Super Detective in the Fictional World

Within ten seconds, Luke stepped out in a black combat suit, taking the place of the guy.

If the next few black combat uniforms can be closely observed, he will find that his equipment is much less. The bulletproof helmet and upper body combat suit are just sloppy, and the colors of the pants and shoes are similar.

As Luke walked, he checked the punches and magazines in his hand.

The weight of the micro punch is wrong. It seems that most of the parts are engineering plastics. It is even stranger that the texture of the barrel is not like metal.

The bullets in the magazine are not ordinary bullets.

Recently, he likes to play with anesthesia bombs. He immediately confirmed that it was a small anesthesia.

This thing is rare.

Anesthesia guns are common, long is similar to a rifle, and small is similar to a pen.

But the anesthesia micro-rush is obviously to pursue firepower, or coverage, but to catch the target alive.

In order to catch superpowers, this equipment is also carefully used.

A group of people in black combat uniforms appeared here in the middle of the night without any logos, hunting down Carroll's two women.

This is what the Sentinel Secret Service is!

While pondering, he heard a voice from the grabbed headset: "Two women were found and they confirmed that the target of the operation was correct. They were fleeing north and they all followed."

Luke leapt lightly, connected his toes, and stepped on a tree that was seven or eight meters high, looking north.

More than a hundred meters away, the figures of the two girls flickered among the trees and grass under the helicopter searchlight, but they did not escape his keen eyesight.

It really is Carol and Lorna!

He had just discovered the smell of the two men nearby, and at this moment was absolutely certain that the helicopter and the team of combatants were directed at them.

With a crooked neck, Luke's mouth cocked up: let me see what the Sentinel Secret Office is!

Just now he stunned the combatant and robbed the opponent's equipment. The system did not respond.

Regardless of gaining experience or deducting points, there is no reminder of any kind. Obviously, there is no time to take care of him in the system transformation.

Just in case, he is not going to kill anyone today.

But after stunning the anesthesia in his hand, he smiled happily: look, considerate person!

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the treetop.

At the same time, Carol and Lorna were also in crisis.

The two helicopters flying at high altitudes are quite high and are specially made products, which are specially targeted at Lorna's superpowers.

To get these two helicopters down, she had to concentrate on her ability.

But more than thirty Secret Service combatants wearing black combat uniforms were approaching quickly.

Once she stood still, she would soon be found by the other side, and a large number of special anaesthetic bombs would follow her and subdue her.

She also had trouble dealing with fighters in the Secret Service.

Their equipment is also specially made, without metal parts, and also with ceramic inserts, and it is difficult to hurt them in general attacks.

Especially in front of her, she couldn't concentrate and attack these people with precision.

Carroll was no longer as timid as usual, her thin body bowed low, like a wild cat about to attack, with a look of vigilance on her face.

Suddenly, she said, "Lona, I'll drag them, you go first."

Lona refused without hesitation: "No, rush out together."

Carroll was calm: "No, they were too well prepared this time. I can't escape the lock of the helicopter, but you can rush out by a short flight. As long as you get to the north terminal, there are a lot of metal products, they take You can't help it. "

Lona still refused: "Only two kilometers, we rushed out together. This time, I will not show mercy to their men."

While talking, the two metal table knives in her hands floated.

Carol: "No. We are not bad people or criminals. And whoever kills them, they will send more people to arrest us."

Lorna reluctantly said, "But we are about to be caught."

Carol: "What if they only caught us?"

Lorna opened her mouth, speechless.

As long as she kills, if the two are caught together or alone, they will be severely tortured, and Carol is likely to be caught tonight.

The two girls who lacked courage and experience, had more people than ordinary people, but felt dilemma for a while.

But soon they no longer need to worry about this.

Snapped! Snapped!

Two unusually crisp gunshots sounded, and then the searchlights of the two helicopters in the air went out.

Both sides present were stunned.

Then Lorna was overjoyed, and Carol whispered without hesitation: "Hurry up."

In the darkness, the two rushed north.

Carroll's thin figure was like a greyhound, leaping through the trees and grass.

Then she hurled out fiercely, pedaling on the chest of a black combat suit, kicking the person out for seven or eight meters, and rolling on the ground several times before stopping.

With this pedaling reaction force, her small body turned in the air and once again flew another black combat uniform five or six meters away.

An escape route appeared.

Followed by, Lona seemed to lose most of her gravity, and flew out five or six meters every time she took a step. It was not as fast as Carol, but was not affected by any terrain debris, and rushed out.

Without any hesitation, the two girls ran away.

The Sentinel Secret Service has arrested several of their companions. They did not have the courage and determination to fight against them. They could only find opportunities to run, and the two girls missed a good show behind them.

After the two shots, Luke's headset heard the voice of the commander of the black combat uniform: "Be careful, they have guns."

The corners of his mouth were raised, and several small round pot safety pins from the combatant were pulled out, and the heavenly girl flew to all directions.

Powerful forces ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Precise throwing and extremely fast speed make these small round cans explode among the combatants in two seconds.

Clouds of smoke, flashes of bright blind dog eyes appeared in the dark wilderness.

Luke even heard some fighters wailing like defeated dogs, presumably Makak Law, flowers and the like.

For this kind of bad-mouthed man, he decisively picked up the anesthesia on his chest and rushed into the smoke.

Huh!

The movement of anesthesia and micro-rush is almost a silencer pistol. The kinetic energy of the bullet is obviously insufficient. It can hit thirty or fifty meters, but it is enough to bully Carol.

It is also enough for someone who is almost in a ten-meter shootout.

With the spread of those smoke bombs, Luke went into a no-man's land. After rushing in, the muzzle almost reached the fighters' necks, and they were anesthetized one by one.

The first anesthesia was flushed slightly. He was the grace of using a syringe.