Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1100: Come on, come on, come on and hit me! (3 more)

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If the advance of the Camorra guards could be a little more steady, the chances of finding Luke are not small, but unfortunately they are really a little impatient.

Luke waited quietly until the third person rushed through the fork, and when the fourth person moved to the middle of the fork, he instantly moved his sideways body out, supported hk416 firmly with both hands, and gently pulled the trigger.

bang bang! bang bang!

The fourth guard rushed forward and fell down, and the fifth guard who appeared just rushed to the middle of the fork again and fell down in a similar posture.

The sixth guard then exposed most of his body.

He reacted quickly, with a terrified expression, trying hard to take back the step he just took.

But, it was too late.

bang bang!

Another two bursts of fire sounded, and two balls of blood burst out of his chest and abdomen, becoming the third one to hit the street.

"enemy!"

"He's in the fork."

"Here, the assassin is on the No. 2 passage in the southwest area."

After seven or eight seconds of confusion, seven guards covered each other and rushed in.

The hidden place where Luke stood before was empty.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Luke's figure quietly emerged from the passageway behind them, aiming his gun at the guard who was facing the intersection with his back facing the intersection.

The four guards who were behind were shot in the back almost at the same time, and they were beaten to the ground and fell to the ground.

Only then did the three people in front of them realize this, and subconsciously turned around.

bang bang bang!

Three single shots were fired again, and the remaining three guards lay on their backs.

Luke scratched his head: "This... seems a bit too much, won't it scare the others away?"

The main reason was that his attack went too fast this time. In less than 20 seconds, the Camorra guards rushed to the street with ten people.

If this continues, the more than 60 guards in the basement will die within five minutes at most.

Then, why did he run away? To kill so many guards easily, the deterrent effect is too great.

low key! Be low-key! Now I'm John Wick, not v. You need acting skills, not strength! He reminded himself so in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, and resolutely greeted the other team of guards who rushed over.

bang bang bang!

ah ah!

A series of screams sounded, and the burst of gunfire was extremely intense, and the continuous flames of the guns even illuminated an underground passage.

A few guards shouted nervously: "Southwest Passage, come quickly!"

"This guy is too strong, come and help."

"Hold on, hold on, we hit him."

"he got hurt."

"Let Kira and the others outflank it from there..."

Luke held hk416 in one hand and pressed his abdomen with the other. After staggering and hiding in the corner, he immediately put down his hand covering his stomach.

Shaking his head helplessly, he looked up at the time on his watch.

The second firefight, acting and fighting plus running, only took three minutes and fifteen seconds, and this team of guards died another five.

It's not that he's pretending to be injured, these guys will definitely start to retreat.

Acting is really hard!

Thinking so, he quietly backed away.

bang bang bang!

ah ah!

While the remaining half of the guards here were still trembling in fear, the reinforcements who came from more than 30 meters away were ambushed by Luke again.

With his legs split, he was standing on the beam of a passageway in the dungeon, watching silently below.

A team of guards had already passed through the passage under his legs, and four of them passed by. The fifth guard suddenly wiped his face with his hand, saw a little blood on his fingertips, and suddenly raised his head with a scream: "Above..."

boom!

His Tianling Gai blossomed directly, and he couldn't shout the remaining half of the sentence.

Bang bang bang!

The four target guards in front fell to the ground before they even had time to straighten their backs.

And Luke carried hk416 on his shoulders, using both hands and feet, walked away on the vault like a gecko, and submerged into the turning of the passage seven or eight meters away.

By the time the remaining half pair of guards rushed in with their guns held high, the vault was already empty.

In the bedroom of the main building, Jaina was still lying there, frowning and asked, "He hasn't left yet?"

Cassian looked at the text message on his mobile phone: "No, he is still entangled with Lucio and Ferennan's people in the basement."

Jaina was a little uneasy: "He should go, or he will be besieged. Cassian, didn't our guards chase him?"

"No. According to the plan, I let those dishonest guys bring their men over there." Cassian said helplessly.

The phone dinged and received a new text message.

He picked up the phone and glanced at it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and after carefully confirming the text message sent by his subordinates, he said: "Miss, he has already killed Ferennan, and there are thirty-five guards who were also killed. , he seems to have been shot."

Jaina froze for a moment, then sat up suddenly: "He was shot?"

Cassian pressed his hands down helplessly: "Miss, don't move around. My makeup skills are not as professional as his. If you don't make up your "corpse" well, it will be easy for people to find flaws later."

Gianna sighed: "Okay, I'll lie down and remind me to adjust my makeup."

Speaking of this, she still couldn't help muttering: "Enough, half of those disobedient old guys are dead, why are you taking such risks."

Two blushes suddenly appeared on her face: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to deal with these old guys, and you are specially helping me to eradicate them? My little night devil, love me to death."

Cassian: My heart is so tired, I really want to retire!

The two masters and slaves above continued to be bored, while Luke's performance continued here.

Cassian's intelligence was a little behind.

In fact, Luke "should" be shot the second time now, and it was the left thigh that was "hit".

So, now that Luke was limping and running, he didn't forget to throw the hk416 in his hand at the guard popping up around the corner, denting the guy's face.

Then, with a handsome shoulder strap, he swung the large backpack in front of him, and at the same time pulled off the Velcro, and took out a Benelli m1014.

boom!

The second guard who just rushed out bowed and flew out like this, and a big hole appeared in his waist.

The third guard rushed out, but his expression was full of horror.

He followed too fast and couldn't hold his feet.

Nervously, the gun in his hand was already firing indiscriminately, hoping to scare Luke with this and affect his hit rate.

The m1014 held by Luke's right hand is extremely stable, and the black hole of the muzzle spews out blazing flames.

boom!

This guy was also sent flying, and he hit the wall two meters away, and then slowly slid down, smearing a large area of blood red on the wall.

The sound of hurried footsteps in the passage stopped and turned into the sound of approaching small steps.

With a hook of Luke's finger, the large backpack was closed, and the velcro was pressed together again.

He maintained a limping posture, and quickly walked into another fork not far away, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: I'm already limping! Come on, come on, call the remaining two guards over to beat me.