The man in gray had no intention of dodging and his other fist also threw a hook.
Dominic managed to move his head at the last moment, and his hook hit the man in gray on the head, but the other man hit him on the shoulder.
In an instant, there was a cracking sound on Dominic's shoulder. The bald man's face changed, he screamed in pain, and fell to the side.
Brian was horrified and stopped dodging. He stepped forward and kicked.
The man in gray also did not dodge or evade, allowing him to kick him in the stomach. He grabbed his ankle with one hand and threw him several meters away.
"Useless! You are useless! You only know how to drive and you can't fight at all!" The man in gray roared and slapped his chest.
Another roar of engines came rapidly.
The man in gray turned his head and saw that two cars were rushing over from the bridge again, but the leading black Mustang was pulling ahead for a long distance.
He turned his head with disdain: "It's the same trick again. What else can you do besides hitting people with your car? Second brother, go deal with it."
Over there, another man in gray stood up holding Hernan and said, "Boss, wait here and watch us take care of them."
Hernan was speechless.
He was not like these two brothers. Having lived a life of luxury for many years, he was dizzy and in pain all over his body after rolling around just now.
But most of the impact was borne by the man in gray who was holding him, and apart from feeling uncomfortable, he did not suffer any serious injuries.
The man in gray took a few steps forward, facing the two cars that appeared, and said unhappily, "I'm the boss, and you're the second in command, do you understand?"
The gray-clothed man who started beating Dominic and Brian laughed: "Let's compete. Whoever gets hit the farthest will be the boss."
The gray-clothed man here agreed immediately: "Okay."
Hernan was still in pain and couldn't complain anymore: Damn it, shouldn't it be the one who gets knocked down less that proves who is stronger? Do you think this is a shot put competition
The man in gray here has started running.
He adopted the same posture as the gray-clad man had just used when he had hit Brian's Dodge.
He bent forward, protected his face with his head, and rushed out with his legs.
Of the two cars coming from the bridge, the leading black Mustang and the man in gray were approaching quickly.
A gun muzzle appeared from the driver's seat, but the man in gray didn't care and continued to charge forward.
Bang bang bang!
The man in gray shook his body and continued to rush forward, but the collision he expected did not happen, and the sound of the engine passed by him.
He could only vaguely hear a mocking voice in his ear: "This is a new car!"
The man in gray put down his hand in confusion and turned to look.
Bang bang bang!
The man in gray shuddered all over, stood still for a moment, and then fell to his knees with a thud.
Over there, the gray-clad men who were beating Dominic and Brian didn't notice what was happening here at all.
Hernan noticed it, but was too late to say anything.
The Mustang braked suddenly and the body began to spin.
The man in gray turned his head unconsciously and saw the spinning Mustang passing by him, and the driver's door opened.
A man stepped out of the car door, raised a pistol in one hand, and strode over.
The Mustang behind him was still circling forward, with the rear end of the car just passing a few centimeters behind the man, and finally the front of the car pointed towards the direction of Niteroi City and stopped steadily about seven or eight meters away.
Bang!
When the man in gray saw the man raising the gun, he subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and sure enough, he felt an impact with his hands.
Bang!
He continued to raise his hands and shrink his head.
This is the most commonly used move by the two brothers when dealing with guns.
Bang!
As his hands felt the impact this time, he suddenly felt his body tighten. Looking down, he saw a rope-like thing around his body.
However, this finger-thick rope-like thing exudes a metallic luster.
This is a steel cable.
Before he could figure out what was going on in his not-so-bright head, circles of steel cables came over him like a cover, wrapping him up like a big dumpling.
Then, a figure came up behind him, kicked him in the butt, and stepped on his back, his hands moving quickly.
The man in gray finally reacted, roaring angrily and struggling.
Unfortunately, although he was strong, he was not strong enough to break the steel cable.
The tightness of the cable left him no room to exert force.
Luke finished tying the knot and said bingo in his heart: basic rope skills are worth having!
Of course, it was him who entered the venue in a black Mustang.
Just by looking at the performance of the two men in gray, he knew that this was probably Hernan's trump card.
A guy who can withstand bullets and a car collision at a speed of over 100 kilometers per hour and still be alive and kicking is definitely not a normal person.
With such resistance to blows, Dominic and Brian, the two brothers in distress, could not deal with them.
It’s not that these two people are stupid, but they suffered from insufficient intelligence.
Otherwise he would just drive away, and the two men in gray would be left to eat dust.
Or if he drove the armored vehicle and rammed the two men in gray over and over again, Luke didn't think they would be able to survive.
Luke, who had been watching with a drone, had long discovered that the gray-clothed men's weakness was their eyes. The part they covered with their hands was actually their eyes, not their faces.
In addition, the two men in gray also had average agility.
After entering, he fired several shots in succession, shooting the bullets into the first gray-clothed man's head through the eyes of the gray-clothed man who was blocking the way, and then tied up the second gray-clothed man with a steel cable.
After dealing with these two extraordinary opponents, another rope flew out from his hand, hooked up Hernan who was sneaking away, dragged him to the ground, and pulled him back in front.
Luke tied up the big guy in a similar way to the man in gray, and dragged the two men to the front of the Mustang, one in each hand.
The big, gray-clad man was stuffed into the trunk and Hernan was thrown into the back seat.
The black Mustang roared and sped towards the city of Niteroi.
From the time the first man in gray was shot dead to the time the second man in gray and Hernan were caught and taken away in the car, the whole process took less than twenty seconds.
Dominic and Brian, who had struggled to get up, looked at each other in bewilderment: WTH! What the hell is going on? Who was that 1.9-meter-tall black man? Why did he come to help them
Brian didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Dominic's right arm with both hands and pulled, twisted and pushed.
After a slight click, Dominic screamed, but his expression relaxed.
This time, his dislocated right shoulder was reconnected.
Dominic rubbed his sore shoulders and said, "Thank you."
At this time, the second Toyota car drove in front of them. Han was driving, and Vincent, who was a bystander, was holding an AK and waving at the two of them desperately: "Get in quickly, the police are coming."