Chapter 141 [Essence and Trees are Soldiers] (Part 2)

"What should we do?" Siro hesitated for a moment and turned to look at me.

The taillights of the off-road vehicle were flashing, and the speed was getting slower and slower. On the road, it was obvious that the driver was very skilled in driving and cleverly blocked our overtaking route.

Siro's expression was a little excited and excited, but more nervous. This guy looked at me, looking a little eager to try, and the other two brothers in the car also understood something, after all, there have been too many things happening in recent times.

"Are you Vietnamese?" A brother in the back row asked nervously. They were all working in the Baye's repair lot. Apart from boxing in the underground gym, they had never gone out to do anything.

Everyone was looking at me at this time.

I had no expression on my face, and simply took out a glove from my top pocket, and at the same time I took out a gun from my waist. This was a Browning pistol. I tilted my head and said to Siro: "Slow down, stop, don't open the car door, and check the situation first."

There are not commercial streets on both sides of this section of the road, and there are not many pedestrians or vehicles. Xiro drove on the lights and then slowed down.

Two cars were parked on the side of the road one after another.

I could see that Siro and the other two brothers were a little nervous, and the expressions on their faces were complicated. Siro clenched his fists and stared at the car in front of him.

I gently patted his thigh with my hand and signaled him to relax. My other hand was holding the gun, which was on the inside of the car door.

The car door in front was pushed open, and a foot with black leather boots first stepped out. Then I saw a very thin and short man pushing the door out of the car. The man was wearing a red suit, with a little bald and yellow skin on his head. After getting off the car, he walked towards us.

I noticed that he had empty hands.

This discovery made me stop the abnormal movements of Siro and the others around me. At the same time, I pinned the gun to the inside of the car door.

Bang bang...

He walked to our car, tapped the window glass gently, and signaled us to roll down the window.

Looking up close, his face was a little round, with a big hooked nose. His eyes were very vivid, but the bald head made me feel a little confused about his age.

I looked at him coldly, and the pistol was aimed at this guy through the car door. Then his hand gently lifted off his suit collar. This action once made Siro a little nervous, but I didn't move. I just looked at him coldly... As his shirt collar opened, my eyes immediately shrank...

After all, I have been here for a while. I recognized that there was a certificate sign hanging in this guy's suit and a badge on it.

"police?"

Siro and I looked at each other, but we did not dare to relax our vigilance.

There are indeed some Chinese policemen in Chinatown in Vancouver, but most of these policemen are not of high rank, and these Chinese policemen are basically inseparable from the local Chinese gang.

I immediately winked at Siro and signaled that he and the others should not move.

"Hi!" The policeman with a hook nose was leaning outside the car window with a lazy tone. His top was open intentionally or unintentionally, deliberately exposing the ID and badge inside.

Neither Siro nor I spoke. The guy smiled intricately on his face, and then he spoke, saying to us in Chinese with a bit of weird smell: "Hello, gentlemen."

His eyes swept around me intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that he could see from our eyes that I seemed to be among these people.

"Mr. Police officer, are there any problems?" I looked at him and said lightly: "Are we speeding?"

The policeman shook his head, with a smile on his face, but that smile made people feel uncomfortable when they looked at it: "No, you didn't speed and did not violate any traffic regulations." Then he looked at Siro: "Can I look at your ID?"

Siro had a gloomy face and took out his driver's license and gave it to him. Then he showed his ID card.

"Your ID." The Eagle Dog's nose turned her eyes to me.

I smiled slightly, pinned the gun to the door handle, and then took out my ID and handed it over.

"Oh, your visa is about to expire." He raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes. I saw a trace of light flashing through his eyes.

"But it has not expired yet, isn't it? Police officer." I looked at him coldly.

"Oh, this is just a kind reminder." Eagle Dog smiled.

I found two men standing beside the off-road vehicle in front of me. I just didn't know why, they didn't come over.

