Chapter 699 Is Your Future Wife Okay?

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The robbers were caught off guard by the sudden attack from both sides. Fastest update┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Among the two below, the one at the head moved erratically, and his marksmanship was precise and coquettish. Almost one or two shots would bring down a gangster.

The female policeman's marksmanship is not so exaggerated, but it is still competent as a fire cover for the first person.

And a certain black gun professional who hides on the roof and steals people's heads from a high position is too much.

He emptied Lock's first magazine in three seconds, and seventeen rounds blasted the heads of seven gangsters and the chest and abdomen of eight gangsters.

Then, after the last bullet of the first magazine was fired, he pressed the release button, the magazine that had been prepared in his left hand was inserted instantly, and the sleeve was reset by pressing the reset button.

A series of gunshots rang out again.

The gangster downstairs is not a rookie, but an experienced mercenary.

After falling down several companions in a row, they also noticed that a gunshot sounded in the wrong position, and several people raised their guns and swept upstairs.

Luke was very calm.

The approximate locations of these gangsters were locked by him in advance, and half of them are still dead, and the remaining people who are more threatening are given priority care.

It's a faster game than anyone else.

As long as Luke is a little faster than each gangster's muzzle moving to his own position, he can take the lead in every pair of shots.

And once he takes the lead, it is difficult for him to lose this kind of shot within 20 meters.

When the six gangsters carried their guns and swept upwards, Luke sent two bullets to each person at the speed of each person's muzzle movement.

As soon as the six gangsters fell, the sound of gunfire on the street immediately became sparse, and the two people who broke through from the prison car below also rushed into the side alley.

However, maybe it was because the man in front was too angry, and one of the gangsters Luke knocked down did not release the trigger when he fell to the ground, and inexplicably created a stray bullet.

Half of the man entered the alley, but he was shot in the last half of the calf. He let out a scream, yelling "Majafake", and rolled into the alley.

Luke looked speechless on the roof: what bad luck! Can you get a shot with the remaining half of the leg? Luckily it's not the knee.

But this person is not an ordinary person. He stood up dragging his injured leg, and he swept the outside with his backhand, knocking down two approaching gangsters, and his limping posture was still very angry, and he slipped decisively.

The policewoman also retreated into the alley and ran after him.

Luke didn't stop in his hand, emptied the magazine in one breath, knocked over the four gangsters who wanted to lean towards the alley, and flashed the pistol as soon as he put it away.

He likes to keep his name anonymous when he does good deeds, and let the police uncles in the UK take the credit for themselves.

After walking around the alley for several times, he walked almost one kilometer. He stood downstairs in a convoluted apartment building, jumped up easily on the wall, grabbed the fire stairs on the second floor, and climbed to the fifth floor. .

Stepping on two window edges less than ten centimeters away, Luke grabbed the edge of the third window and stuck his head out.

Someone inside was saying impatiently: "Don't worry about the damn phone, Duhovic knows our lines, it can only be that you have a mole in the Interpol. Now I need someone to treat my injuries, and you need help. Remember, Must be an outsider."

Luke listened for a moment outside the window, and knocked on the window glass with a smile.

The guns of the two people in the house immediately pointed to them.

Seeing a big smiling face and a waving hand outside the window, both of them were surprised.

The policewoman was a little helpless.

Shooting is easy to attract the police, and the other party did not attack first. She subconsciously glanced at the person next to her.

Another man held a gun, frowned, stared at the face for a moment, and then said, "Honduras?"

Luke's smile outside the window was even brighter: "How is your future wife?"

As soon as the question came out, the corner of the man's mouth twitched, but he put down his gun: "Let him in, he's not from Duhovich."

The policewoman was surprised: "Are you serious? Do you know how many killers and mercenaries Duhovich hired to kill you?"

And this guy hanging thiefly outside the window looks like a killer! She muttered in her heart, but under the gaze of two people inside and outside the window, she still struggled to open the window.

After opening the window buckle, she immediately backed away from the window. Although the gun in her hand was not raised, she maintained a posture ready to attack at any time.

Luke still opened the window and got in.

He first nodded to the vigilant policewoman: "Hello, beautiful lady, what's your name?"

Policewoman: "Shouldn't you say it first?"

Luke shrugged: "Just call me coolbirds."

Policewoman: "Roselle!"

Then his eyes turned to the one sitting on the sofa: "Long time no see, your life is not very good, Kincaid."

At this moment, the person on the sofa has taken off the black thread cap, revealing a big black bald head, with the dead tree crow tattoo still on it.

Hearing the name on Luke's newspaper, he pouted and reconfirmed that he was not mistaken.

Cool Bird was the name of the bar when he met his wife Sonia, and it was in Honduras.

On the day he met his wife Sonia, there was a young man sitting beside him, and the two of them joined forces to beat the gang in the bar.

Although he didn't know the details of this young man, and the young man's face was not right now, Kincaid knew his state.

Now that he is fighting this young man, there must be a winner or loser.

Luke pulled over a chair and a stool next to him and gestured.

Kincaid consciously put his right leg on which he was shot.

Luke took out something from the backpack behind him, and said, "It's too annoying to walk, and it really doesn't end well. If you're willing to walk a few steps on the ground with your butt out, you won't be shot, right? "

Kincaid's mind was spinning, and he suddenly understood: "Just now... was it you?"

As soon as he said these words, the policewoman Roselle a few meters away was so frightened that she immediately aimed the gun at Luke.

Hearing this, she thought Luke was the one who shot Kincaid.

Luke didn't even look at her, put on rubber gloves unhurriedly, and cut off one of Kincaid's trouser legs with scissors with a smile: "I remind you, don't talk nonsense without evidence."

Kincaid understood in his heart.

No wonder when he rushed out of the prison van before, someone attacked the gangsters at the same time, and the marksmanship was extremely sharp.

At that time, he was in a hurry to break out of the encirclement and run, and he had no time to stand in the middle of the road and look up to observe.

But the experienced man was still amazed by the marksmanship of the man on the roof.

It's not as simple as in the movie.

In actual combat, the shooter's own state needs to be controlled, and the opponent is not a fixed target. It is very good to have a hit rate of 20-30%.

Now that Luke appeared, and thinking of the scene where the bandit fell like he was harvesting wheat, what else did Kincaid not understand.