As we all know, Florida: No, no, no, no leisure, no one.
Patrolman Sheng Yan is an outlier in the police station.
He hasn't fired a single shot in three years of duty.
The strong drug-addicted man punched him in the face, but he calmly retreated.
The crazy woman holding the alligator charges at him, and he gives the alligator a bean bag gun.
The suspect with a shaved head pointed his gun at him, and he took out a stun gun.
The reason is very real: if something big happens, you have to take time off work, and you don't get overtime pay.
The whole police department recognized that it was safest to go out with him, and all the new recruits were given training to him.
Cain, a newcomer, came to report. He was tall, well-behaved, well-mannered, and dressed in famous brands. He looked like a well-connected young master with a gold-plated appearance.
Sheng Yan waved his hand: "You drive."
You should give the young master a good time.
An hour later, Sheng Yan's fingertips made a dent in the iron sheet of the car door.
Cain set up his AR-15, blasted holes in the windshield with two shots, held the steering wheel with one hand and aimed with the other.
"The suspect was shooting into the back of the vehicle."
"It has posed a substantial threat to the public."
"I must retaliate with force."
He fired.
A series of precise shots turned the thief who was supposed to be surrounded and dealt with into a serious criminal who resisted arrest with a gun.
It eventually evolved into a Florida high-speed battle royale in which three police cars were scrapped, two kilometers of guardrails were shattered, and six magazines were empty.
Amidst the sound of gunshots, brakes, and Cain's calm and skillful recitation of exemptions, Shengyan's soul ascended to heaven three times and was forced to return to its original place.
When the car stopped, Sheng Yan got out of the car with weak legs and turned around to curse: "You fucking like to do this, go be a mercenary!"
Cain flicked the barrel of the gun, slammed him against the car door and pinched his waist: "Yansheng, I like to do more than this."
From then on, Sheng Yan's days of lying down were completely gone. Every day he would either roll his eyes and scold Cain, or wipe Cain's butt.
"You write that six police cars were scrapped as having minor scratches?"
"Xiuxiu can still be opened."
"How can I explain to the director that a new car flipped over in a ditch within three hours?"
"It's not a loss if you catch a wanted criminal."
"What about knocking over half a street of hot dog stands?"
"Didn't you dig out two kilograms of iced American style?"
"Cain! You are a perfect match for Florida! If you mess around next time, I will castrate you!"
"Looks like you're ready for next time."
"I didn't say this! You... Um... Don't use the evidence bag! Don't use that...!"
——Small theater——
"The suspect is in the bunker, we have no view, we need K9, we need K9!"
Sheng Yan took off the car keys from his waist and threw them to the police officer, "Go and get my K9 out."
The police officer looked confused, "Where did you get the police dog?"
"You'll find out when you go."
The police officer opened the back seat of the police car and met a pair of wolf-like ice-blue eyes.
Cain bared his teeth, "Is it time for me to play?"
The salted fish Buddha-style fried hair was criticized by X for being inappropriate and life-threatening
This book is also called: "On how many "surprises" there will be if you partner with a crazy person in Florida."
Purpose: Different styles are different, but responsibility is the fundamental
