A bunch of people on the street who were covering their ears were shaking their heads in discomfort, looking around for the culprit.
Luke moved his hand and the M4A1 hidden under his armpit was about to be raised.
“Ah~~”
The roar sounded again, and Luke's head swelled again, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Feeling the feedback from his sensitive sense of smell, he almost wanted to laugh: You guys are still excited, right
He no longer paid attention to the devilish roar that filled his head, quickened his pace, pounced on the short figure who was trying to rob him, and reached out to grab him.
Sure enough, when he pounced next to the short figure, the roar suddenly stopped.
The man still held the masked man's body with his left hand, and tried to block Luke's hand with his right hand.
Luke sneered, grabbed the man's hand, and tried to use force to hold him back.
The accident happened again.
boom!
The glove on Luke's grabbing hand suddenly exploded, and the whole person was blown backwards by the sudden explosion, falling more than ten meters away.
While still in mid-air, a loud roar of "Ah~~" was heard and enveloped him again, more ferocious than before, causing him to feel dizzy despite his physical condition.
Luke felt both angry and amused: Your abilities are really creative!
The moment he landed, he exerted force with his legs and rushed back at the speed of a 100-meter run.
Both fists swung out, hitting the belly of the man in the mask and the short figure who was pulling him away.
At this time, Luke raised the gun and fired several shots at the edge of a window on the street.
"Ah~~" The roar immediately went out of tune and stopped.
Luke did not stop. He sped up, jumped up, kicked the wall with one foot, and rushed upward with his whole body. He grabbed the bulge on the roof of the apartment building on the street and climbed up.
His movements were like those of a nimble monkey, using basic parkour and nimble reactions to take advantage of the bumps and cracks on the wall. In less than ten seconds he had climbed to the third floor and jumped in through the window whose glass he had just broken.
“Ah~”
Bang!
"vomit!"
Luke retracted his fist: "If you keep yelling, I will move the position I hit you from twenty centimeters higher next time."
The short figure kneeling on the ground had no way of answering. He was holding his stomach, curled up on the ground and vomiting.
Luke's punch just now almost knocked out her lunch.
Luke answered the intercom: "Brother Hong, how are you?"
While questioning, he took out handcuffs, handcuffed the short figure on the ground, lifted her up by the scruff of the neck and walked down.
On the intercom, Brother Hong cursed with difficulty, "Ma er Fa Ke", and then replied: "It's nothing, I just feel uncomfortable and want to vomit."
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He felt dizzy and headache from the roar of the short figure upstairs, so it would be strange if ordinary people like Harrison didn't feel uncomfortable.
In less than twenty seconds, he carried the short figure down to the first floor, reached into his pocket, and found a small flashlight-like gadget.
When walking from the main door of the building to the street, Luke saw another short figure with her back to him, struggling to get up. He decisively poked the little thing into her... butt.
Who made her thing stick up so high, and just facing him!
Sizzle.
Plop!
The man had just climbed halfway up when he began to convulse all over and fell to the ground again.
Luke curled his lips: I told you to blow me up just now!
The SWAT members in the third car behind also climbed out and reported that there were no casualties.
The blow they suffered just now was very strange. Only the car was flipped over, but the people were fine.
Harrison just told them to level the car quickly. The mission had just begun and it was not time to rest yet.
Then he looked towards the back seat of the car.
There were now four people there.
But Luke was now sitting in the middle, with two short figures thrown in by him on his left, and the man with the hood still on his right.
Seeing Harrison's gaze shifting over, Luke said, "These two guys are a bit troublesome. We can't leave them here. Let Santa Girl (Sanchez's code name) go to car number three."
Sanchez, who was outside the car, smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll go right away," without even needing Harrison's orders.
As she spoke, she staggered towards car number three which had just been leveled.
After a moment, the three cars moved forward again.
Only a group of onlookers on the roadside were confused: What was going on? It didn't seem like a fight, was it a prank, or some reality show
There are a lot of crews and idiots doing this kind of thing in Los Angeles, and everyone is well-informed.
In car number two, Luke pointed the Glock in his right hand at the two people sitting on top of each other on the left and said, "Since you didn't hurt my colleague just now, I don't want to beat your faces into tomato pizza. So just sit still and don't have any tricks."
To his left, two almost identical faces stared at him.
These are two girls, they look to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, typical minors, and most likely twins.
They both have golden hair, but one has a slightly longer mushroom-shaped haircut, while the other has shorter, more boyish short haircut that reaches the ears.
They both have a pair of blue eyes, high nose bridges, thin and small upper lips and slightly plump lower lips, coupled with a relatively standard oval face, they are two absolute little beauties.
This is also one of the reasons why Luke didn't use a gun to shoot them in the head.
Beautiful women, especially underage beauties, can always make him show some mercy.
Another reason was that their previous attack, although it caused the convoy to be in a mess, no police officers were harmed.
In the blown-over car No. 3, the SWAT team members had at most some bruises or scratches on their faces, which were not even minor injuries.
Although Luke was blown more than ten meters away, the explosion was quite strange. It seemed to be just a shock wave that pushed him out.
In Harrison's car number two, everyone just felt dizzy, nauseous and wanted to vomit.
So, these are an extraordinary pair of twins.
Their abilities are also very interesting.
One can create a shock wave similar to an explosion, and the other can emit... uh, Lion's Roar
The one who created the shock wave was the girl with the mushroom head. She was also the one who rushed out from the street, opened the car door and robbed the man in the mask.
The one who performed the Lion's Roar was the one with the ear-length hair. She was in the room on the third floor, providing "remote" support from a high vantage point using the Lion's Roar.
However, no one dared to underestimate these two little girls.
It was them who almost took the man in the hood away just now.
If Harrison hadn't dragged Luke here again tonight, they would have succeeded by now.
Two almost identical childish faces glared at Luke angrily, but did not dare to do anything.
Just now, Luke gave them a very bad beating.
The key point is that now Luke has tied the Lion Roar girl's ear-length hair around her mouth with a towel, and is pressing her on the explosive mushroom-headed girl's body.
Not only were the two men unable to move, they were also being pointed at by the gun in Luke's right hand.
Although they are extremely bold, they are all very smart, even too smart.
In the afternoon, hundreds of bandits, armed with armored vehicles, helicopters and machine guns, failed to get close to the man in the mask, but they did it.
Harrison even began to doubt his life: Is there a big loophole in his action plan? Otherwise, how could this happen