mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 100 Bounty on Ethan Lee
Chapter 100 Bounty on Ethan Lee
Chapter 100 Bounty on Ethan Lee
Strength: 79 (43+28+8)
Endurance: 77 (42+27+8)
Endurance: 64 (34+23+7)
[Spirit: 30 (34-4)]
With both hands gripping the SUV tightly, he used nearly a ton of force to lift the rear of the small SUV, startling Colin Buchanan, who was driving.
He recognized the attacker; it was none other than that troublesome Ethan Lee, after all, his business had also been affected by this guy.
But he never expected that a mere policeman could lift the rear of the car, even though this small Toyota SUV weighs 1.5 tons.
Colin Buchanan quickly switched the car to 4WD mode, and the front wheels began to exert force. The next second, Ethan Lee had already released the vehicle, because his psychic abilities told him that if he didn't release it, he would be shot in the eye and become the gunman who had been knocked unconscious by a rock.
"Bang bang bang bang bang"
Li Yisen, shot in the shoulder, quickly grabbed the unconscious drug dealer as a shield. Bullets pierced his flesh one by one. When the dealer ran out of bullets, Li Yisen used the corpse to smash the drug dealer down, and he was instantly motionless.
"What a pity."
Li Yisen shook his head as he watched the car drive away. He was annoyed that some of the fish had slipped through the net, but the four large backpacks on the ground were like blind boxes, which made him look forward to them.
Lee Ethan suddenly noticed another camera pointed at him from the woods. It seemed the cameraman hadn't run away. So, to ensure a perfect ending, he endured his gunshot wound and weakness, trying to save the man whose throat had been slit. He didn't have a first-aid kit and was likely doomed. Both men were staff members of the show.
After finishing his work, he plopped down on the ground and admitted that with his physique, directly using two major skills was a bit exhausting, as he felt like all the nutrients in his body had been drained.
He slowly opened the backpack, and there were packets of heroin in his eyes. He had really struck gold this time.
The first support to arrive was a helicopter. They were about to help Lee Ethan bandage his wounds when Lee Ethan refused.
"Let's check on the other injured first."
He had a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor; at least he acted very well.
Soon the border patrol arrived, along with Nicole Watts, who was calling out to them. Before David Chambers could speak, Lee Ethan leaned against the tree trunk and shouted.
"Everyone, we've won."
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David Chambers looked at the body on the ground and the four backpacks of heroin, and finally nodded. The one they had overlooked had been dealt with by the person in front of them.
"You win, Officer Ethan."
As a profession that frequently involves facing life and death, border patrol officers have even greater respect for strength, and someone has achieved that, even if it's a slap in their face.
They won a 1v5 without firearms; none of them dared to say they could do it.
"A helicopter will take you to a hospital in San Diego for treatment shortly."
"No, just take me to Los Angeles."
Lee Ethan dared not linger in San Diego, after all, it was a border city, and who knew if someone would attack him while he was weakened? Besides, he could only receive free medical treatment from the county sheriff in Los Angeles.
Of course, the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Office will reimburse the medical expenses in San Diego, but what if someone does something underhanded that makes it impossible to get reimbursed?
The SUV was abandoned at the bottom of a cliff, and Colin Buchanan walked several hundred meters to find the waiting buyer.
"Ethan Lee stole the goods."
"What?"
The waiting California drug dealers were all deeply moved.
"Is Ethan Lee the Los Angeles County Sheriff?"
"That's right. I don't know what happened, but he suddenly appeared and took care of everyone else without even using a gun."
The gang leader frowned; he strongly suspected that Colin Buchanan was planning to double-cross him.
Colin Buchanan was, of course, well-prepared.
"I have a hidden camera here; I can tell what's going on at a glance."
This explanation convinced the drug dealers present. The vehicle started, and the drug dealers left before the border patrol arrived. Colin Buchanan also informed his boss, Joseph Rodriguez, the leader of the Red Desert Alliance.
This is the head of the Baja California gang alliance. Most of the gangs in the state are nominally his subordinate organizations, and he controls most of the smuggling industry from Baja California to California.
"The goods were stolen by Los Angeles County Sheriff Ethan Lee. I don't know how he got here. Maybe someone in the alliance leaked the information."
"Wait me a moment."
The phone call lasted for a few minutes before Cerf Rodriguez's voice came through again.
"Ethan Lee was on a cross-border program, and you just happened to run into him."
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Colin Buchanan's expression was quite telling; he never expected that a damn show would ruin everything, no wonder he hadn't heard anything about it.
"What do we do next?"
"Hurry back and deliver the next batch. As for Ethan Lee, I'll take care of him."
"Beep beep beep".
After the call ended, the leader of the Red Desert Alliance sat in a chair for a few seconds, pondering, before finally picking up the phone and dialing a number.
"I'm offering a $70 bounty on Ethan Lee's head."
"We have received the commission."
The voice of Cerf Rodriguez came from the dimly lit room.
"Clermont, the San Antonio Mountains, Lano, and the Cleveland National Forest—how could a lowly cop like you cause me to lose tens of millions of dollars?"
Losing money isn't the most important thing. The most important thing is that the other party is hindering his smuggling lifeline. Who knows what the other party will do next after blocking the town of Lano? This guy has only been a patrolman for less than 8 months.
Mexican drug traffickers typically offer bounties to American police ranging from $2000 to $100 million, with $70 considered a very high amount. Since the turn of the millennium, Mexican drug traffickers have been offering bounties more and more frequently.
Los Angeles, UCLA Medical Center, is a hospital that collaborates with the state police, Los Angeles County Sheriff's Office, and Los Angeles City Police Department. It is ranked among the top 7 in the United States and the 2nd in California.
Lying in the hospital, Li Yisen looked at the woman in front of him and was truly impressed.
Freya, why are you everywhere?
The woman in front of me, dressed in white, was Freya, whom I had said goodbye to not long ago. I never expected to see her again so soon.
The female doctor wore a white sweater and fitted trousers under her white coat; doctors are not allowed to wear stockings.
Freya rolled her eyes at the other person, and examined the patient in a businesslike manner.
"I'm the associate chief physician of surgery at this hospital, didn't you know?"
"Isn't your home St. John's Hospital?"
"Who would work in their own family hospital? Seeing their own old man just annoys them. Okay, pull up your clothes so I can see how the gunshot wound is. I guess it's in the second stage."
Just then, a knock sounded at the door, and Isabella Carroll from the Media Relations Bureau walked in with several people. The bald man in the lead made Lee Ethan pay close attention to him.
Standing over 2 meters tall, with a massive, rock-like physique, he exudes a sense of intimidation.
Isabella explained.
"Hobbs Johnson, head of the FBI Special Operations Group, wants to know about Colin Buchanan."
Special operations team?
If Lee Ethan remembers correctly, this was a direct order from the FBI leadership, responsible for leading the international manhunt, and it seems he was in charge of Colin Buchanan.
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