Luke's strength has now reached 32, six times that of an ordinary person, so it is very easy for him to push people.
The pressure on the security guards to move forward was much reduced.
Luke didn't need much skill, but just relied on his brute strength and agility to push the people rushing over into the gap, just like stuffing stones into the cracks of a dam.
This certainly won't stop the dam from collapsing, but it will slow down the influx of water.
He moved very quickly, pushing back several people who rushed in. The people who were pushed back were squeezed all over and couldn't move, and the movements of the people around them were also restricted.
The team's forward speed immediately increased, and they rushed into the evacuation passage ten seconds later.
It was dimly lit here. Luke was walking in front. On his right was a white man in his forties or fifties who looked inconspicuous.
But Luke knew that this person was no simple man.
Just now, those spectators who rushed over should be beaten or thrown away.
His methods are clean and efficient, without any dragging of feet. He is definitely a professional.
Suddenly Luke spoke up to remind: "There is someone on the right."
The white uncle reacted very quickly. He moved aside without hesitation to avoid a black shadow rushing towards him. He grabbed the other person's hand and twisted it. With a clang, a metal object fell to the ground. Everyone could vaguely see that it was a dagger.
The white uncle showed no mercy and pressed hard. There was a cracking sound and the guy screamed. His wrist was at least dislocated and there was a higher chance of a fracture.
The uncle did not stop: "Get out of here quickly."
Everyone was on high alert and rushed out of the dark passage at high speed. After entering the parking lot, the famous singer Sheila was stuffed into the car by the white uncle and sped away.
Luke turned his head and looked at Elsa: "Are you going to see the big singer today?"
Elsa thought about it and nodded: "She is very busy and can only give us one hour today. Now that this has happened, we may only have half an hour."
Luke nodded without saying anything. He got in the car and followed the nanny car in front with Elsa.
Elsa caught up with the nanny car and suddenly said, "Why didn't you do it yourself just now? That's Silla, it's good for you."
Luke was puzzled: "That white guy can handle it, why should I take his job? I'm just here to help."
Elsa glanced sideways: "No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."
Luke coughed lightly: "Well, but I have female friends who can solve the problem."
Elsa was choked up: Isn't this just saying that she has a boyfriend? She doesn't even have a boyfriend, why is she mocking Luke
Elsa, who had suffered a critical hit for no apparent reason, could only drive silently, and decided that it would be better not to talk to a partner who had hurt her heart.
Half an hour later, the car arrived in Beverly Hills and entered a small villa.
Luke whistled. "This famous singer seems to be much richer than Katie. This villa must be worth at least five or six million US dollars!"
Elsa said nothing, still sad.
The security guard at the door took one look at Elsa's face and immediately let her in.
Luke knew immediately that Elsa's personal relationship with the great Sheila singer was better than he thought.
Before entering the door, Luke stopped Elsa with a strange look on his face: "Wait a moment."
According to his keen sense of smell, the two people inside seemed to be getting a little close.
After about five minutes, the door opened and the white uncle came out with a business card in his hand, looking a little dazed.
This uncle was obviously very serious, his clothes and pants were neat, and he was not as unprofessional as Luke had previously guessed.
He greeted her with interest: "Hi, can I meet you?"
The white uncle finally woke up and looked at Luke and the other man. He recognized that they were the people who had helped him just now, and he also knew Elsa.
He smiled politely: "Hello, Brian Mills."
Luke held out his hand: "Hello, Luke Coulson. You are amazing."
Brian showed a peaceful smile, as if he was a parent looking at his younger generation: "I'm old, I should have retired long ago."
Luke smiled: "No, in your current state, you can still fight for at least ten years."
Brian smiled bitterly: "I hope so." He smiled politely and left.
Luke followed Elsa into the house.
The furnishings in this room are of a much higher standard than those of Miss Katie.
This Shila has been famous for almost ten years, and she is a talented singer, with her songs appearing on the Billboard charts every now and then.
Although their rankings are not high, with most of them hovering around 10 to 20, they are still considered first-rate singers.
Elsa introduced Luke to him and assured him that he could be absolutely trusted. The big singer didn't pay much attention and just nodded and said hello.
Sheila has been having some bad luck lately.
The strange situation at home has not been resolved yet, and millions of dollars worth of jewelry were lost. Then today, I held a small fan meeting and was almost attacked by a knife-wielding gangster.
At this moment, she was wearing a bathrobe and looked a little pitiful.
Elsa comforted her for a while, but got straight to the point: "Silla, since I'm here, of course it's best for me to help you solve some problems, so take us to that room?"
Sheila also knew Elsa's character, and what others said was true. A large part of the reason for her poor mental health was due to the strange things in the house.
She managed to cheer herself up and stood up: "Come with me."
When she bent over and stood up from the sofa, her beautiful naked chest was revealed in her bathrobe.
Luke took it all in calmly and nodded slightly: He is indeed a great singer! He is also famous for dancing. With such a broad mind... Wow, he really lives up to his reputation!
It's not that Luke is mean, but the beautiful scenery is right in front of him, he won't just turn his head away and not look.
Following Silla in the elevator to the third floor, Elsa asked casually, “After you called me that day, are you sure you didn’t tidy up this room or let anyone else in?”
Silla nodded: “Yes, I heard you say that we should protect the first scene to facilitate your investigation, so I didn’t clean up the room this time.”
Luke admired in his heart that Elsa was indeed an experienced detective and thought of this at the first moment.
It was a pity that she was in Miami for the holidays, otherwise she might have found more clues.
When they reached the door of a room, Sheila hesitated, looked at Luke, and then looked at Elsa.
Elsa understood immediately and nodded slightly: "He will be fine, and he has a way of solving cases."
Sheila looked at Elsa again in surprise. She knew that her old friend seldom praised men, especially this one who looked like a high school student.
Without further hesitation, Sheila pressed her finger on a panel on the door, and a second later, the door opened with a click.
Luke: "Fingerprint unlock?"
Silla nodded: "Yes, it can also be turned on by voice control."
Luke: "Who else can open this door except you?"
Sheila: "It's just me and the nanny Meryl, but this door will leave a record when it's opened, and when something unusual happened those days, there was no abnormal record of this door being opened."