Luke frowned, but still took out his gun and lowered half of the car window.
This is New Jersey, and a lot of people died in the villa.
He would not shoot unless necessary, lest he be repeatedly investigated by the New Jersey police, but he also did not want to see the police officers performing their duties silenced.
On the footage from the drone, the man stood up with some difficulty and walked to open the door.
"Good evening, John." The patrolman greeted proactively.
"Good evening, Jimmy. Any neighbors complaining about the noise?" The man named John responded calmly.
On the drone screen, the pistol he carried behind his back did not move.
The patrolman nodded slowly: "Yes, there is a bit of noise." Then, he tilted his head slightly, looked in from the gap beside the man named John, and saw a masked corpse in a black suit lying on the ground.
John also looked back.
The gun in Luke's hand was raised, but it was only placed on the half-opened car window, without aiming.
If this John wanted to kill him, it should be at this time.
The patrolman sighed, took off his hat and scratched his head: "You started working again?"
John's face was light: "No, I just sorted out a little bit."
Patrolman: "Wow, that's it. Well, that's it, good night John." Then he put on his hat, turned and left.
His speed hasn't changed much from before.
From the side of the car, Luke could see that the patrolman didn't mean to be afraid and nervous, but instead had an expression of "as expected".
Obviously, the patrolman knew John's background, and he was not surprised that there was a dead person in his house.
Luke watched the patrolman get in the car and leave. He also retracted his pistol and raised the window.
John at the door of the villa looked at the Ford car consciously, but the window was already closed, so he couldn't see Luke in the dark car.
He frowned and closed the door.
There may be a passerby in that car who heard the movement, but this person can't see what's going on in the villa, so it doesn't matter.
Luke quickly operated for a moment in his hand, parked the drone in a corner of the basement, and turned it into a fixed monitoring, then helped the female artist who was limp in his arms, and put it back to the co-pilot: " Well, I can't wait to go back to your dorm for coffee."
Yi Lianna gave him a light sip, but there was no objection on her face, and she interpreted the word duplicity vividly.
The Ford car started, turned a corner, and drove another kilometer, not far from Paland College.
Bang bang bang bang!
Yi Lianna looked to the front right in surprise, but couldn't see the situation in the distance, but she whispered in her mouth: "Is this... a gunshot?"
Luke is a little bit pained: Wang Defa! again? When did the law and order in New Jersey become so bad
In his mouth, he immediately said: "... Get down on the ground, lean on my side, don't look up."
At the same time, he immediately turned off the lights, slowed down and pulled over to stop.
The gunshots were really too close.
And from the time Luke heard the gunshots to the moment when he stopped the car, the gunshots have been fired hundreds of times.
Luke has already identified that it is at least five rifles firing at the same time. Is this going crazy
Although this is considered a suburb of North Bergen, is it really okay to make such a big commotion
That John was at home just now, a pair of twelve, and he didn't make such a big commotion.
Could it be the army? Or... mercenaries? Thinking to himself, he released the micro-drone for the second time tonight.
The drone passed through a small forest with ease, and saw ten people surrounded by a small two-story building. They held rifles in their hands, and they fired forward alternately, pressing towards the small building.
Looking at the posture of these people, Luke gave a little surprise in his heart.
These ten people also wore black hoods and black clothes, but they all wore professional combat uniforms, and they also wore bulletproof vests, and they even had plugboards installed.
The weapons in their hands, at first glance, Luke found that there were m4a1, ar-15, and the expensive hk416, and they were all special weapons that had been modified and fine-tuned by themselves.
Compared with the twelve hooded black suits who died in John's villa, a group of black combat uniforms here are the real professionals, and they are obviously the way of the military.
No wonder the method is so simple and rude! Luke muttered in his heart, and controlled the drone to sneak into the house where the bullets were flying.
In the house, only three black fighters fell at the door of the kitchen, obviously with the outside group.
One head went into the kitchen door and hung there like that.
One head hangs at a strange angle, and the neck bone is obviously broken.
The last was stiff, with an empty syringe in his neck.
Luke smashed his mouth: "This is interesting."
Hearing this, Yi Lianna couldn't help asking in a low voice: "You don't want to go there, do you? It's too dangerous."
Luke rubbed her earlobe with his hand: "Hey, I'm nypd, not the New Jersey police. I have no law enforcement authority here."
Elena breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what do you do?"
Luke: "Don't worry, I have sent a text message to the police."
Elena let out an uh, she felt a little awkward hearing this supposedly standard answer, but she didn't make a sound.
Luke is not in a hurry.
Obviously, like John just now, the residents in this small building are not ordinary people.
There are already three black combat uniforms lying inside, which shows that this person is at least not unprepared.
Luke gently kneaded the earlobe of the future female painter with one hand, and quickly controlled the drone around the house with the other hand, just like the one he did not long ago.
The drone found an open basement entrance again.
He smashed his mouth: "No way! Is it the basement again?"
The drone flew in without stopping.
After a while, Luke looked strange.
On the screen, this basement has nothing in common with the basement of John's villa just now, but now an eight-pound sledgehammer is thrown on the ground, and then a concrete floor that has been smashed open, and... a small box that was opened under the ground.
Except for the difference in the size of the box, and there are no remaining weapons and gold coins in it, it is almost a replica of the basement of John's villa.
"This is really a coincidence." Luke murmured: "Could it be that every former boss has this kind of secret compartment in the basement? Besides, they always like to pick up the sledgehammer when the enemy comes Get a weapon?"
Next, what happened in the small building was similar to what happened in John's villa. The ten black combat uniforms who entered the small building were wiped out in less than five minutes.
The bald guy in pajamas and barefoot is extremely scary.
Although his strength and speed are not exaggerated, but relying on the prediction of almost a prophet, he moved erratically and silently, and ten black combat uniforms took the initiative to send the head to his gun.
One shot at a time, the p226 killed ten black combat uniforms without even changing the magazine.
Then, this bald man about fifty years old picked up his packed backpack and got up to go out.
After he went out, the small building that was riddled with holes by the rifles boomed, and a large part of the eaves was trampled off.
The bald guy didn't even look back, he just got in the car and left, like "real men never look back at explosions".