After these small black spots grew rapidly, four of them hit the open space in front of and behind the bowling alley, and three of them fell directly into the bowling alley.
There was a strong smell of blood coming from the tip of Luke's nose, and he quickly ran back to his car, took out a telescope from inside, and looked up.
"!t!h!" (what the hell) looked at the picture in the binoculars with his calmness, and couldn't help being dumbfounded.
There were still a few small black spots falling rapidly in the sky, but they had already left Luke's head.
That's not the point.
The point is, Luke used the telescope and super dynamic vision to see clearly a bearded face—Mr. Smith.
What's even more outrageous is that this guy and the four black suits are crazy, not to mention opening the parachute, just gliding in the air and chasing after each other, the guns in their hands are still shooting crazily.
Cooperating with the two corpses that fell out of control from a high altitude again, Luke understood it.
For some reason, Mr. Smith hit the group of black suits from the sky, and the two sides hit the ground from the sky, creating ten corpses. By the way, it caused a falling object incident and smashed several big holes in the bowling alley.
Mr. Smith, you are so desperate, I am afraid that only Detective John can compare with you! Luke was shocked.
Anyway, let Luke do this, he will definitely not do it.
This is real hard work.
If you are happy and open the umbrella slowly at the end, you will definitely fall into a puddle of mud.
Primary self-healing might not be able to save this kind of injury.
Luke swallowed, thought for a while, and then greeted Sonia and asked her to wait here.
He drove Selena with him, and the two leaned towards where Smith landed.
Mr. Smith finally opened the umbrella, and he needs to determine whether he is dead or not.
Suddenly, he looked up, and a few umbrella flowers floated down from the sky.
Luke picked up the binoculars and looked at it, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Yo, it turns out that we are old acquaintances."
The group of people who descended from the sky were the bearded boss who was a forensic behavior expert, and several of his confidantes.
Luke stepped on the accelerator and accelerated towards an abandoned factory where the men landed.
Luke got out of the car and sneaked in alone after the bearded man and his group entered the abandoned factory building. Selena stayed in the car to monitor the surroundings.
In the factory building, Smith was lying on the ground with difficulty, panting: "It's you again?"
The bearded man showed a smug grin on his ugly fat face: "Yes, Smith! What else do you have to escape this time?"
Smith coughed twice and said nothing more.
He was shot in the shoulder, and was hit by debris when he landed. Several ribs were broken at the impact site, and the gun fell to nowhere.
Now he is at the end of his rope.
Luke didn't stand up, but just watched quietly.
The bearded boss obviously didn't want to kill Smith immediately, his posture was as high as a cat playing with a mouse, and this kind of person would definitely feel comfortable in front of his opponent.
"Smith, tell me where the woman and the baby are, and I will make you die faster." He grinned grinningly.
Smith spat and spat bloody spit at him.
The bearded man had expected it a long time ago, standing a few meters away, he was not spit out: "What a tough guy! Then let's change places, we still have time, right? Smith."
As he spoke, he signaled to his subordinates, and the four of them stepped forward and tied up Smith.
Twenty minutes later, two black suvs arrived and picked up a group of Smith and the bearded boss who were tied up.
Luke had already returned to the distribution car, started the car, and chased after him.
Selena: "What's going on?"
Luke thought for a while, but still shook his head: "Just pretend you don't know about this, because I'm also an outsider, and it's safest to know nothing."
He also saw the bodies of those fallen black suits just now.
Although they are not in human form, the details of their clothing and various equipment reveal one thing—these guys are not only very formal, but also very rich.
Or rather, their employers are rich.
Equipped with mp5 micro punches, all suits are specially made, and the boots are either Dana or Black Hawk's team, they are by no means hanging wire players.
Compared with these black suits, the more than fifty black-clothed gunmen who raided Smith last time were simply beggars.
The black combat uniforms that were killed in the small hotel can barely match the equipment level of the black suits.
The bosses who can afford this kind of team are not ordinary people.
In other words, the boss of a team that can use this kind of equipment cannot be an ordinary person.
Moreover, a big star like Jennifer Perry can afford it, but obviously can't use such a team with such exaggerated equipment.
This kind of team is more likely to be used to kill people, not to be a security guard.
Luke has made up his mind this time, and will never get involved in this matter on the surface.
That guy Smith's ability to make troubles is a bit beyond his imagination, who knows why those black suits are chasing and killing him so frantically.
According to the previous intelligence analysis, the black suit and the bearded boss are obviously not on the same side.
Mr. Smith has offended two difficult forces at the same time.
Selena beside her got the answer, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Her acting skills are not as good as Luke's, and not knowing is the best way to cover up.
After driving to the suburbs further east for more than 20 minutes, Luke stopped the car: "You drive the car back, and tell Sonia and the others to call it a day and go back to the police station."
Selena hummed, and when he got out of the car, she took over the driver's job and drove away.
Luke got into the small abandoned building next to him from the alley where he parked. A moment later, wearing black gloves and a thin hooded sweater, he got out of the window on the other side and headed towards a place more than 200 meters away. The factory building is close.
The electronic detection function of counterfeit mobile phones has been turned on. Although he thinks that there will be no such things here, there is nothing wrong with being careful.
With the help of the hook, he went up to a damaged transom, took out a monitoring head, adjusted the angle to fix it, and then slipped down quietly.
Looking at the screen on the counterfeit mobile phone, he wandered outside the factory building, and finally climbed up from the side next to the factory building next door.
Drilling in through a wide gap between the ceiling and the wall, Luke slowly approached a group of people in an open space at the door among the messy abandoned machinery.
The bearded man was triumphant: "Some are smart and some are stupid. Who is the winner now? Mr. Smith."
Smith looked at him: "Your boss Hammerson's plan is over, Henry Esworth is dead, you can no longer threaten him with that little baby. And his death will be recognized by everyone, you guys Arms dealer, he will have more sympathy and support for his gun cleanup plan."