"What do you want? Money or something else, I can give it to you." Garcia's voice came, and his hand had already opened the car door beside him a crack.
Bang! Luke raised his hand and fired two shots, leaving two holes in the car's windshield.
Garcia, who was hiding by the car door, looked pale and gritted his teeth. He pressed the belt clip at his waist and a gray-black object popped out silently.
"I have two million in cash and three million worth of diamonds at home. I can give them all to you. How about you let me go this time?" As he spoke, holding the gray-black object in his hand, big beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
Luke walked to the front of the car at this moment, pointing the gun in his hand at where Garcia was hiding.
Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and took a step sideways.
A tiny black shadow flew past where his neck was just now.
Luke let out a light exclamation in his heart. Behind him, the black shadow circled in the air and shot back at a rapid speed.
He twisted his body and stepped on tiptoe, tapping the ground a few times with his toes. In an instant, he jumped seven or eight meters away, dodging the black shadow again, and fired two shots at Garcia who was squatting by the car door.
Snap! Snap!
At the same time he fired, Garcia had a grim smile on his face, and the gun in his hand, which had just been loaded with a new magazine, also fired.
Bang bang bang!
Garcia's grim smile froze, and his prepared attack completely failed.
A few meters away, Luke's figure suddenly flashed left and right irregularly, and then he walked towards us again.
Luke also saw the trajectory of the bullet he shot at close range.
The smile on his face grew even bigger because Garcia was once again unharmed and not even hit by a single bullet!
Garcia's face was full of shock and anger. He pulled the trigger repeatedly with one hand, while with the other hand he opened the car door and got in.
Luke's figure flashed, followed to the car door, and stepped on Garcia's left leg which was still not retracted.
Snap!
Garcia's left leg suddenly formed an L shape and he let out a scream.
Luke stretched out his big hand, grabbed him by the neck, pulled him out of the car, and lifted him into the air.
Garcia was so anxious that he didn't care about the severe pain in his left leg. He yelled, "Go to hell! You monster!"
A black shadow rose from the ground and shot towards the back of Luke's head from the side and rear.
Luke curled his lips and flexed his right knuckles.
Boom!
A super head bounced on Garcia's temple, and the gangster's eyes went dark and he passed out.
The black shadow suddenly lost power and its speed dropped sharply.
Luke put the gun back into the holster, turned around, and gently closed two fingers of his right hand in the air, and the black shadow was caught between his fingers.
He brought the black shadow close to his eyes and took a quick look at it, then he laughed: It turns out to be just a little thing like this.
Between his fingers was a thin but sharp blade.
The surface of the blade has been matte-finished, presenting an inconspicuous gray-black color. The material is similar to that of a paper cutter, relatively heavy, with all edges being extremely sharp, and the tips at both ends are equally deadly.
It was this blade that attacked him from behind just now, hitting his vital points several times.
Luke looked at the system prompt again.
System: You defeated Diego Garcia and obtained a list of his abilities.
Diego Garcia's abilities: Basic firearms, basic combat... Elementary magnetic field manipulation (unlearnable).
Looking at the pure black display of primary magnetic field control, even Luke, with his big heart, couldn't help but twitch.
Magnetic field manipulation is definitely the top ability among extraordinary abilities.
As long as the user is knowledgeable and capable enough, it is a super power that integrates offense, defense, control and assistance.
As a result, it is also not learnable.
Luke had already summed up some rules from several previous experiences that were impossible to learn from, and this time it was completely in line with the rules.
But he still felt deep pain.
Just like most people, they will feel uncomfortable when they see others spending money, even if the money is not their own.
After being depressed for a few seconds, he put aside the meaningless heartache and turned away.
Everyone around was watching the fight silently, and saw the burly black figure holding Garcia like he was carrying a dog, and then he quietly disappeared into the shadow of the blind spot as he had come.
Luke didn't notice the giant graffiti on the huge billboard next to him.
Under the illumination of two dim spotlights from above, a woman covered in a black hooded sweatshirt stood silently with her head lowered, two huge wings stretched out to both sides, and below her was a shadowy silhouette of the city.
But the woman's wings were not made of feathers, but rows of guns.
There was no halo on top of her head, but a small patch of bright blood red.
When Luke carried the strong man Garcia away with one hand, two strong car lights made his figure longer and longer, casting a huge shadow on the billboard.
This scene also caught the eyes of the people around.
After Luke's figure disappeared, a large group of people emerged from the surrounding shacks.
They were silent, and gradually gathered at the street corner where corpses were strewn all over the place.
Suddenly, an old homeless man spoke up: "The police should be here in half an hour. We can do something."
Everyone was silent for a moment, then suddenly rushed forward.
In less than ten minutes, except for a large puddle of sewage mixed with laundry detergent and disinfectant on the ground, the street corner returned to its previous tranquility, as if nothing had happened.
On the other side, Luke got Garcia into the car, drove around a few times, and found a factory.
Holding Garcia in one hand and blood mint in the other, he entered the abandoned factory.
He spread a blanket on a workbench and placed the blood mint on it. He took out the camping light, checked and cleaned the surrounding environment, and nodded with satisfaction.
He walked back, wet the towel, and placed it on Bloodmint's forehead.
Not long after, the woman's body twitched and she seemed to want to jump up.
Luke held her shoulders, and the phone played the words he had already typed: "Okay, it's still me, Puncher."
Blood Mint's eyes returned to normal from their unfocused state.
Looking at the familiar black hood and yellow sunglasses beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked nervously, "What time is it?"
Luke was too lazy to type and raised a finger.
Blood Mint cried out softly, "A little? No, I have to leave quickly." But he found that his shoulders were being pressed down again.
"Diego Garcia is here. If you're in a hurry to leave, I'll have to get rid of him." The voice of the announcer made Xue Mint stunned and he turned his head to look.
Only then did she realize that Garcia was staring at her.
This drug trafficking boss, who was a powerful figure in the eastern part of Greater Los Angeles and had killed countless people, now had his mouth wrapped in sealing tape, his hands and feet tied to his chest with ropes, and he was sitting on the ground covered in dust.
"Don't get excited, he can't run away, you can take your time." The announcer's voice was still slow and the hand pressing on Xue Mint's shoulder turned into a support, gently helping her up.
Even so, the wound on her waist was still pulled, and she clenched her teeth in pain.