Then he checked all of us’s documents. Finally, it was obvious that he focused his interest on me. His eyes were always staring at me: “Please open the trunk.”

Siro spoke: "Why? Is there any problem?"

The Eagle hook's nose was not annoyed at all, and still smiled like a yin and yang: "It's nothing, just check it."

Then he looked at me on purpose: "You have just arrived in Canada shortly? I have the right to check your vehicles in public because I suspect that there may be some prohibited items hidden in your cars."

I glanced at Siro and he nodded to me silently.

I looked at the policeman outside the window. He didn't know that I was holding the gun in one hand and putting it in the car door to test. From my perspective, as long as I fired the gun, the bullet would definitely pass through the car door and hit him, and it was a vital one! A smile appeared on my face, quietly stuffed the gun into my trouser legs, and then opened the car door and walked out quietly.

I opened the trunk and let the hook nose check, while opening my hands and taking two steps back.

The Hawk's nose whistled, and his two companions immediately came over, and without saying a word, they began to flip through our trunk.

The trunk was filled with some food and daily necessities, which were flipped out one by one and threw them on the ground, making it very messy. I felt a little unhappy in my sight... because they were just looking for trouble. I saw that they didn't plan to find anything, but they were deliberately messing with our things.

For example, they tore the flour bag open, and the flour inside was sprinkled all over the floor. They even took out knives to pierce the rice bag and let the rice grains inside flow out.

I just frowned and looked at these guys coldly.

I looked cold and slowly took out a box of cigarettes. I was about to light them, but the hooked nose suddenly smiled at me: "Sir, smoking is not allowed in public places in Canada. Please don't smoke, otherwise I can take you back to the police station!"

Five minutes later, the two policemen suddenly screamed, holding something out of the trunk, with a malicious smile on their faces: "Something interesting."

I took a look and found it was a paper bag, and I don't know that thing.

The two of them pretended to open it and checked it, and they even came to their noses and smelled it.

"It's marijuana!" one of them whispered.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth of the hook's nose and looked at me: "Sir, please explain."

I shrugged: "This is not our thing."

Anger has already surged in my heart, but as I trained more, I can gradually control my emotions. When I was angry in my heart, I still maintained a cold expression on my face.

Obviously, this is a frame-up.

Just now, the two guys looked at the trunk with their backs facing me. The two big men leaned against each other, completely blocking my gaze. Not to mention that they put a pack of marijuana in, even if they put a pack of heroin in two packs of heroin in, no one could see it!

"Please step back." The Eagle-Hooked Nose looked at me, and the expression on her face was very proud.

Siro and the others got out of the car, but the two policemen had already taken out their guns and looked alert with a look on their faces. Siro and others looked at me, as if waiting for my eyes.

I thought for a second and made a decision immediately.

I have passed that impulse stage, and now I will no longer be reckless.

Although there are three policemen in front of them and they all have guns, I am very confident that I can definitely kill them, but I will not be stupid enough to kill the police, nor will I cause unnecessary trouble.

I sneered, slowly stepped back, and then raised my hands.

A policeman immediately came over to search my body, and then found my gun from my trouser legs. I looked at him coldly: "I have a certificate, but I have a legal gun."

He didn't say anything, took away my gun, and then Siro and others did not resist at my gesture, and let the police search.

"Now please go back with us and lie down." Eagle-Hook's nose looked at me and smiled.

"Please tell me your name and police number, Mr. Police Officer." I remained silent.

"Jeff." Hawk's nose shrugged, then lit the police badge.

"Do you think this is meaningful?" I looked at him coldly: "You have no evidence, this is a frame-up." I put down my hands, took out a pair of gloves and put them on, and signaled that Siro and the others would also wear gloves.

Fortunately, the season is still relatively cold, so we brought gloves when we went out.

I put on my gloves: "There is no fingerprint of any of us on that bag. I can go back and lie down with you, but I ask to call a lawyer and let the lawyer handle these things."
Chapter completed!