Luke casually replaced the P226 with a new magazine, returned to the elevator, and went down to B1 again.
The moment the elevator door opened, a figure stood inside with a gun.
There was a sudden burst of gunfire outside, leaving the elevator full of bullet holes.
A few seconds later, the people outside the door realized something was wrong and stopped firing.
In the elevator, there was only one security guard with bullet holes all over his body, but he was still standing inside.
At this time, the people outside the door realized: this was just a corpse hanging.
But the next moment after they stopped firing, a figure fell down from the air vent above the elevator, hanging upside down, holding a submachine gun in one hand and a P226 in the other, firing wildly at the same time.
Puff puff puff!
Bang bang bang!
More than half of the ten people gathered outside the door were swept away in an instant, and the rest dodged in panic.
In the previous burst of firing, most of them had emptied their magazines, and few were able to fight back in time.
Luke didn't give these people a chance to breathe. He let go of the two empty guns in his hands and let them fall. He used his hands to gain leverage on the body of the security guard in front of him, and pushed his feet against the side wall of the elevator at the same time, and turned right in the air.
As he turned around, he reached into his waist with both hands, and a Glock 17 and a Beretta 92f appeared in his hands.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The two guns fired like a torrential rain with extraordinary accuracy.
The ambushers in front of the elevator were only five or six meters away from him. At this distance, his hit rate was astonishingly high.
The Glock 17 in his right hand knocked down three people in a row, while the Beretta in his left hand only hit one person. However, without exception, all of the people who were hit were hit by at least two bullets, both in the upper body or head.
Then, the firing rate of both guns decreased simultaneously.
Rhythmic "pa! pa! pa!" sounds rang out one after another. It was not as violent as before, but even more terrifying.
Because Luke was already firing again.
Needless to say, the two guys without guns are definitely buyers, and the first priority is to shoot one of them in the head.
For a leader-level criminal like this, the minimum reward is fifty experience points.
Then the bodyguards who were still struggling raised their hands, walked over, and pulled the trigger.
On the way, he replaced the magazine of the Beretta 92f. After everyone had reloaded their guns, he threw it away and only kept the Glock 17 with a full magazine.
Then pick up the discarded submachine gun, replace it with a spare magazine, and restore the main and secondary weapons to full load at the same time.
This was just to be prepared, and based on previous observations, the group that teamed up to ambush him were the remaining three groups of buyers and bodyguards.
Luke was not impatient. He walked around the circular corridor at a constant speed and opened the doors of all the rooms.
Using his keen sense of smell to its full potential, he was sure that there was no living man here.
Only in the center of the underground room was there the smell of ten girls.
These are the "goods" that were trafficked here, and among them is the beautiful girl Jin. He will not make a mistake.
He walked into the room, looked at the ten girls, and nodded in his heart.
The appearance level of this group of girls is quite high, and Jin is one of the best three among them.
In Luke's opinion, the three girls, including Jin, were around 80+ points, and the other seven girls were also around 70+ points, with not much of a gap.
Without exception, all ten girls wore sexy lingerie, revealing large areas of beautiful skin.
Kim's outfit was the most gorgeous and unique, while most of the other girls were wearing bikinis.
Luke understood why: Jin was probably the only virgin among the ten girls, so her value was naturally higher.
Why does he know this? Of course, the loudmouthed Amanda has revealed that Kim is a devout Catholic, which means it's self-evident.
With just a quick look at the girls, he was sure they couldn't leave.
The drugs had made them so mentally confused that they could barely stand and had no sense of direction when walking.
Luke was not in a hurry to deal with their affairs, but began to search in the villa.
Soon, he found a small flatbed cart for transporting goods.
Pulling down some wide curtains, Luke pushed a cart, packed up the bodies of the guys he had killed in the villa, and took them all to the dock behind the villa.
There are thirteen security guards and managers, and twenty-one buyers and bodyguards, which is a lot of people.
After stuffing everything into a yacht, Luke entered the villa.
The three guys who stayed in the security room and refused to come out had been knocked out by the anesthetic he found in the basement. They might have wanted to use the landline inside to call for help, but unfortunately this was doomed to fail.
The volatile anesthetic was prepared by the villa itself, and it was put to good use in dealing with this group of scum security guards.
Using brute force to break the door lock, Luke went in and broke the necks of the three men, then dragged them to the yacht by the river.
Only then did he clean up the villa.
He didn't care about the bloodstains and bullet holes. He just cleaned up everything, including the surveillance backup in the security room, the jamming equipment he had used, the two small boxes for interrupting power and communications, and the homemade throwing knives that had been shot at the wall.
In this way, although what happened in the villa cannot be hidden from those who are interested, there are very few things that can be traced.
He is a policeman and knows how to destroy the most important clues with the least action. That's enough.
He also got the ten girls out and stuffed them all into the yacht. After a while, the yacht started, slowly drove out of the dock and headed west.
Luke drove the yacht and destroyed its positioning system, which is also a powerful tracking tool.
Suddenly, one of the cell phones next to him rang.
Luke quickly connected his phone to the newly purchased and modified laptop, started a program, and then answered the call.
"Why haven't you come back yet? Where is the woman I want?" An old voice came from the other side.
Luke's mind raced as he quickly typed on the fake phone: "Sir, the owner of the phone had a car accident and is now stuck in the car, waiting for rescue. Do you need to talk to him?"
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone before he said, "Give him the phone."
Luke typed and played: "Oh, OK sir, please wait." But he had already put the phone down and was looking at the program running on his laptop.
"Hello, hello?" A doubtful voice came from the phone.
Luke looked at the program and a prompt suddenly appeared: Lock the location of the signal source.
On the tablet map, a red dot appears, with the address and longitude and latitude next to it.
Luke chuckled and looked at the phone that was already beeping. “I got you!”
This phone came from a young man who was the only one carrying a gun among the five buyers.
Luke had noticed this young man.
He doesn't look like a wealthy man, but more like a bodyguard, and his hands have calluses from long-term use of guns and cold weapons.
The only rich people who like to play these and can do it at a professional level are Batman or Green Arrow.