"Do you want to drink a bottle of drink?" Jerry said to the beautiful reporter and photographer with a smile.

"No need to thank you, we have to continue the interview." The female reporter declined politely, and Jerry had to stand by with a drink and leaned over to accept the interview and took a shot. The idea of ​​getting rid of the camera was also dispelled.

"Officer Jon, I heard that you had an official robbery on the first day of yesterday. Was you scared at that time?" asked the female reporter.

"No, because I've encountered something even worse than that before." Jiang Hao said calmly.

“What did you do before?”

"soldier."

The female reporter suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's it. No wonder you have such good physical fitness."

Just as the beautiful reporter was talking, a roar of motorcycles came from far and near. At the same time, the voice of the station came from the intercom, "Called to the patrol units in the Ninth Block. A speed robbery occurred in the Ninth Block. Two suspects rode a black motorcycle, wearing a black mask, and were running towards the East District. They asked a unit to intercept it."

Buzz ~!

A motorcycle rushed out of the street like crazy. Seeing Jiang Hao and Jerry two policemen standing at the intersection, they were so scared that they turned around and ran towards the other street. The guy behind them was still carrying a women's bag in his hand.

"Jon, it's the robber's motorcycle, chase them." Jerry shouted, and quickly got on the motorcycle, about to start the motorcycle and chase after him.

When Jiang Hao saw this situation, he didn't think much about it. He picked up the can of drink that Jerry had just put down, and threw it out with great force.

The drink can drew a graceful arc and hit the guy riding a motorcycle with a bang. The drink exploded with a bang and white foam sprayed.

The motorcycle suddenly tilted, and the motorcycle rushed towards a mailbox next to it.

"Bang!"

The motorcycle hit the mailbox hard and fell to the ground. The motorcycle and the guy behind him rolled on the ground. The motorcycle fell to the ground and stopped moving. It was obvious that he had been knocked unconscious.

Another robber flew out and landed on the lawn next to him. He rolled around on the ground twice. One of them stood up in a daze, looked at his motionless companion, and then looked at the policeman behind him. He was so scared that he ran away.

Seeing that guy was about to run, Jiang Hao picked up the second can of drinks. This time he used a standard baseball pitching posture, and his arms suddenly rotated, throwing out the can in his hand.

The female reporter saw the scene of Jiang Hao throwing cans and smashing the robbers just now. She didn't expect that this policeman named Jon could actually use cans to knock down the motorcycle. The motorcycle was running at high speed, and the accuracy was amazing.

The photographer next to him captured this scene completely.

Now Jiang Hao wants to lose the second guy again, and the female reporter's eyes widened. How could it be? It's almost fifty or sixty meters away from the robber. He doesn't believe that this policeman can hit him at such a long distance.

Whoosh~bang!

The can accurately hit the robber's head. The robber's body was running forward at high speed. After being hit, it suddenly fell forward and plunged to the ground.

“Wow!”

The female reporter looked at Jiang Hao in great surprise, as if she was looking at another Superman.

Jerry saw this incredible scene with his own eyes, and was also confused by Jiang Hao's series of actions. He projected accurately. Two cans of drinks to solve the two robbers. How is this possible?

But the fact was right in front of him. He had no time to think about it now, got out of the car and ran towards the robber, and Jiang Hao followed him.

The female reporter shouted to the photographer, "Come on, be sure to take a picture clearly."

"No problem, I've taken it all." The photographer ran afterwards.

Jiang Hao and Jerry ran to the two robbers. The two guys were still fainting. They each knelt on them and skillfully handcuffed the two guys. Jerry began to call the guys around to come and help.

Not long after, the police car chasing behind came over and worked together to push the two robbers into the car. When they heard that these two guys were Jiang Hao knocked them out with two cans, they looked surprised when they looked at Jiang Hao.

The man was taken away, so there were naturally other guys responsible for the follow-up matters. Jiang Hao and Jerry returned to the motorcycle.

The female reporter surrounded the photographer and asked excitedly: "Officer Jon, how did you do it just now?"

"It's very simple, just throw it away." Jiang Hao said casually.

"How is it possible?" the female reporter didn't believe it.

"I have a lot of experience in 'cumming', which seems to be like my natural skill." Jiang Hao explained.

The female reporter was still surprised, "It is amazing to use Pepsi to throw it, and you can hit a motorcycle rider who is driving at high speed with just one throw. You can hit a robber who is running away dozens of meters away with just one throw. This is really amazing."

Jiang Hao picked up a can of Pepsi from the side and looked at it. He smiled and said to the camera, "Do I think I have advertised Pepsi? I think they should pay me advertising fees, hahaha."

The female reporter asked Jiang Hao a few more questions. Jiang Hao felt that the interview was almost done and said, "Is there anything else? I'm going to patrol."

Before the female reporter letting Jiang Hao go, she said, "I want to interview you in depth. Do you think this is OK? We are patrolling you on your motorcycle and can be used as program material."

Jiang Hao doesn't care, "Yes."

The female reporter got into Jiang Hao's car, hugged Jiang Hao's waist, and put her chest on Jiang Hao's back, which made Jerry envious. At this time, the photographer got into Jerry's car, and his fat belly suddenly hit Jerry's back.

