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Chapter 242 The Death of "Bragga"

No matter the season, Los Angeles nights are always hotter than New York nights. It's not just the weather that's restless, but also the race cars with more powerful engines, the women who are more unrestrained, the alcohol that's stronger, and the people who are more unpredictable.

The world's number one Hollywood film studio is located here. Perhaps because the film industry is so developed, there are a lot of actors here, both professional and amateur, and many of them have honed their superb acting skills.

For example, at this very moment, the instant Luca appeared, everyone present contributed a performance of micro-expressions and body language.

Brian's face lit up with joy, then he breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Old Pigeon was here, there wouldn't be any problems from now on.

Toreto's tense expression relaxed somewhat; Luca's appearance made him less nervous.

Upon hearing Luca's voice, all the armed police officers present seemed to have their minds taken over, instinctively lowering their pistols without feeling the slightest desire to attack.

Even the two police officers, Vincent and Vincent, who were confronting each other, looked over at Luca.

Vincent felt a little relieved, but he didn't recognize Luca at all. He just subconsciously felt that Luca's aura was hard to ignore, so he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Luca, president of the truck drivers' union."

Luca smiled, but his voice was cold. "I heard that Officer Vincent helped me catch the robbers in the truck heist? I came here specifically to see who stole my things."

Guild leader?

Wen Sheng's heart sank. This was another person with considerable connections; anyone who could reach this position was no ordinary individual. Didn't this person's single sentence clearly indicate their stance?
Are they in cahoots with Vincent?
Wensheng felt the situation was tricky, but remembering the orders from above, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and deal with the current situation.

"I know the union president in Los Angeles, but I've never seen you before?"

“I’m not the president of the local union; I’m from New Jersey.”

"No matter which organization you're from, please leave now! Don't obstruct the police investigation!"

Vincent's attitude was very firm. He then ordered the other police officers to take action, apprehend Brian and Torreto, and bring them back for investigation. However, Luca had already "disarmed" them at the scene, and all the police officers, regardless of friend or foe, lost their will to attack. Faced with Vincent's command, many hesitated and did not make a move.

Seeing this, Wensheng was so angry that his eyebrows twitched. He couldn't even command his own subordinates anymore.
"What are you all standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said? Take down these two drug dealers!"

Did I say you could make your move?

Luca spoke again, and the momentum that the police officers had just built up vanished once more.

“I’ll say it again.” Luca’s gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Ramon. “Without my orders, you’re not taking Brian and Toretto away tonight!”

Ramon, who was being watched by Luca, felt as if he were being watched by a lion king, and goosebumps rose on his back.

He wasn't like Vincent, a policeman obsessed with making a name for himself in the underworld. Ramon knew Luca's true identity perfectly well—he was a Mafia boss with influence all over the East Coast. But he wasn't sure what Luca's purpose was in appearing at this moment.

For a truck robbery?

Toretto and Brian, those two motorcycle thieves, also stole Luca's truck?

He should have them arrested and taken to the police station instead.
Vincent clearly realized this as well, and his tone softened slightly. "Luca, of course our police support your investigation into the truck robbery. If Torreto and Brian are the murderers who stole your truck, hand them over to me, and I'll take them back for questioning and guarantee you an explanation."

"Is that so?" Luca said with a half-smile. "What explanation can you give me?"

"They're also involved in drug trafficking, and the volume is huge. Wait until I finish dealing with the drug case first, then I'll help you find out about the robbery."

Vincent glanced at Vincent beside him, thinking that if Luca could cooperate with the Major Crimes Unit, why couldn't he cooperate with the Narcotics Unit?

He said confidently, "These two drug dealers are guilty of multiple crimes and are unforgivable. The only way for them to reduce their sentences is to confess to all their crimes. Luca, don't worry, I will handle the truck robbery for you perfectly, and I will recover all the losses for you! That's my way of giving you an explanation!"

Hearing this, Vincent almost burst out laughing. This Vincent is quite adept at playing the game of changing sides, but hasn't he considered that Toretto and Brian are both Luca's men?
Did they really think Luca saved these two people just for the truck hijacking?

Luca also found it somewhat amusing.

To be honest, according to his original plan, Vincent would have simply stepped in and arrested Ramon tonight, but Ramon called in his accomplice from the DEA, disrupting his plans.

At this point, the original plot has completely veered off course, and Luca has no idea what will happen next.

But at least tonight, these things are still within his control.

Vincent sneered, "Vincent, do you know who I'm here tonight to arrest?"

Wen Sheng paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at the puppet that Ramon had brought over.

Vincent: "We're after Braga! Compared to Braga, what are Toretto and Brian? Vincent, you're in the narcotics unit, don't you even know what's important?"

Vincent was unaware that Ramon and Braga were the same person, but he knew that Braga had connections with the police leadership.

Braga cannot be arrested and imprisoned like this.

Even if someone only goes to the police station temporarily, they will be released afterwards.

He frowned and said, "Did I say I wouldn't arrest anyone? Everyone involved in the transaction tonight, come back with me! I'll deal with them then. Vincent, I've made myself clear, so get out of my way! Don't obstruct my investigation!"

After saying that, he ordered his men to take control of the puppet and "take it away."

Ramon followed silently behind the puppet, pretending to be arrested by the police, but secretly he breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, with the anti-narcotics unit's help tonight, things shouldn't go wrong.

We'll go in and sit for a while, and then leave openly with the drugs.

However, with the police helping out this time, those high-ranking officials who keep mistresses all day will take a significant share of the "tax" after the drugs are sold. But compared to the money extorted by Brian and Toretto, this tax is nothing.

In short, I should have made a profit this time.

Just then, a crisp sound rang out.

A warm liquid sprayed onto Ramon's face. He stiffly raised his head and saw that "Bragga" in front of him had a hole in its head.

A sniper bullet, seemingly out of nowhere, blew the puppet's head off.

This sudden turn of events not only terrified Ramon, but also gave Wensheng, who had long been immersed in a life of luxury, a big fright.

He hurriedly found cover and ordered his men to stand guard.

Just then, he heard Luca's voice come from not far behind him again, "Officer Vincent, did I say you could take them away?"

Also, I have another piece of news for you: that person was not Braga; the real Braga is still at the scene.

Let's guess, who is the real Braga?

Upon hearing this, all the police officers were stunned. Vincent also looked at Luca with a puzzled expression. Wasn't the old guy who just died Braga?

The most nervous person on site was undoubtedly Ramon.

He stiffly turned his head and looked at Luca's smiling face, feeling as if all his secrets had been seen through.

Has my identity been exposed?
(End of this chapter)