He is brutal and bloodthirsty, he will retaliate, and he will do it if he disagrees with the other party, provided that he can do it with the other party.
But his people have not seen the figure of this super killer yet, more than half of them have been beaten to death, and Sergey even gave a fart!
He is irritable and cold-blooded.
He is bloodthirsty, and others are bloodthirsty.
There are many others, and their marksmanship is good.
"Let's withdraw, don't get entangled with that killer." Sergey's heart was bleeding when he said this.
What the hell, not only did he not have a chance to get the stolen money of 10 million dollars, but he also lost a large number of his men, and he might be wanted by the New York Police Department afterwards.
This time, it was really a big loss!
Luke hid in the car queue, watching Sergey's actions, hehe in his heart: Want to run? If you run away, then my work is not in vain.
He kept squatting, with the pistol firmly in front of his eyes, and with his legs in a weird posture similar to bow-legged, he quickly followed him. From a distance of seven or eight meters, he watched Sergey and his party get into two cars parked on the side of the road. Off-road vehicles in the distance.
Luke snickered, took out two special mines originally prepared for the long-legged people from his backpack, and threw them under the two cars with his hands.
Then, he took out the counterfeit mobile phone, operated it twice, watched the countdown on it start, and then picked up the counterfeit mobile phone.
He counted inaudibly: "Nineteen eighty-seven..."
At this time, the car full of thugs had started first and drove out.
"Five, four, three, two..." He had already found a suitable position, unloaded the magazine, looked at the nearly empty bullets and shook his head: "One!"
boom! boom!
After two muffled soft bangs, the first off-road vehicle, which had picked up its speed, tilted its head and suddenly rolled over.
Sergey's second off-road vehicle was better, and the speed was not fast. The driver quickly slowed down, and the car slanted for more than ten meters before stopping.
On Luke's side, he replaced a magazine unhurriedly, raised his gun steadily, and aimed at the second off-road vehicle.
The car door opened, and several gunmen jumped down first, looking around in panic, aiming the guns in their hands randomly.
Luke didn't move, and waited until all four gunmen got out of the car before decisively pulling the trigger.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
The four gunmen who were protecting Sergey and wanted to run on the road were called out one by one by him, and the field was cleared instantly.
Only Sergey was left standing there stiffly, looking around: "Who are you? I can give you whatever you want..."
Luke didn't bother to talk to him, as long as this guy fell into his hands alive, that would be fine.
As for what Sergey wanted to say and what he wanted to do, it was of no value to him.
His value to Luke is only the murderer of Katie, not the identity of the leader of the gang.
The off-road vehicle a little ahead overturned, and several gunmen climbed out of the vehicle with their heads covered.
Luke had quietly changed his position, moved to the back of a pickup truck more than ten meters away, and aimed at the four people who climbed out one by one.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Just when the last bullet was left, Luke pulled out of the magazine.
When he was on duty, he always carried a little more magazines.
Even so, the five magazines he brought out were mostly empty.
Luke didn't go out in a hurry, concentrated the remaining bullets, and pressed them into a magazine.
Even so, there were only twelve rounds.
The good news is that the m1911 he snatched from the truck driver still has seven rounds of ammunition, and the only active person in the Sergey gang is Sergey himself.
Luke's short period of adjustment made Sergey think he was lucky, and suddenly threw himself on the grass by the side of the road, and then got into the car traffic on his stomach.
Luke just loaded the magazine at this moment. Seeing Sergey, who was 1.9 meters tall and looked like a bear, made such a move, he laughed, and a baseball appeared in his hand again.
After the ball missed Sergey's gun, it rebounded and fell into the traffic lane. He found the hero who saved the United States, picked it up casually, and put it in his pocket.
Seeing Sergey tentatively raised his head to look around, and then bowed his body to escape, Luke smiled, and once again assumed a standard pitching posture, throwing the baseball out.
The next moment, Sergey felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and fainted when his eyes went dark.
Luke walked over, took out the plastic strap and tied the guy's hands behind his back.
Well, there are no handcuffs, and he is not qualified to wear handcuffs here.
Elsa's call came: "Luke, the long legs are going to run away, and now they are moving the truck. If you don't come here again, I'm going to get on it alone."
Sweat broke out on Luke's forehead: "Calm down! I'm done here, come here right away."
Why do you suddenly want 1v4? Elsa must have suddenly awakened the system too!
While talking in his mouth, he carried the unconscious Sergey on his body as a shield, and ran towards the blocking truck.
And, for him, Sergey is the most important thing, long legs... Well, that's the NYPD's business.
To Luke, it doesn't make any difference whether people get the stolen goods together or just keep the stolen money.
He is not the kind of guy in film and television works who regards the honor of the police as his life, so he will not swear to catch all criminals.
However, that electric eye and long legs can't just let her go. Luke is not a liar, let alone help her for no reason.
Five times more than ordinary people's strength, Luke ran fast even with Sergey, and soon reached the position of the blocking truck.
Over there, a long leg jumped off the blocking truck, and was about to return to the a8 sedan.
The moment before she came down, she saw Luke rushing towards him with a man on his back through the condescending gaze from the driver's seat of the truck.
After looking at it for a while, the long-legged man opened his mouth: "What the hell?"
She recognized the man on Luke's shoulder, who was it if it wasn't Sergey who almost caught them!
But why was Sergey somehow carried over by someone? There will never be the kind of idiot subordinates who lead the unconscious boss to charge the enemy.
Thinking that all of Sergey's people seemed to have disappeared after the intense fire just now, the long-legged man felt a little chilly: Who is this guy in front of him
Luke ran more than 20 meters behind the car, threw Sergey to the ground, and drew his gun with both hands.
With a Glock 23 in one hand and an M1911 in the other, he quickly moved behind the driver's seat of the Audi: "O! Beauties, I finally caught up with you."
In the open window of the driver's seat, there was indeed that hot girl with electric eyes.
She looked at Luke in surprise: "Who are you?" She always felt that this person was a little familiar.
Luke chuckled: "It's not important, the important thing is that you can't leave now, right?"
The electric-eyed hot girl gave him another half-smile look, but Luke smiled and said: "Don't let your companions take risks, your shooting skills are not as good as Sergey's men. I can kill them all, then It can kill you too."
The hot girl with electric eyes was taken aback: "You killed all Sergey's people?"