Under the light of the helicopter, the black giant held the young couple with both hands.
The two always felt that this was very similar to the situation on TV where criminals were surrounded by police and took hostages.
The young man stammered, "Brother, brother, I'll give you as much money as you want, will you let me go?"
Luke: “…your house was burned down.”
Young man: "I brought my credit card with me and there's money in it..."
"Wait, didn't you say you were out of money and have been using my credit card recently?" the girl on the other end couldn't help but interrupt.
Luke could feel that the young man's head seemed to have swelled, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He turned his head and looked at the girl: "Leave your money to your girlfriend."
Let you say I'm a kidnapper! He muttered to himself and ran into the alley beside the building.
The couple was stunned for a moment. The girl remembered what Luke said before he left and questioned her boyfriend again: "Didn't you say that your credit card was maxed out a long time ago? And what did you say just now? Excuse me? Excuse me! Don't you even need to say "we" when you're running for your life?"
Young man: "I lied to him, and you believed me?"
The girl sneered: "They came to rescue us, not to blackmail you. You were not scared and accidentally told the truth!"
The young man's face flushed, but his eyes looked a little weak. It was obvious that the girl was right.
But the two of them hadn't argued for much before the sound of emergency brakes rang out and two news interview vehicles quickly stopped next to them. Two groups of reporters got out and began to fight for the right to interview.
A female reporter was more decisive: "I'm a man and you're a woman, let's interview one person each! You don't want to be overtaken by other stations, do you?"
The male reporter from another TV station agreed immediately. Time means ratings. Now many people are concerned about the black-winged angel.
Hmm, what kind of a name is Black Winged Angel? Which psychopath came up with this name, it's so ugly! The male reporter complained in his heart, pulled the girl over, and exchanged the interview rights for 200 US dollars.
Of course the girl agreed.
If she doesn't agree, her shameless boyfriend will agree to that bitch-looking middle-aged reporter.
In fact, her boyfriend really agreed, and the female reporter only paid a hundred dollars.
Of course, this female reporter is not some middle-aged lady. She is a typical mature beauty in the workplace, only 29 years old.
On the other side, Luke was still being chased by several helicopters.
These are all professional paparazzi who have been following various emergencies and filming them for decades, and their air-ground coordination level is first-class.
The interview car below arrived and intercepted the young couple, but the helicopter followed Luke without any slack.
However, taking advantage of the complex terrain, Luke quickly got rid of them.
When they were helping four patrol officers to deal with a group of blocked gun dealers again, the helicopter chased them again.
Damn, he is indeed a super paparazzi! This nose must have a superpower of a keen sense of smell! Luke cursed in his heart and gave up.
Tonight, he, the batman, is the biggest news and the reporters will never let him go.
Luke once again hid himself in the building.
Four or five helicopters in the night sky searched back and forth, but could not find any trace of him.
A few minutes later, Luke climbed out of a sewer, cursing, "Damn it! You paparazzi have accomplished what hundreds of armed gangsters couldn't do. The most terrifying creatures in the world are the powerful onlookers!"
Rushing into the building next door, he quickly changed out of his full set of gear and sent a message to Selina: "Where are you?"
Selina: "Central District, Riddick Building."
Luke: "A transfer within the bureau?"
There was a lot of noise from Selina's side: "Yes, there was a party on the top floor, but when the earthquake came, the group of people were trapped up there."
As Luke put on his casual clothes, he said casually, "You won't die if you get trapped, so why call us?"
Selina was annoyed: "It's a big shot. He can't even come down the stairs, and the helicopter pad on the roof is blocked by the fallen iron frame. Now, the bureau wants us to go up and bring people down. I really don't know why these big shots eat so much."
Luke smiled and said, "Just use your brain to make money."
Selina was in no mood for witty remarks. "You'd better come here soon. Several people have asked about you. I told you that you were helping out somewhere else."
Luke put on his clothes, jumped out of the window, and ran: "I'll be there in five minutes."
He was just one kilometer away from the Reddick Building, and five minutes was enough for him to run over.
Luke passed through the alleys and buildings without surveillance and arrived outside the Riddick Building in three minutes.
He took out his police badge and put it on. Just as he was about to walk inside, his cell phone rang. It was Claire's.
He wasn't too nervous, as there was no chance of anything happening to Claire.
When Selena came out, she arranged for Gold to stay at home to look after her.
The symbiotic ability of this dog head is a life-saving skill, otherwise why would Luke keep it.
He answered the phone as he walked: "What's the matter?"
Claire: "Luke, are you okay?"
Luke laughed, "I didn't lose a hair if anything happened to me."
Claire breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked nervously, "Where are you?"
Luke: "Downtown, Riddick Building."
Claire was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "That's great. Do you still remember my friend Blake?"
Luke: "The one I met at a high school cheerleading competition, whose future stepfather is a super-rich man?"
Claire: "Yes, yes, yes, she is in the underground parking lot of the Riddick Building now. She said she was trapped in a collapsed passage. You find someone..."
Luke: "Okay, I get it. Looks, phone number!"
Claire: “Yes, yes.”
She quickly gave a number: "She is eighteen years old, very beautiful, with black hair and gray-blue eyes. They are big and beautiful, and look like cat's eyes."
Luke: “That’s all?” This feature description is quite ordinary, but it is basically enough.
Claire: "Well... the bra is at least an E cup, and the breasts are beautifully shaped. You'll know it when you see it, you won't be mistaken."
You are a girl, okay? Why do you also focus on a certain part of your friend? Someone complained silently in his heart.
Luke quickened his pace and said, "Ok, I'm going to the underground parking lot. I'll have that Blake call you later."
Claire: "Ah, you...be careful, if it's dangerous..."
Luke laughed. "Why are you worrying so much? I'm much more sensible than you. By the way, call Robert and Catherine right away and tell them that we are all fine."
But he understood in his heart what the little monkey meant.
Claire always cared more about her brother.
She called just to ask Luke to ask the police to rescue Blake, rather than going in herself.
Unfortunately, she didn't know that the police were too busy tonight.