Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke's voice came from the headset: "Give you a place, rush out from here, immediately turn left for two hundred meters, and the rocket is there waiting for you to change clothes."

Camora was overjoyed: "Quil, run quickly."

With a bang, Quill was blown away for several tens of meters, and his speed was quickened: "I know, I know."

The two of them stopped delaying, and rushed out of the gap in the hill where Luke had marked the point, and in front of them was a flat wasteland covered with heavy snow.

Suddenly turning left at a right angle, the two rushed towards the rocket two hundred meters away.

Before they could say anything, they heard a huge explosion sounding behind them.

The air wave rushed the two of them out several tens of meters, and they almost flew past the rocket's head.

Still Drax grabbed both hands and dragged them off the ground.

The Rockets, who were waiting, took a Thousand Faces system in each of their left and right hands, and shot them on both of them.

Quill: "What is this..."

Boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions sounded behind the hills next to them, shaking the mountains within a kilometer, and smog filled the sky.

The mercenaries who were in the lead were caught off guard, were picked up by the air wave, fell over the last hill, crackled and scattered.

Rocket held his head in both hands, but exclaimed excitedly: "Big spoon, C-4 is really exciting, go back and share some fun with me."

"No problem." Luke replied casually: "There are three or four hundred chasers behind, which have already been surrounded. You split into two and spread them apart, pretending not to know each other."

The rocket hurriedly signaled to Quill and Kamora, and asked Drax to follow them, and then it took the Mantis sister into the aircraft and flew a certain distance.

At this moment, Quill has been turned into a black-skinned uncle by the Thousand Faces system, and Camora is a brown hottie.

In this way, the guards divided into two sides, from race to skin color, did not conform to the configuration of the two Quills before, and they could completely mix fish eyes.

Although Luke can kill the hundreds of chasers behind him, he will attract more mercenaries and bandit groups during the period.

When the time comes, if you don't kill thousands of guys who want to make a fortune in one go, you can't stop these people's impulses.

At that time, the predators may have to come forward to solve him, lest the scene becomes too big, and the rumors that the planet will be deliberately wiped out the "client" will flow out in the future.

For the site owner, the truth and truth are not worth mentioning, and the interests are the most important.

After a few seconds, the chaotic chaser crossed the last hill.

They do not belong to each other, and of course there is no unified command.

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the pursuers in the air and underground all realized that something was wrong: What is it, what about people?

Querna's appearance is barely regarded as "a talent", and Kamora's green skin is very eye-catching.

Entering the interstellar age, any goggles or aircraft have an automatic lock reminder function, but at this moment there is no target.

Of course, many people scanned the escort's Thousand Faces system to shield the perspective, obviously wearing some kind of interference equipment.

But the same equipment is also available on many mercenaries-they also don't want to be locked in perspective.

The shortcomings of the chasing troops without unified command were once again exposed, and the scene could not be controlled for a while.

However, Luke noticed that several large teams with more than twenty people moved to the periphery at the same time, eyeing the people in the circle.

Obviously, there are smart people in the battle-hardened interstellar mercenaries.

They are all people who are here to make a fortune. Whoever suddenly leaves the circle and runs out when the target disappears is definitely suspected.

Quill reminded everyone on the team channel: "Pay attention to the group of people in the outer circle. They were watching us just now, and they have been dragging behind to let others die."

Luke: Sure enough, there are talents everywhere in this universe, as are the bad guys.

Quill only finished reminding that the teams seemed to have reached an agreement and started the broadcast broadcast of the aircraft: "Attention everyone, don't leave the scene. The target has changed his appearance and is hiding in the middle, ready to escape at any time."

People in the circle gradually understood this reminder.

People who knew each other got together and looked suspiciously at strangers around.

Fortunately, most people are strangers to each other, and Luke can still mix up.

"What to do?" Camora looked at the stabilized scene, knowing that the situation would deteriorate quickly.

The number of people present was close to five hundred, and only one to two hundred latecomers were really questionable.

As long as they were compared with the mercenary images recorded during the previous pursuit, they only appeared strange faces that could not hide.

Luke: "Then call the thief to catch the thief! Rocket, you come to prove that I am an accomplice of the guard."

The guards looked dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Luke explained the next performance: "Then I will try to kill you, and take the opportunity to kill the people in the outer circle. After the confusion, you find a chance to leave."

Rocket: "What about you?"

Luke hehe: "If you weren't here, I would have returned to the city alone. They didn't dare to bombard the city wildly, so just go back and wait for me."

Quill felt that this was a bit of abandoning his friends: "Or, I will stay to meet you?"

Luke can only tell the truth: "You didn't show your face if you didn't see me! If you dare to show up, everyone who died today will be counted on you."

Of course everyone understands.

As long as they don't show up, the casualties in the future can be said to be black and black, or it can be said to be the consequence of the melee, and the biggest black pan will not fall on the guards.

Luke waited for a few seconds to give everyone time to understand the difference, and then he urged: "Okay, Rockets, start your performance."

The Rockets react quickly, especially when they open their mouths to curse, their mouths react faster than their brains.

"Damn it, that guy is in the escort. I saw him with them." The dwarf suddenly jumped on the ground and pointed to Luke who was suspended in the air in his flight suit.

Everyone subconsciously turned their attention away, and there was a light in their eyes: "Who?"

"It's the bald purple skin!" The little dwarf seemed to be in a hurry, jumping his feet repeatedly.

The face of the purple-skinned man in Luke's incarnation changed: "Asshole, are you framing me? Go to death!"

He moved ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to a small aircraft not far away, hit the three people on it, and grabbed the rudder.

Biubiubiu!

The aircraft splashed out a fan-shaped energy bomb, hitting beside the rocket...

Boom boom boom!

The dozen or so unlucky guys that were divided into three piles around the rocket were hit into the sky.

Luke did not wait for everyone to react, the aircraft made a sharp turn and rushed towards the sky: "Asshole, this little dwarf must have been instructed by you, go to hell!"

His goal is precisely the one with the largest number of the three teams that control the overall situation in the outer air.

In the face of the surprise attack, this team showed excellent tactical qualities, and almost immediately turned the gun and swept towards Luke's aircraft.

This response was quick and correct, but it was a pity that the wrong opponent was found.

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