Fark!

Shet!

Damn fat photographer.

Jerry cursed in his heart.

Jiang Hao and the female reporter were driving in front. The female reporter occasionally asked a question. The two chatted and laughed. After driving about a few kilometers, a huge buzzing sound of cars suddenly came from behind.

"Buzz!"

A red figure rushed past Jiang Hao and the others. Even when they saw two patrol motorcycles, they did not slow down at all and rushed over in a buzz.

Jiang Hao had a very good vision. He saw that it was a red Ferrari sports car, a convertible type. And when the middle-aged man passing by Jiang Hao and the others, he glanced at them. Jiang Hao could see the disdain and arrogance in his eyes clearly.

A few words instantly appeared in Jiang Hao's mind.

Rich people,

Very arrogant,

Disdain for the patrol officer.

Jiang Hao was not used to this, and when he twisted the accelerator, Harley roared and accelerated to chase after him.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

The sirens are ringing.

He chased the car in a row. When Jerry looked behind, he accelerated his pursuit. However, Jiang Hao's driving skills and racing skills were not comparable to Jerry, and he was soon dropped by Jiang Hao.

The speed of the motorcycle reached 120 kilometers per hour. When the guy driving the sports car saw the police catching up, he became even more excited. He accelerated again. The sports car rushed out again, and Jiang Hao accelerated again, reaching 150 an hour.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The police car pulled the siren and rushed on the highway.

The female reporter hugged Jiang Hao's waist tightly, but she was not afraid, but felt it was very exciting. This kind of thrilling feeling was so exciting.

"The Ferrari in front stopped, you've been speeding and violated California traffic rules. Stop immediately for inspection. If you continue to escape, I will sue you for dangerous driving."

Jiang Hao drove his motorcycle to 180, finally caught up with the sports car, picked up the microphone and warned loudly.

When middle-aged people driving, they gradually slowed down because speeding was only a minor violation, and at most they would be fined. Dangerous driving is a serious crime. If they are prosecuted, they may face jail.

The red Ferrari was parked on the side of the road, and the middle-aged man sat in the car and looked at Jiang Hao with a proud look. Jiang Hao got out of the car and walked to the driver. Seeing that the photographer did not follow, the female reporter quickly took out a small DVD machine from her body and prepared to film Jiang Hao's law enforcement process.

"Please show your driver's license and driving license." Jiang Hao said with a stern face.

The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Hao with some disdain, took out his driver's license and driving license and handed it to Jiang Hao, searched in the car box, found a golden badge, shook it at Jiang Hao and said, "Sir, I have this."

When Jiang Hao saw that this guy was shaking his hands, he turned out to be a 'public relations card' issued by the Patrol Charity Union, which is commonly known as the "Prison Relief Card", and the forgiveness card in Jiang Hao's mouth.

Having such a card means that this guy or the owner of this car has donated a large amount of donations to the patrol charity trade union. His family should also have some status in society, at least a rich man.

Perhaps this thing is useful in front of other patrolmen, but in front of Jiang Hao, he is nothing.

I am a patrolman now, I'm not happy with you.

The Federation of Charity Unions did not pee him.

Jiang Hao took out his pocket and took out a golden badge, which was exactly the same as the other party's forgiveness card. He smiled and said, "I have one too."

The middle-aged man was stunned and didn't know what Jiang Hao meant.

At this time, Jiang Hao raised his face and said in a serious tone: "This card is just a sign that proves that you or your family have contributed to public charity. It is not a talisman that you can violate the law, nor does it have the right to speed by randomly violating the rules. The United States is a free and equal country, and no one can have privileges!"

Jiang Hao said righteous words, and the middle-aged man who was driving was stunned and stunned.

The female reporter who was responsible for the camera next to him was shocked by Jiang Hao's words, and his nobleness in his heart became even deeper.

Brush ~!

I quickly issued a heavy ticket and threw it directly to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man held the ticket with a very ugly face. He curled his lips at Jiang Hao and said viciously: "You can just issue a ticket. What else can you do? Pay so much tax to raise a group of waste who only knows how to issue tickets. I really feel sad for this society. I will call on my friends to reduce donations to the police, so that those retired police officers will not receive enough pensions, so that those dead police officers do not have enough death allowances, and those who are killed by someone or chase a car, will not receive any compensation for their families."

Jiang Hao's face was sunk.

"Are you cursing me?"

The middle-aged man showed a sneer on his face and said sarcastically: "Ahhaha, how is that possible? I am blessing, yes, it's blessing."

Jiang Hao sneered in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Peter, remind you again to pay attention to traffic rules and not speeding, it is very dangerous."

The middle-aged man curled his lips, cut it out, and suddenly recharged the accelerator, and the Ferrari sports car rushed out.

Jiang Hao looked at the Ferrari that was rising again with a cold look, and said to himself: "Since you wish me, I wish you a little more, and then I will eliminate your driving skills."

The Ferrari in front suddenly rushed to more than 100 times, but suddenly it started to shake violently on the road. Jiang Hao and the female reporter both heard a shrill howl, "Ahhh what's wrong, why can't I control it anymore."
To be continued...