The police who arrived knew that there was a police inspector being besieged by them and the situation was critical.
Therefore, when the reinforcements arrived, they didn't waste any time, they took out their guns and started shooting, as if they were going to kill all the bandits.
"Charge forward together! Only after the mission is completed can everyone get the remaining 80% of the reward!" the masked bandit leader shouted.
The gangsters looked at their leader who rushed out of the stairs first and did not hesitate any more.
The motivation of the two actions, "Follow me" and "Follow me", is different, not to mention that the leader also mentioned money!
Seven or eight gangsters moved a little further apart, filed in, and headed straight for Jennifer's room.
Dustin smiled bitterly and growled into the phone on his chest, "Luke, are you coming or not? I'm about to see God."
Hearing Dustin, who had always been as steady as an old man, shout this, Luke was shocked and climbed up faster.
At this time, he had just reached the third floor!
The gangsters finally rushed into the room and fired their rifles around the room without saying a word.
Bang bang bang!
The four gangsters fell on their backs with a hole on their faces.
Luke exerted force with his left hand, with the Glock in his right hand still facing the door, and pulled himself up.
The remaining three gangsters heard the gunfire stop and subconsciously rushed in.
Bang bang bang!
The three of them had their heads exploded again.
Luke turned over and walked into the house: "Clear! Boss, where are you?"
The bathroom door opened a little, and Dustin, covered in dirt, lay on the ground and looked out the window: "If you had come a little later, you could have collected my body directly."
Luke chuckled and said, "It's done upstairs. I'll go downstairs right away... Okay?"
His expression changed, and he walked over quickly, helped Dustin up and put him aside, and handed him the Glock and magazine in his hand: "Go guard the door."
Dustin was stunned.
Luke walked to the bathtub, helped Jennifer, who was hiding inside, up, and turned her body.
Jennifer's back was exposed, and a patch of blood red appeared there.
Dustin gritted his teeth: "Damn it, Jennifer, you're shot!"
Jennifer forced a smile: "It's okay, just one shot..."
Unfortunately, even though she was hiding in the bathtub, she was hit by a ricochet bullet from a rifle.
Luke turned his head and quickly winked at Dustin: "Call an ambulance!"
Then he turned back and smiled: "A beautiful lady shouldn't get hurt."
Jennifer's eyes were a little hazy. "Who are you? Are you the detective who killed the king? Well, I can't see your face clearly."
Luke quickly laid her half on the ground, and while tearing open the clothes on her back, he said, "Maybe I'm too handsome and you're dazzled. Don't praise me too much!"
Jennifer murmured, "No. But you do look like a boy I had a crush on in high school. He also had black hair and a smiling face..."
Dustin felt heavy in his heart when he heard this.
He is not jealous.
Luke's hair is golden, and Jennifer is not a cheerful and outgoing person. She is always tight-lipped.
Talking to a stranger like Luke when the battle wasn't over yet could only prove one thing: her consciousness was beginning to blur.
The loss of consciousness after being shot usually means heavy bleeding.
Luke frowned and took out a pair of rubber gloves from his backpack and put them on: "Jennifer, can you tell me about that boy?"
He said, and also told Dustin, "If the ambulance doesn't come within ten minutes, she will probably die."
Dustin's hands shook, and the muzzle of the gun went off with two clicks.
"Boss, don't waste any more time. She was shot in the liver and her major blood vessels were injured. I can only help her stop the bleeding temporarily." Luke said in a low voice.
Dustin regained consciousness and quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "This is Dustin, apartment building 2304 in the Citro neighborhood. No matter what method you use, send someone to the hospital within ten minutes. Gunshot wound, liver bleeding."
After just two sentences, Dustin yelled, "She won't last long. Send someone over here quickly."
There was no sound on the other end of the phone.
It is obviously unwise to argue at this time.
Every moment wasted delays Jennifer's chance of survival.
Luke moved quickly, pulling out a small package of first aid supplies from his pocket and quickly giving them to Jennifer.
He only knows how to perform temporary first aid measures to stop the bleeding. There are no conditions for more professional surgery here, and temporarily delaying the bleeding is the limit.
He took off his gloves and found a plastic bag to put them in. He carried her out of the bathroom and laid her on the sofa in the living room. "I'm going to clear out the criminals downstairs so that the emergency personnel can come up and pick her up. Boss, please keep an eye on her and call me if anything happens."
Having said that, he went out the door.
Dustin stood guard at the door, but from time to time he looked at Jennifer lying on the sofa, his mind in a mess.
As Luke went downstairs, he communicated briefly with Selina outside and asked her to notify the police outside the building to concentrate their fire.
The fierce gunfire attracted the attention of the remaining half of the gangsters, and before they could react, Luke also opened fire under the cover of the intensive gunfire.
The bandits fell down one after another from the back to the front without noticing anything.
After changing the bullets in the M686 revolver twice, he said to Selina in the intercom headset: "Okay, tell them to stop, you can come in and collect the bodies, but don't block the ambulance's way."
After waiting for more than ten seconds, Luke shouted, "lapd, you can come in."
He stretched out a hand at the stairs, waved the police badge on his chest, and made sure there were no nervous guys, then walked out and showed his face: "There is a civilian upstairs who was shot and seriously injured. Clean up these bodies and don't let them block the stretcher of the ambulance."
After saying that, he went upstairs again.
Arriving at Jennifer's apartment on the fifth floor, he checked on her again and asked, "Where are the emergency personnel?"
Dustin called the number again, asked a few questions impatiently, and hung up again: "It will take at least five minutes."
Luke frowned.
If this continues, the chances of something happening to Jennifer are relatively high. After all, it will take time for the ambulance to get back.
However, there were emergency blood bags in the ambulance that could temporarily replenish Jennifer's blood loss.
Just then, Luke raised his head and looked towards the door.
A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses cautiously popped his head out and said, "Excuse me, officers, what happened here... uh, Jennifer?"
Luke looked at the man who walked into the room with an exclamation: "Who are you?"
"Bruce Banner." The middle-aged man asked anxiously, "Jennifer, what's wrong with you?"
Luke: "You and Jennifer?"
"She's my cousin." Bruce saw Jennifer's torn and bloody clothes, and his face turned grim: "Is she injured?"
Luke: "The gangsters just shot her. She is losing blood quickly."
"What?" Bruce walked forward quickly and observed Jennifer's injuries.