grey "colored" car flew out in an instant, and was hit by an oncoming discus at a rapid speed. The car instantly lost control and rushed towards the wall of an alley without any more movement. .

The police car looked at the scene in front and felt a little "hairy" in its heart. It drove slowly and walked towards the sewer entrance without the manhole cover. Suddenly, a white arm stretched out, and then a naked body was "exposed". The young man climbed out, looked at the police car in front of him, and sighed at the sky.

"You're so fucking good!"

"Sir, you have the right to remain silent now, but what you say will be treated as if by us..."

"Ah? Oh, good!" Langfeng looked at the police car in surprise, seemingly surprised, then scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, two police elder brothers, I just finished repairing the sewer, but my clothes stinks. I can run out clean, I don’t know..."

"Heh, we will prepare a suit for you!" Hearing Langfeng's explanation, the bearded policeman immediately pinched his nose and said.

He tilted his head indifferently, and Langfeng looked at the two usp pistols with emotion. At the beginning, to protect the Prime Minister, he had nine guns of this configuration on his body, but now, this old friend is pointing at himself.

"That's great, great!"

On the side of Langfeng, he was dancing and dancing, and on the other side, a car stuck in the wall had caught fire, and the three criminals who had passed out were all sent to the ambulance.

Langfeng quietly watched the two white-bearded police officers handcuffed his hands in bright handcuffs, and then they were detained in the car with a loose coat and big white panties on them.

"Thank you, thank you!" Langfeng quickly put on his pants, hid his own eggs and birds, looked at the clothes a little at a loss, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This method of paralyzing others was the most familiar to Langfeng, and he could lie without concealment to anyone facing him.

Nowadays, the world seems to be peaceful, but in fact, some high-level ambitious countries have been secretly linked together. All kinds of super technology, super humans, and super powers are doing underground activities without the people.

The surface is calm and calm, but in fact, the entire Asian section alone has been divided into three parts underground.

It is said to be three parts, but there are countless minions continuously extending in from Europe and North America.

The U.S. Superman Project, the Baixing Project, can be said to be a well-deserved overlord of the sky. The Orc Gene Project in the island country can instantly give an ordinary person more power than an elephant and more agility than a cheetah. Russia’s overclocking technological weapons can easily squeeze a third of the Amazon’s water dry. India’s worms and snakes, even some other high-tech countries, are afraid of it.

As the oldest and most glorious country in China, it did not focus too much on technology or secret weapons, but instead spent all its human and material resources on improving the physical fitness of the whole people.

With those ancient families and legendary immortals, China has no other secret organizations except for the establishment of a special operation team and a special investigation team.

Of course, this is an organization found in other countries. As for whether it really has it, no one knows except the country's top leader.

San Francisco Coast Prison 4b; Room 051, five strong men sitting together playing poker.

"Three chiefs, what? Lost again, steak at noon! Shit!" The black man looked at the excited expressions of the people around him, his face seemed to be darker.

"Klauze, don't afford to play it! This is not today's steak, it is the day after tomorrow. Today you lost to Rouss!" a yellow-skinned person said in fluent English.

"Damn, go on, I bet you will clean the toilet today!" The big man gritted his teeth, shuffling the cards while talking, his eyes wide as a cow.

The management of the Coastal Prison is very relaxed. On the one hand, in the urban area, anyone who reports in the prison will be valued by the superiors. On the other hand, it is to prevent escapes here.

4b; 051 In the prison, there are a total of three whites, a black and a yellow race. Although they live together in a small space, they are all in peace and harmony, and their relationship is very harmonious.

Just as everyone was issuing the cards, the iron gate of the prison creaked and creaked, and two armed guards walked in with their batons.