Luke was in the trench just now and didn't hear Jackson's shout clearly. He asked Xiao Hei beside him, "What did he find?"

Xiao Hei was also confused, "I didn't hear clearly, so he just drove away. I didn't expect this kid to have such a reckless side."

…

In a speeding police car, Jackson was looking ahead and driving intently.

Suddenly the intercom rang.

"What happened to Jackson?" Luke's voice came from the intercom.

"Captain, I found Honey Lister's mother's car."

Luke asked, "Are you sure Honey Lister was driving?"

"No." Jackson looked at the fast white Honda car ahead, "But I can be sure that the driver will definitely not be an old white lady."

"Stop him!"

"Copy that." Jackson hung up the intercom and his eyes became sharp.

He ranked first in the driving test at the police academy.

The speed of the car increased again.

Jackson turned on his police lights and siren, signaling the white Honda to pull over.

However, the white Honda had no intention of stopping and was still driving at high speed.

Suddenly, the white Honda suddenly turned right at the intersection ahead and almost hit a pedestrian on the zebra crossing.

"Fuck, you @#￥%..." a group of passers-by on the roadside yelled.

Jackson also turned right and reduced his speed to avoid pedestrians, but he quickly caught up with him and signaled the other person to stop again.

The white Honda car still ignored him.

After two consecutive warnings, Jackson was not prepared to give him another chance. He stepped on the accelerator and drove into the left lane of the white Honda. Then, he turned the steering wheel and crashed directly into the left rear of the white Honda.

There was a "bang" sound.

The two cars collided and had a close encounter. The Honda car Bai was riding in was directly hit and rolled sideways.

"You may be an excellent soldier, but you are not an excellent driver." Jackson muttered and directly knocked over the white Honda.

"Boom..." The white Honda slid a few meters away and hit the guardrail next to it.

Jackson got out of the car, held the gun in both hands, walked to the white Honda, and said, "lapd!"

"Don't move." Jackson squatted on the ground and looked at Honey Lister in the cab. Due to the rollover, his head was hit and there were scratches on his body, but it didn't look like the injury was serious.

"Put your hands where I can see them."

Jackson shouted sharply and was ready to shoot. He knew exactly what kind of enemy he was facing.

Several police cars drove over, and more police officers rushed to the scene to provide support.

Jackson's hanging heart was relieved.

A patrolman opened the driver's door, and Jackson pulled Honey Lister out of the car, held him down next to the car, and handcuffed him.

Honey Lister looked at Jackson and others with an angry look on his face, "Why did you arrest me?"

"You are suspected of participating in a terrorist attack."

"You are making false accusations, I am not."

"Be honest." Jackson began to search him.

"Fuck, don't touch me, I don't have a weapon."

Jackson seemed to have heard a joke, "How could a person like you have no weapons? Do you think I would believe it?"

"You're right, I like guns, but since I almost accidentally shot my mother, I no longer carry a gun." Honey Lister glared at Jackson and said coldly,

"You should thank my mother. If I had carried the gun, you would be a corpse now."

Jackson's face changed slightly, and when he was about to say something, Luke came over with someone, "Hey, man, how are you? You're not hurt?"

Jackson spread his hands and looked unconcerned, "It's funny, it's over before I even start to play."

Luke smiled, "Just be yourself and don't try to imitate someone else's accent. He is not as popular as he says."

Jackson "..."

Xiaohei "..."

Luke walked to Honey Lister's side and asked, "How are your injuries? Should I call you an ambulance?"

Honey Lister didn't buy it and gritted his teeth and said, "Stop being pretentious. What do you really want?"

"Explain your accomplices, and I can help you turn them into tainted witnesses."

"I don't know what you're talking about? I didn't do anything illegal and I don't have any accomplices."

Luke asked, "Then why did you run?"

Honey Lister clenched his fists and the veins on his neck popped out, "A group of enemies ransacked my home.

I am alone without weapons, facing a group of heavily armed enemies. If I don't run away, what should I do if I stay?

Become a target? Or surrender to the enemy?"

Jackson corrected, "Hey, man, this isn't the Middle East, this is Los Angeles.

We are not enemies, but lapd.

If you regard us as enemies, it means that you subconsciously regard yourself as a criminal or a terrorist."

"It's not that I'm afraid of separation, it's that you made a mistake!" Honey Lister glared at Jackson and said provocatively,
Chapter completed!