Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 973: London accent, poetry, hands-on trilogy

The killer of several killers has the consequence that more than half of the "comrades" have instantly lost their combat effectiveness. ranw? enw? w? w ?. ? r? a? n? w? e? n? a`com

The line of defense was originally complete, just like a sand pile under a flood. Only a little foam remained after a big wave.

Luke thoughtfully adjusted his attack targets, and assisted him with these waves of help to relieve most of the "temporary teammates" who might have escaped.

Papa Papa Papa!

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Twelve consecutive shots with two guns, more than a dozen killers who were running away and fell down in turn.

As soon as Luke was thinking, Colt King Cobra changed the ball again.

Poppy poppy!

Passing around the last four rushing killers, almost one shot was made against their heads, and Luke stopped.

Looking around, he unhurriedly pulled out the revolver and started the first formal bombing process tonight,

That Belle's authentic London accent resounded in Winter Night Park, drifting away with the cold wind and light snow: "I heard the echo, from the valley and the heart. Harvest the empty soul with a lonely sickle. Repeatedly, Repeating happiness again ... "

Either blind or desperate, the killers were blown to the streets.

As soon as they heard this London accent, they understood.

This is the Lord!

London accent, poetry, killing, the trilogy of genuine smiles and killings!

There are also two infinite revolvers like bullets, horrible firing with no shots, and a leisurely, pyrotechnic movement that perfectly fits the instructions in the information.

Among the flashes of light, the killers lying on the ground couldn't help but think back.

The first smiley man didn't say a word from beginning to end. The weapons were long swords and sand eagles. Although the speed of movement was also terrible, the style was extremely insignificant.

This is simply two different people.

It's just that the two smiling people are too strong, the battle is fierce and short, and they have no time to think about it.

There is no stipulation that the smiling person who originally liked to read poetry costumes, met more than a hundred professional masters, can still maintain the beep, and continue to read poetry costumes like a big death.

The fart rolled into the urine to meet their expectations.

Now, the Lord appears.

They only discovered that even the real smiling people can still pretend to be with them even in the face of nearly a hundred professional killers.

They are just props for each other.

"I believe in myself, born like a bright summer flower ..."

Poppy poppy!

"Undefeated and undefeated, smoldering like fire ..."

Bang Bang Bang!

"With the load of heartbeat and the burden of breathing ..."

Poppy poppy!

"Enjoy it!"

Bang Bang Bang!

In a series of gunfire, Luke groaned in his mouth, like a dancer stepping on a drum, walking around the field.

After the last poem was read, the killer in the field barely survived.

Crossing his hands and inserting his two guns, he reached out and caught a falling snowflake: "It's snowing hard."

In the laboratory, Selina, who was sitting in front of the monitoring station, held half a cake in her hand, her slightly grown mouth forgot to bite it, and stared blankly on the virtual screen. .

She always knew that Luke was strong.

Killing dozens of such things can only be counted as someone's daily operation. The limit operation is the killing of hundreds of large drug lords in Mexico.

However, tonight Luke refreshed her perception.

After killing more than a hundred, it is not a miscellaneous gangster who killed all the veterans who are professional killers.

The difference is like playing table tennis to win hundreds of foreign elementary school students, and winning one hundred Chinese national team players.

After all, table tennis is heads-up, this is one-to-many.

She thought again and again, Luke always showed the expression of "a kind grandfather looking at his granddaughter" in the face of the question of her strength gap.

Selena now understands, and smiles bitterly: This is indeed a topic that cannot be talked about.

Without the complete form of the symbiosis of nuggets, she would only be spiked in the face of this hundred-plus killers, leaving no room for counterattack at all.

Even in full form, it is easy to be restrained by the killer's flash shock.

In comparison, that wacky Wade is really strong.

Luke is even stronger than it is, making the number of these killers meaningless.

"Well, life, it's really lonely like snow!" A sigh came from the picture.

Selina was finally awake, holding up her hand: "Hey, are you too deep into the show? Hurry up and wash the ground. There are still a few calls to the police station, saying there is a lot of movement in the park, and you have the most Thirty minutes to wash the floor, remember to wash clean. "

Luke was awakened by her words and shook her head with a smile.

Going to a killer, he lowered his head and looked at her with a slight smile: "No need to camouflage. My shot only hit the bulletproof plate on your chest. Unless you have a serious heart attack, the most red skin at this moment Just one piece. "

The female killer on the ground remained motionless.

Luke didn't take it seriously: "Go back and tell the Continental Hotel that this is just a small meeting. Since I'm in New York, then I stand and you have to kneel. I sit and you have to lie down, just like now You are the same. "

After that, he kicked out, and the tip of his toe was lightly on her back, and the figure lying on the ground was loose with muscles, and he really passed out.

Luke pouted his lips: "Well, let's keep our word."

He considered for a moment, and finally decided to leave a "courier" to the Continental Hotel.

However, the purpose is exactly the opposite.

This message will only make the Continental Hotel list v as a real enemy and attach importance to it.

Why did Luke do this? The skyrocketing experience points in the system speak for themselves.

In addition to the Continental Hotel, it is difficult for him to meet such "good people" in New York.

Sending more than one hundred elite bosses at once, there are really not many such villains.

I just do n’t know how many experience points would be gained if the mainland hotel was uprooted.

In his heart, the idea of ​​"getting rich and getting rich" turned around, and he moved quickly, carrying "garbage ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~" all over the floor to complete the scrubbing work.

Just now, he didn't want to pretend.

In recent months, with the increasing number of battles, Luke has a team of ordinary human beings, and the threat to himself is approaching zero.

He is extremely well prepared for this battle today, and he has sufficient records for various accidents.

But with the help of Wade's "teammate", everything was beyond imagination.

Luke was hit with only three shots and a few fragments.

This is why he was hit because he chose to increase his efficiency and reduce his dodge.

From the results of tonight, as long as the regular army does not cooperate with rifles and air support in helicopters, whether it is one or two hundred or three or four hundred people, it is only a difference in the number of shots. , But the difficulty will not increase too much.

Moreover, the chance of Luke encountering this situation in the future is almost zero.

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