Chapter 124: Joining forces with the FBI

(Restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!"

(Restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp sounds suddenly sounded, which sounded like a pistol with a silencer.At the sound of the sound, the big bald man in the house who was still sleeping soundly on the bed reflexively grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this isn't funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this isn't funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Gene Era"

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this isn't funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have used my phone to record you just now and post it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a gun and hadThe completely dry branches were broken in front of Hobbes, and the crisp sound they made was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. Hobbes knew that he had been tricked again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, and a familiar laughter came from the window: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I can let you A big fire."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"

"You don't think it's a gunshot, do you?" Ron picked up a completely dry branch and broke it in front of Hobbes. The crisp sound was exactly the same as what Hobbes had just heard. You know, you've been fooled again.

"Asshole, why don't you stay up late at night and come to my place to cause trouble?! Can't you just go hang out with your women?!" (restored before three o'clock)

Late at night, outside a cozy little house in a community north of Los Angeles, two strange crisp noises suddenly sounded, which sounded like the sound of a pistol with a silencer. The big bald man in the house, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, reacted conditionedly. He grabbed the pistol under the pillow and rolled under the bed.

The whole process went smoothly.

Is it a killer? Oops, my daughter is still upstairs! Hobbes stared out the window nervously.

However, the expected attack did not appear, outside the windowThere was a familiar laughter: "Hahaha, you are still as sensitive as before. I really should have recorded you with my phone and posted it on Twitter. Maybe I could make you famous."

"Damn it! Ron, this is not funny at all!" Hobbs crawled out from under the bed in embarrassment: "You actually shot outside my house. Have you ever thought about what to do if a stray bullet hurts someone?!"