When you are a police officer in American comics, every day is a holiday

With the knowledge of elementary psychology, he has already grasped Harleen's hobbies and personality.

So with his catering and flattering, the relationship between the two steadily improved and they became good friends.

Yes, we are just good friends.

According to psychology, a relationship that progresses too quickly will only be passion.

When the passion dissipates, if there is no consistent three views and no simple emotional foundation, it will only leave endless troubles for oneself in the end.

Just like the stories in the old novels about love turning into hate and killing each other, this is how it all happened.

So he had to transform Harleen into the shape he wanted first, and then slowly win over her.

When the car drove out of Yiha Street, Zhao Hao immediately found a car following him.

In response, he just smiled and continued to drive home as if he didn't notice.

The fish is already hooked.

Next, it’s time to wait for the harvest.

Chapter 16 Another holiday

"boom!"

As the door closed, Harleen heard the roar of her father at home.

"Receipt paper! Why did you come home so late!

Hurry up and cook, I haven't had dinner yet!

Where are people? Bitch! Where are you! Damn guy! Why don't you speak! "

After arriving in the living room, Harleen saw her father smelling of alcohol, holding a wine bottle in his hand, lying drunkenly on the sofa, and constantly cursing at herself.

There were also a lot of food packaging shells, garbage and some wine bottles on the ground.

Seeing this, she put away her schoolbag and textbooks as usual, then squatted down and started picking up the trash.

When she was a child, she actually had a wonderful family.

His father is a doctor and his mother is a teacher.

If you don't have to worry about food and drink and your parents love you, you don't need to live here.

But all this is gone.

Her father had an accident during an operation ten years ago. The operation failed and he was kicked out of the hospital.

From then on, I started to get addicted to fans.

My mother also began to suffer from depression because her father's drug addiction caused her expenses to far exceed her income.

A few years later, my mother committed suicide by jumping off a building because she was under too much pressure and was exposed for punishing a student.

After that, her father sold the family house and took her to the slums to rent a house, and they lived a poor life from then on.

With a good education and family at a young age, she has been struggling to maintain this family, hoping that her father can return to the person who loved her again.

Even for this reason, she lived a very hard life while working and studying while taking care of her family.

And getting along with Zhao Hao today was the first time she was so happy since she moved here.

At this time, Harleen's father opened his drunken eyes and seemed to see her, so he kicked her.

"You little bastard! Why don't you go make me dinner!"

After being kicked, Harleen fell to the ground.

The garbage in his hands was also scattered all over the floor.

But she still rubbed the painful parts of her body, then got up and continued cleaning up the garbage.

After a while, she went into the kitchen, simply heated up the pizza, placed it in front of her father, then picked up her bag and books without saying a word and went back to her room.

"boom..."

As the door closed, the room fell into darkness.

"Woooo..."

A low cry came from the room.

……

In the villa.

Zhao Hao parked the car, leaned against the car door, and then looked up at the moon in the sky.

"squeak…"

After a while, a sound of brakes sounded in my ears.

Turning around, he saw a tattered car parked outside the villa.

Then there was a sound of the door opening, and five people came down from above.

Five black men, headed by none other than Joe Hahn.

After Qiao Han saw Zhao Hao, he immediately took out the pistol from his waist.

"Boy! Weren't you very arrogant at noon? Now kneel down for your uncle!"

After the other four got off the bus, they also looked at the Asians not far away with contempt and ridicule.

To them, the Asian in front of them was already a dead person.

But the other party actually lives in a villa, so it seems that they can make a fortune.

Thinking of this, everyone smiled evilly and gathered around.

When Zhao Hao saw the pistol in George Hahn's hand, a smile appeared on his lips.

The next second, he took out the vibranium shield and pistol from the car.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Ah! Ah!"

As bursts of gunfire rang out, screams followed.

But soon, the screams slowly subsided.

Because the four friends that Johann brought were all beaten into a hornet's nest.

It's not like they didn't fight back, but if the bullet hit the vibranium shield, it was impossible to penetrate it.

"Kaka..."

Johann even emptied the bullet in his hand, but he still pulled the trigger mechanically.

Because he was hit in the thigh, he couldn't escape at all.

This was Zhao Hao's intention to spare his life.

After discovering that the opponent's bullets were empty, Zhao Hao held the vibranium shield in one hand and began to slowly change the magazine.

After changing the magazine, he walked towards John Hahn.

However, he did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he held the vibranium shield to block his vital points and walked slowly.

After all, he didn't know if the other party had any other tricks up his sleeve.

When Qiao Han saw Zhao Hao coming, he immediately crawled back in horror.

"Don't come over! Don't come over! I'm a member of the Ghost Hand Party. If you kill me, my boss will take revenge on me!"

Zhao Hao ignored the opponent's threats, held the vibranium shield, and smashed it on the opponent's knee.

"Click..."

"what!"

A scream was heard as bones broke.

The huge pain instantly caused Johann to faint.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao began to grope for weapons on the opponent.

After confirming that there was nothing, he was dragged into the basement of the villa.

Villas in the United States generally have basements, which are used to store sundries.

After tying the other party to death, he locked the basement door.

"Hula...Hula..."

At this time, the sirens in the distance also sounded.

……

Time soon came to the next morning.

Zhao Hao walked out of the police station, looked at the sun rising in the sky, and smiled.

Because he turned on the camera in advance (the arresting part was not recorded), Johann and others also broke into the house with weapons, so he just recorded a confession and came out.

And even though he didn't kill anyone while on duty, Director Malvern still gave him a week of administrative leave.

Calculating this way, I have only been working for one and a half days, and I have more than half a month of paid leave.

At the same time, because of his rich record, Director Malvern is also planning to apply for a bonus for him.

However, due to the Black Lives Matter movement, the bonus may not be paid until next month.

I have to say that the police in the beautiful country are indeed comfortable.

He began to like this job.

And because Chief Malvern returned his tactical helmet to himself because he was worried about the Ghost Hands' revenge.

Zhao Hao was in a good mood and bought a cup of soy milk and steamed buns on the way back before returning to his villa.

There is also a Chinatown in Hughes City, but the number of Chinese is too small to scale.

But soy milk and steamed buns are still sold.

With a "creak", he closed the door of the villa and came to the basement.

Instantly, a smell of blood came.

Huh? John Hahn wouldn't have died due to excessive blood loss, right?

Thinking of this, he quickly walked down the stairs, but suddenly saw a dark shadow approaching.

He instinctively retreated to avoid it.

"Bang!"

An old cabinet crashed down in front.

Looking up, he saw Johann's black face, looking at him full of fear.

Seeing this, Zhao Hao smiled slightly.

It seemed that when he left, the other party woke up and broke free from his bonds even with his knee broken.

In this case, I need to learn more about the art of binding from a certain island country.

The opponent couldn't leave here because of his broken leg, so he prepared a trap and wanted to kill him.

Shaking his head, he walked briskly and came to the other party in front of Johann's horrified eyes.

There was a "click..." sound.

He stepped on the opponent's thigh again.

"what!"

Screams sounded.

Johann covered his thighs and kept rolling on the ground.

"Damn yellow monkey! I XX..."

Hearing the other party's curse, Zhao Hao kept the smile on his face and stepped on one of the other party's fingers.