The two thieves paused in their movements. From their foreheads to their chins, a line of blood suddenly gushed out from the midline of their entire faces, and they fell down slumped.
Before the two of them fell down, Luke's figure had passed them, and also passed the two teammates behind him who were just about to step up the stairs.
At this time, the only four gangsters left downstairs finally pulled the trigger.
Luke's figure jumped up, and he did somersaults in front of him. He pushed himself with his thoughts, and the turning motion was like a video that was suddenly fast forwarded by a beat, which was strangely fast.
In the blink of an eye, he rolled over the heads of the two people in front of him, stretched out his arms, and wiped their necks with the blade.
In the end, the two raised their guns subconsciously.
Luke's massed body fell rapidly in an instant, his body stretched out like a spring, and the two knives in his hands slanted down and pierced their chests.
The two stood in a daze for a moment, then slowly fell down.
Luke let go of the handle of the scimitar, flicked his fingers, picked out the sabers on the thighs of the two, stood still for a few seconds, and threw a knife backhand up the stairs with his right hand.
A gangster who had just poked his head out from the corner of the stairs had a knife handle between his eyebrows and fell on his back.
With one shot, Luke turned around at the same time, swung his left hand, and released the second saber.
But unlike the first knife that was shot almost straight, this knife rotated a little slowly in the air. The handle of the knife just hit the railing of the stairs, making a clang, and the blade suddenly changed to shoot obliquely at the second floor.
A gangster was standing on the upper half of the stairs with a gun, and was on alert when he felt a black shadow flash past the corner of his right eye, and the refracted saber just pierced his eye socket, and his body rolled down the stairs.
The only four remaining gangsters on the second floor tensed up, feeling a burst of surprise in their hearts.
Not only did they not see clearly how the first gangster got stabbed, they didn't even know how the second gangster died.
Even if they are dead men, they are not fools.
If you die without even knowing where your opponent is, it doesn't meet the commander's requirements.
Their task is not simply to die, but to hold off this opponent and try to maintain a state of engagement with him, the longer the better.
Luke ignored the four frightened birds, turned around and walked to the side, glanced around, and landed on a large cabinet.
This cabinet is similar to a jewelry store, with a flat and long cabinet on top, a wooden frame, and five sides of glass, so that people can see the objects inside at a glance, all kinds of sabers.
Mad dog, m9, harpoon, hell guard dog, rambo knife, nighthawk flat blade all appear in this cabinet.
Obviously, this collection of cold weapons is not limited to ancient styles.
Luke's hands were a little itchy.
Among the people he killed, many were experts in sabers, and a lot of them were enthusiasts.
At this moment, when he saw these sabers, he was as friendly as seeing a toy with him.
Before his mind could make a decision, his hands had already moved.
Pulling open the fragile cabinet door lock, he took out all these sabers.
As exhibits, none of these sabers had scabbards. Luke thought about it, and buckled an extra belt around his waist in his hand, and quickly inserted these sabers into his waist.
At the same time, his left hand is still holding a large fan-shaped saber like a peacock spreading its tail.
There were rustling footsteps again from several doors, and then groups of thugs opened the doors and entered.
The cold-blooded commander stuffed more than half of the people outside without hesitation.
Luke's figure flashed and disappeared in the darkness.
The bandits who entered through the front and back doors attacked thirty people, sixteen in the front and fourteen in the back.
Luke did not intercept them, but let the two sides advance to the exhibition area on the first floor and completed the rendezvous.
There are counters of different heights all over here, which are full of various cold weapons.
There is only the dim green light of the "safety exit" everywhere, shining on the surface of the glass cabinet, reflecting a little bit of gloomy light, which has the feeling of a place where supernatural events have taken place.
Luke squatted on the ground, tapped his right fingertips on the handle of the knife opened in his left hand, and selected two m9s.
He didn't even get up, just leaned out half of his body from the counter, swung his right hand twice in a row, and the two sabers flew diagonally upward from the position close to the ground.
Puff!
With two muffled sounds, the two gangsters fell to the ground.
The two m9 sabers on their chests were not up to the handle, and they were exhaling too much air from their mouths, and they couldn't even scream, so they could only twist and struggle slightly on the ground.
No gangster saw Luke, and he immediately retracted after throwing two knives, and moved to the other side of the counter.
Just as all the gangsters raised their vigilance and checked their surroundings, there was another clang.
"ah!"
A bandit screamed and fell to the ground, covering his chest and abdomen with his hands, but he didn't dare to move the handle of the knife.
It was Luke who used refraction again, and finally added a little thought power to guide him. The saber bounced off the wall and shot into the stomach of the person against the wall.
When many people's attention was attracted by the scream, he half-kneeled on the ground, waved his right hand, and a matte saber flew out lightly, not too fast.
While the saber was still flying, he drew another saber from his left hand and swung it vigorously.
Clank!
Two impact sounds sounded in succession, and the weird combination of refraction + mental guidance completed the double kill.
"Ah!" This time, one more person covered his chest and screamed, but the other person was directly stabbed in the face and rushed to the street without saying a word.
At this moment, the commander outside the building suddenly received another video signal.
He connected without hesitation. On the screen, Luke was slowly standing up from behind a museum shelf, and unhurriedly leaving the position where he launched the sneak attack just now.
Then, there was a rhythmic tapping sound in the separate communication channel.
After listening, the commander ordered without hesitation: "The location of the target has been announced to everyone at any time, launch a full-scale attack immediately, don't stop."
Accompanied by this order, the remaining 20 gangsters on the first floor rushed towards Luke's position immediately.
Locking on Luke's position, they formed a rigorous formation, covering each other on the front and rear sides, leaving no loopholes.
Luke's heart moved: Here we come!
His body suddenly stood still and did not move any further. Instead, he stood in front of a counter and put the eight sabers in his left hand on them before he unbuttoned the only button on his suit and straightened it out. placket.
Then he adjusted the sabers on the counter, picked up two in each of his left and right hands, and placed the remaining four in parallel on the counter.
With his head slightly lowered, he seemed to be staring at these sabers, looking thoughtful.
In the shadows around him, three pairs of eyes stared at him with puzzled expressions: What kind of operation is this
The other party gave the order for a full-scale attack, and the gangsters did not hesitate to move, and in less than ten seconds, Luke was semi-enclosed.
Without staying too long, before the encirclement circle was fully formed, the commander's indifferent voice sounded in their headsets: "Fire."