My sister is a black widow

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Leon still wore the khaki newspaper uniform, looking very embarrassed.

When he walked into the police station, the exquisitely dressed and imposing policemen frowned and gave him way, as if they were afraid of getting dirty.

Until a middle-aged policeman couldn't stand it, walked out to stop him.

"Sir." The middle-aged policeman's eyes were full of indifference and disdain, "What's the matter?"

Leon stopped.

He came to ask about the car accident a few days ago, who was the teenager who was knocked out and where he went.

"I want to report the crime." Leon raised his head and looked directly at the middle-aged policeman. "A few days ago, there was a car accident at the Captain America's old house in Brooklyn. A teenager was knocked down. Someone said he Later disappeared."

The middle-aged policeman frowned, and after a while.

"I see." His voice was slow. "A few days ago? What kind of car hit him? Ford? Or the Beetle? At what time period? Is there any evidence? You were hit... If you do get hit, are you the boy's family?"

"I'm not at the scene. I heard about it. One of my friends disappeared for three days. I suspect that it was my friend who was hit at the time." Leon said.

The middle-aged policeman stared at Leon's black hair and black pupils, but slowly laughed.

"Your friend?" He said in a playful tone, "also a Chinese?"

He patted his hands and made an irritable noise.

"It's a pity that you are not accepted here, if you have more accurate evidence or something." He shrugged, "Come here again, we will help you deal with it."

After speaking, the middle-aged policeman looked around, and some policemen nearby heard him, causing a burst of laughter.

Another policeman with short brown hair stood up, patted Leon on the shoulder, and whispered: "Okay, kid, I'll send you out."

Leon looked at the policemen, shook his head, turned and walked out silently.

The police looked at the boy's a little embarrassed appearance, and then let out a low laugh.

"Tomorrow, be careful at the entrance of the police station. Don't put homeless people in. Oh, yes, the same goes for those Chinese."

The slick voice of a middle-aged policeman came from behind.

Leon walked out of the police station, and the sunset in New York was red like a girl's cheeks, but in his eyes, it was as scarlet as blood flowing from a giant's broken wound.

However, unexpectedly, the policeman with short brown hair followed out.

"My name is Owen." The policeman panted shortly. The young man didn't seem to be walking fast, but he was walking through the police station crowd like a fish. He walked quickly to catch up and felt a little uneven.

Owen looked at the young man wearing a khaki-colored newspaper uniform with a poor bundle of newspapers hanging on his arm, standing in front of the police station, squinting at the grand sunset and the cold city, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

"My colleagues..." Irving explained, "You, don't care about them, as for the car accident the other day..." 596 Novel www.596xs.com

He sighed and patted Leon on the shoulder, "I'm checking, but it's not simple behind..." He laughed at himself again, "What am I telling you for?"

"Okay, go back, kid." Irving persuaded, "This is not something that you should be exposed to at your age. The war is still going on. Go back to life!"

Leon turned his head, glanced at him quietly, and strode out of the place.

Soon it was dark, and most of the policemen in the police station went home from get off work. The middle-aged policeman who was in the limelight today walked out of the police station with a mechanical step, playing with the car key in his hand and humming. The pitch of the song.

It's just that when he got to the parking place, a silent figure suddenly appeared beside him, Leon.

The middle-aged policeman turned his head slowly and saw him, the panic in his eyes disappeared, and a trace of provoked anger turned to him, "It's you! Why are you here?!"

Leon came closer and looked directly at the fat middle-aged policeman.

"I said, I want to report the case, if you don't handle it." Leon nodded slightly, "I'll handle it myself, but I believe you have more detailed information, so tell me."

The middle-aged policeman was stunned, seeming to doubt his ears.

He raised his hand, pointed at himself, stared at Leon, and asked in confusion: "Are you... talking to me?"

Leon nodded.

The middle-aged policeman chuckled, but soon his face turned red and became hideous and ugly, "Disgusting idiot, get out of here!"

Leon looked at him indifferently, his black pupils full of disdain.

The middle-aged policeman drew out the pistol from his belt and threatened Leon, still arrogant: "Lastly give you a chance, get out!"

Leon kicked it out, bringing a rustle.

But the gun in the hands of the middle-aged policeman was kicked far away by this swift kick.

The middle-aged policeman stayed for a while before realizing that his hands were empty, and his fat body shrank back.

But he stretched out a hand mercilessly, and slammed it straight to his face, making a crisp sound.

The middle-aged policeman rolled over by the palm of his body. He curled up, holding his swollen cheeks with his hands with difficulty, and shrank under the car door fearfully, looking at the young man in fear through his fingers.

"You... what do you want?"

"I said." Leon came closer, and another loud and bursting slap slapped on the other side of the middle-aged policeman's face. Accompanied by this slap, there were blood and foam spitting out from his mouth. The two teeth that flew out, "Give me all the information about this..."

The middle-aged policeman shrank into a ball as if he could only cry and nod.

"I'm waiting for you here, you go back to the police station and fetch it." Leon said, "Now."

The middle-aged policeman tentatively stretched out his hands to prop up his body, and slowly stood up, his face was swollen and deformed, and a bluish purple. When he stood up, he saw that the kicked gun was deformed, and his pupils were full of fear. Shrunk.

Looking at Leon, who was still back, he staggered back to the police station.