It is best to control everything within the scope of New York City, otherwise the long-legged people will flee into Nassau County, and the Nassau County police will have to intervene again.
Looking at this busy road, Luke was grateful.
It's a good thing that they managed to catch up with those big long-legged cars, otherwise, given the traffic conditions, once the cars were chased, there might be a series of accidents.
He wasn't that Worthburn guy who didn't want to get into a chain accident at all.
Sitting in the car, Bell was extremely bored, turned on the radio, and a rap song with a very aggressive rhythm and lyrics rang.
Elsa looked helpless: "Bell, can you tune it to the local news program? Maybe you can hear the news about the robbery by those women."
When Bell heard it, she felt that it was the same. She was abused by those long-legged people, and she couldn't let go of their news.
Luke smiled.
Elsa didn't need to get news from the radio at all, because he was listening to the bug and everything was under control.
She just didn't want to listen to that sultry rap song.
Luke still wore the earphones, listening to the movement from the receiving device.
At 9:45, almost an hour after the bank opened for business, a piece of news suddenly appeared on the radio: "A bank on East 35th Street in Queens was robbed again. Four robbers were driving their BMW 760li and Police hide-and-seek. Oh, listeners, you heard me right. Those daring robbers reappeared. They actually made three consecutive shots in a week and succeeded three times. It is conservatively estimated that the total amount they robbed has exceeded one thousand Wan Dao, what a group of greedy robbers..."
Listening to the announcer's tone, Luke didn't seem to be angry, but felt more gloating.
The main ones that were robbed were the banks. It was nothing at all for those big capitalists to be robbed of millions, and it would not affect the deposit figures of the general public.
More importantly, so far, this group of robbers has only knocked out two dishonest guards, damaged some decorations in the bank, and did not hurt any ordinary people.
They are purely for money, as long as they don't disturb the robbery, they have no interest in ordinary people at all.
Luke looked at Elsa: "There is no movement from the boss?"
Elsa also looked a little restless.
Whether to eat meat or drink soup depends on the response of the New York Police Department.
She looked at the mobile phone in her hand and found that the signal was good, but there was no movement.
Exhaling, she shook her head: "Just wait."
Looking at Luke, he found that he was playing with a baseball in his hand: "Are you still training your finger dexterity?"
Luke smiled: "Yes, keep it at all times."
Then, another half hour long wait.
Luke suddenly said, "They're almost here, Elsa."
Elsa finally became a little anxious, and called Dustin: "Boss, is there any news yet? The fish on our side are about to be unhooked."
Dustin was helpless: "We are still talking. Once there is news, I will notify you immediately. Remember, without notification from my side, don't shoot, understand!"
Elsa: "Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Luke shrugged: "Wait, someone is more urgent than us."
Suddenly, there was a gunshot in his earphones, and Luke frowned: "Elsa, did you hear anything, like a gunshot?"
Elsa opened the car window, listened, and her face became serious: "Yes, it's on our way here, could it be..."
Luke listened to the movement in the earphone, and his heart turned: "Bell, drive back slowly, not too fast."
Bell snorted, turned his head sideways, and drove back at normal speed.
After walking three or four hundred meters, I saw a traffic jam ahead.
A large truck was blocked across the road, blocking the entire road tightly.
Bell was surprised: "tf? What is this for?"
Then, another burst of intense gunshots rang out, scaring her to brake quickly.
Luke frowned and took a deep breath. After a while, his eyes moved, and he opened the door and got out of the car: "Bell, you stay away a little, I will signal to you if I need a car."
Elsa reacted quickly and got out of the car: "What's going on?"
Luke took Elsa a few steps aside, looked at the big truck, and whispered, "It's Sergey. He led people to block those four long legs."
Elsa was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little anxious: "How many people are they here?"
Luke: "At least 10 million business, how many people do you think Sergey will use?"
Elsa: "...Based on his BIG, it is estimated that more than half of the staff will come. Are there thirty people?"
Luke nodded: "There will only be more, not less. So, now the question arises, what should we do? Those long-legged people will be beaten to death."
For the convenience of retreating, the long-legged men had no heavy firepower at all except for a pistol they carried with them. The automatic rifles they used when robbing the bank had been abandoned by them.
Now they are in an embarrassing situation.
On the opposite side, more than 30 members of the gun-armed gang beat them to the ground with automatic rifles, and they didn't even dare to take the car.
Of course, maybe they were afraid that if the car was smashed, a large sum of money hidden inside would be exposed.
Therefore, the four long legs could only retreat while fighting back.
Fortunately, in order to block them, Sergey simply blocked the road with a large truck, not giving them the advantage of driving skills. Now they are surrounded by blocked cars.
The cars gave them cover, but they couldn't escape from the traffic jam.
Among them, there may be the money in the front car, which makes them even more reluctant.
However, Sergei's people are simply too many.
The more than 30 armed bandits didn't care about that many, they chased them frantically, relying on their numbers, they were about to surround them soon.
After all, the physical strength of long-legged people is not as good as that of men, and they even wear high heels on their feet. It is impossible to run fast.
Seeing that Elsa was still hesitating, Luke said, "I'll go over and delay them a little."
Elsa was taken aback, and said anxiously: "Are you crazy? There are more than 30 armed gangsters. And we have no authorization. Once you shoot, you will be in big trouble."
Luke chuckled: "I never said I would shoot them to hold them back. Don't worry, I won't be that stupid. If you get authorization here, remember to notify me."
As he said that, he quickly got off the road and leaned towards the battlefield over there. He had already taken out his thin gloves from his pockets and put them on.
When passing the truck, he quickly stood on the steps outside the cab, looked inside, and just met the driver.
Luke smiled and said, "Hi, do you need help?"
The driver had a fierce look in his eyes, and raised his hand to raise the gun in his hand.
The direction of Luke's waving hand changed, and with a strong swing, the baseball he had been playing in his hand turned into a white line, which shot in through the open car window, and hit the man's forehead with a muffled bang.