Super Detective in the Fictional World

Garcia heard this, chuckled, and waved, "See ?! If you don't come out again, this little girl will die."

Then, he moved his hand again and pointed to the side: "If you don't come out, these women will die, and then it will be all the poor ghosts under the viaduct. I will be in front of you , Kill them one by one! Are you not their protector? Now, why dare not come out? "

A gangster beside him was holding a little black girl by the neck and turned her face to Luke's side.

At the same time, a muzzle of a black hole was also resting on the little girl's temple.

The little girl was pale and trembling, and tears kept flowing in her eyes, but she didn't say a word.

There were also three gangsters holding guns at three women kneeling on the ground.

Luke walked out of the alley while observing the gangsters, and the phone spoke again: "Well, I'm out."

The gangsters saw a black shadow appear from the shadow of the building more than twenty meters away and walked towards them.

No one fired.

The shadow area is very large and dark. If you hit it in this way, the ghost knows that there is no hit.

And they were killed by that woman. No one wanted to kill her with one shot, they all wanted to catch her, and then cruelly tortured and returned.

After a moment, all the gangsters present were stunned.

When the shadows reached a position about ten meters in front of them, the lights of the car lights and other places finally reached their outline.

The gangsters suddenly realized that this was a man who was wrapped in gray-black clothes without even revealing his eyes and mouth.

Riley North has killed many of their companions, and many have seen her. Her height is at most one meter seven five, and she is not particularly strong.

But what the **** is this guy in front of?

This black figure is more than 1.90 meters tall and extremely burly, and can look up to two Riley Norths.

"Zapris!" A female voice that the gangsters had just become familiar with came from the shadow.

Along with this joyful and coquettish female broadcasting chamber, Luke pulled his hands on the quick-drawn holster, and the left hand P226 and the right hand Glock raised.

Poppy poppy!

Suddenly, the heads of four hostage-bearing gangsters blossomed.

The timing of Lu Kexuan's attack was just the moment the gangster holding the little girl left her temple.

With the fall of the four gangsters, his only scruples disappeared, his body turned into a dark shadow, and rushed straight to the gangsters.

Physical fitness burst!

Sensitive response starts!

Melee fighting starts!

Poppy poppy!

Storm gunfire sounded, and Luke clung to a peripheral gangster.

The gangster was about to shoot and found that the hand holding the gun had been blocked by Luke's body.

He just had a pain in his back as soon as he wanted to retract his hand. He had hit several bullets fired by his companion and fell down softly.

Luke stood up to the gangster's body, rushed forward a few steps, and forced it under his foot, flying it towards the gangsters on the left.

He swayed in an oblique direction and passed through the five gangsters. His two guns flickered like phantoms, and he opened the bow from left to right, and a muzzle fired from the muzzle.

The five gangsters were almost shot with a gun against his head and chest.

By the time their bodies were shaken, Luke had passed by them, storming into the next bandit.

Before the gangsters had time to turn their muzzles, Luke fired with two shots.

Snapped! Snapped!

The gangster in the front saw the muzzle spurting a bright flame in front of his eyes and fell down.

By the time the two shots were fired, Luke had already passed the second pair of gangsters, with his hands backwards and aiming at the two back heads just passing by.

Snapped! Snapped!

The last gangster looked at Luke, who was approaching quickly, and shouted in horror, but the pistol clicked and the magazine was empty.

Luke's figure passed by him.

Without waiting for the gangster to understand, the bullets of his companions came one after another, turning him into a horse honeycomb.

Within ten seconds, the gangsters had died of fifteen.

A group of baddies looked pale and shouted unconsciously. The guns in their hands repeatedly pulled the trigger, but they could only eat ashes behind Luke.

Poppy poppy!

When Luke was shot dead by his companion, Luke turned around like a ghostly ghost, and rushed into the next group of gangsters seven or eight meters away.

The bandits looked terrified and desperate.

They know they will die soon!

If you don't die in the hands of this terrible black monster, you will die under the bullets of your companions.

But their brains were too late to give instructions to evade.

Luke's figure rolled violently, sprinting sideways while rubbing their outer edges, and the flames of the flat guns were like sickles harvesting away evil lives.

Poppy poppy!

The seven gangsters fell, but Luke fired only five shots, and the remaining two were severely beaten again by his teammates.

The remaining dozen or so gangsters were going crazy.

They no longer care about their companions, they no longer aim, and raise their hands in the direction of Luke, and they will be beaten up, which will be a little more threatening.

However, it is only a little threat.

Luke's frantic attack closed, and he hid behind a gangster again, and his two guns quietly protruded from his armpit, pulling the trigger again.

Poppy poppy!

The shield gangster's body was constantly shaken by bullets, and the gangsters across the street rushed in turn.

Shooting in a stationary state, Luke was a man who could make six shots a second, six out of six.

clang! clang!

In two subtle sounds, his two guns emptied the magazine at the same time, and turned into an empty warehouse, with four gangsters on the opposite side.

Luke closed his gun with both hands and pulled M1911 in the hands of the shield gangster.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

M1911 fired three consecutive times, killing three gangsters, and re-entering the short position.

Luke raised his hand suddenly, and M1911 flew out in a straight trajectory, smashing the bones of the nose of the last gangster.

噗通!噗通!

At this time, the gangster who collapsed the face gate and the gangster who blocked the shield fell to the ground at the same time.

Luke took out P226 again, and replaced it with a magazine without delay, not forgetting to put it back in his pocket.

Snapped!

He took a shot at the back of the gangster who collapsed.

Snapped! Snapped!

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Luke then moved his muzzle to the last standing gangster, Diego Garcia.

Diego Garcia slowly lowered the short gun in his hand: "Who are you? Why are you fighting me?"

Luke's mouth tilted and he pulled the trigger directly against Garcia's leg.

Garcia swooped and hid behind the car next to him.

Luke looked: Garcia missed the shot!

The distance between them was less than ten meters, which was the range where he never missed.

But Garcia was unharmed!

With a happy smile on Luke's face, he walked towards the car.