Legendary FBI Detective

boom--

The moment he heard the iconic shot from the sniper rifle, Ryder subconsciously bent down to look for the obstacle, and then suddenly found that Roan was on that side, and hurriedly moved there while his face changed, and asked loudly:

"Roan! How are you doing?"

"I'm fine!"

The angry voice reached his ears, and Ryder just breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could react, an old woman in handcuffs suddenly fell into his arms from the front of the car.

Looking at Lilanie Keller who was screaming loudly in his arms, Ryder twitched the corner of his mouth and asked again:

"Roan! What's next?"

"You are optimistic about the suspect here, let the SWAT operation team come here as quickly as possible, and completely block this area!"

Roan, who was hiding behind another car, checked the equipment on his body, with a cold light in his eyes:

"I'm going to deal with that sniper!"

"What?"

Hearing the previous words, Ryder nodded solemnly, but he was stunned by the latter words. Just as he got up to say something, Roan's figure had completely disappeared.

bang bang bang—

On the other side, Roan kept firing at the hidden position of the sniper to suppress the opponent, while rushing into the building at an extremely fast speed.

Just now when Roan crashed the Porsche and opened the door to get out of the car, he took a close look around at the fastest speed.

Because this is a pier, there are not many places suitable for snipers to hide. Roan quickly found a few places, and calculated in advance which places the bullets were shot from, and where the bullets were probably located.

The moment he grabbed Lilanie Keller, the urgent feeling of burning his butt came again, and Roan knew that his guess was right, and that the sniper really planned to kill him.

Pulling Lilanie Keller to the ground, Roan glanced at the bullet marks on the ground and quickly determined the opponent's position.

At the same time, in a certain room in the high-rise building, a muscular middle-aged white man with a cropped cut was standing by the wall to avoid bullets, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Shit! How did that guy find me?!"

Twice! Already twice!

As a killer who roamed the underground world all year round, the short-cut white man who was good at using sniper rifles didn't miss many times.

But this time not only did he miss twice, the reason for the misses was also because of the same person!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the killer habit that he has cultivated all year round still makes the white man with a short head quickly pack up his sniper rifle, wipe away the traces, and prepare to leave here quickly.

"A tall and handsome FBI agent."

Just before leaving, the white man with an inch head kept flashing Roan's face in his mind:

"I remember you."

Turning around and walking quickly towards the departure route he had prepared in advance, the eyes of the white-haired man with a short hair were full of coldness.

The short-haired white man intends to leave here first. Judging from his experience, this area will be blocked soon.

On the other hand, after avoiding the punishment of failing the MS-13 mission, the short-haired white man also planned to find an opportunity to completely kill the FBI.

Even if no one pays him this time!

On the other side, Roan quickly inspected the internal structure of the building, judged others by himself, looked at the problem with the eyes of a killer, and soon found a suitable escape route.

Quickly walking towards one of the stairs, Roan heard hurried footsteps as soon as he arrived there.

Without hesitation, Roan took out two shock bombs and threw them over.

Seeing two foreign objects suddenly appearing in front of his eyes, the white man with short hair instantly widened his eyes.

"Shit!"

Although he didn't know how the other party discovered this way, but the experience of struggling on the line of life and death for many years made Cun Tou make the best response. He directly blocked the weapon box in his hand in front of him.

Boom!

Boom!

Bright flames and deafening explosions sounded suddenly, and the white man with a short hair was thrown to the ground.

"@#￥%..."

He swears a swear word from an unknown country, and the next second, the white man with a cropped head resisted the discomfort from all over his body and got up on the spot, immediately took out his pistol and pulled the trigger in the direction of the shock bomb.

bang bang bang—

Pressing the opponent with bullets, the expression on the white man's face was not panicked at all. He had encountered this situation before, but in the end he survived.

Not only that, but he has accumulated a lot of experience because of those experiences.

The white man with an inch head believes that he can also deal with the opponent this time, and then leave smoothly.

But Roan on the other side of the wall unhurriedly took out three shock bombs again.

Gululu——

Seeing the new foreign object on the ground, the expression on the white man's face finally couldn't hold back, and he cursed loudly:

"Son of..."

Before he finished speaking, the familiar explosion sounded again.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The flame broke through the limit and surged out. This time, the short-haired white man who was very close to the shock bomb felt a rush of hot air, followed by severe pain.

In the next second, his body soared into the air, surrounded by countless cement debris and shock waves, and slammed into the shaking wall next to him.

The short-haired white man lying in the cement debris felt buzzing in his ears, and the world in front of him seemed to shake.

"Tut tut."

Walking out from behind the wall in a vigilant posture, Roan saw a white man with a short hair and a bloody clothes all over his body. He kicked away the weapon on the ground with a blank expression on his face.

The moment he saw Luo An's face clearly, the white man with an inch head slowly took out the third gun with his right hand under his body, and at the same time his eyes were tearing apart:

"Damn FBI!"

The short-cut white man didn't know Roan's name, but it didn't prevent him from opening his mouth to curse.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Luo An chuckled, put his left hand into his pocket, and seemed to be planning to take out his phone to call an ambulance.

Seeing this, the white man with a short hair was full of disdain, and immediately took out the third pistol.

This is one of the hole cards of the white man with an inch, and he is also an old buddy who has saved his life many times. The white man with an inch believes that this time is no exception.

Boom!

The next second, gunshots rang out.

Cun Tou was stunned, it seems that I haven't fired yet?

Immediately afterwards, a splitting headache, numb hands and feet, and a feeling of losing control of his limbs came into his mind.

Feeling the blood slowly flowing from his forehead, the white man with an inch cut realized that he had been shot.

Immediately afterwards, an unspeakable sleepiness flooded his heart.

Looking at the body of the white man with a short hair, Roan put away the Glock 18 in his right hand and smiled disdainfully:

"Do you really think I didn't see your little moves?"

There is no killer in the world who doesn't have a hole card, let alone a white guy with a short head who has been in the killer business for decades, Roan has been guarding against him.

Put a white man with a short hair in prison, and the judge will sentence him to death or life without parole.

But Luo An knew that the other party would definitely use the hidden funds to buy the lives of himself or the agents of the No. 5 investigation team in the underground world before he died.

Killers are the most vengeful group of people in the world.

What's more, there are still countless lives in the hands of the inch-headed white man...

Pressing the contactor, Roan patted the dust on his body, and said softly:

"This is Roan, Lilanie Keller has been successfully arrested, and the sniper has been successfully dealt with."

"ohhh—"

"Nice job! Roan!"

"You are so awesome!"

Luo An's voice fell, and the applause of all the agents came from the communicator.

Returning to the No. 5 investigation team, the agents applauded Roan again for a while, and before Roan sat down, Mona patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the team leader's office, and said with a strange look:

"Roan, Augustus has something to ask for you."