《My Football System》Chap 1
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10City of San Jose, California, USA
12 o'clock late.
“PULLOVER PULL OVER, DO IT NOW. “
“We are following the red Toyota, the number plate is 7BD628, running
on highway 101. Call for reinforcements.”
"Current speed is 75 mph, requires helicopter support for aerial tracking."
“The car turned onto the 2nd highway, we are following closely, the current speed is
85 mph, help, the subject may have a gun.”
“The current speed is up to 95 mph, in front of 3 large trucks.”
Police sirens blaring. They are chasing a car Toyota is driving like crazy on the highway, constantly swinging to aim to escape the pursuit.
“F*K U! Do you know how to drive? The police chased close to the ass already.”
A young man's voice came with an Asian accent.
“I know! These guys are tough as leeches!”
American voice swears in response.
The crab car swerved, creating a screeching sound on the road surface, behind the wheel the smoke rose to form a white mist.
“Dam it! Why were you running earlier? Dare to brag about driving.”
“Let me let them know.”
In front of the steering wheel was a black American kid about 15 years old, he angrily cursed and let go of one hand, reaching through the passenger seat to open the drawer, touching the black gun inside.
A hand stopped him, slammed the car closet, and cursed loudly:
“Fuck you, you want them all to go to jail?”
The person who just stopped the action that could put them both in prison for the rest of their lives was an Asian kid, sitting in the passenger seat.
The black American boy cursed loudly, then he also turned the steering wheel to the right, causing both of them to tilt to one side.
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The warning sound from the loudspeaker came from the police car behind:
”The car in front quickly stopped immediately, once again stopped, and pulled over.”
“Be careful!”
“A a a a.”
The car turned and crashed into a tree on the side of the highway
“Done!”
“We want to see your hands, raise your hands. Immediate execution.”
“Raise your hand immediately.”
“Raise your hands again, we want to see your hands.”
Every scream resounded outside the car door, a lot of light shining directly into the eyes, you can't even see that a gun is pointed at here, an inappropriate word is to immediately eat copper candy.
The two children also had to raise their hands above their heads.
“Break down the door!”
The car door was thrown open, the two policemen pointed their guns at the car and ordered:
“You guys want to get down here.”
“Pull them out.”
The policeman behind commanded a person to come and drag the two of them, kids, out of the car.”
Immediately three policemen rushed in and pulled the two children out and then both pinned them to the ground. External support is still the black muzzles pointed straight at in case of unforeseen circumstances.
There's a weapon in the car.
“You have the right to remain silent, what you do will be evidence in court.”
The two children could not move, were immediately handcuffed and dragged by the neck to the police car.
The car horn sounded loud.
A group of police cars rushed to the headquarters.
In the police car…
“I asked you where the stolen car was.”
“Boss, we have said many times, we are just borrowing and saving, we don't mean to steal.”
Asian kid explained.
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“Are you still arguing! That boy! You say!”
The policeman ordered the black American boy to answer.
The black American boy shrugged his shoulders and answered honestly, showing an extremely innocent face:
“Boss, we are very honest, we just borrowed it, we are on our way back to return the car.”
“All right, guy. You wait there and go to jail.”
The car drove straight to the headquarters.
Immediately, the two boys were brought down, their hands still handcuffed behind.
“Get down, go straight, follow me, stagger and you'll be shot.”
The two boys followed a stout policeman into a room, where they were allowed to uncuff and sat down.
An old policeman came in and sat down across from them. He stared at the two boys for a moment, then sighed. He waved his hand to the two policemen to leave, then he calmly asked:
“This is the second time. Tony, how many times have I told you, go back to school and study properly, stop getting involved with gangs, there's no future.”
The two children kept silent, looking at the old man.
“I can't protect you two forever. According to the gang, there's only one way to die, you two. Believe me.”
Then he turned to the black boy, sighed, and continued:
“Jack, we are still very young, try to change our lives, don't smoke, use drugs or drive addicted. We see a lot here. No one lives past 25.”
The old man frowned and ordered:
“This weekend I want you two to go to church with me, I will come over to pick you up, don't hide.”
The old man took the phone on the table and pressed the button, then he said inside:
“Take the two kids to the cell, someone will come to pick you up tomorrow morning.”
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
“Remember what I said, don't cause trouble. At least don't kill people.”
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out, two policemen entered, handcuffed the two children, and led them to the cell.
“Son o** ** b*tch, this old man is annoying, I've heard it well, you know.”
Asian kid named Tony picks his ears, yawning up and down.
Breath.
The black kid named Jack leaned against the wall, sat on the couch, he yawned and lazily replied:
“C'mon man! Go to sleep, you will go to the doctor tomorrow and come with me. There's something wrong with the Taylors.”
Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The kid named Tony didn't sleep, he sat in a corner, hunched over with his hands on his chin, thinking a little about life.
…
He is Vietnamese, fate brought him to America thanks to an adopted family. However, the happiness did not last long, the husband was prone to domestic violence, beating him and his wife constantly. Every time drinking is a nightmare for both of them.
By the time he was a little older and more knowledgeable, he knew how to call the police. So he entered Foster care (families contracted with the government to take care of orphaned children). At his new family, he met Jack. So after a while of fighting, they have become close until now.
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