When Garcia heard this, he grinned grimly, and waved his hand: "See! If you don't come out, this little girl will die."
As he said that, he moved his hand again and pointed to the side: "If you don't come out, these women will die too, and then it will be the turn of all the poor people under the viaduct. I will be in front of you , Kill them one by one! Aren't you their protector? Now, why don't you dare to come out?"
A gangster next to him was strangling a little black girl's neck, turning her face to Luke.
At the same time, the muzzle of a black hole was also on the little girl's temple.
The little girl's face was pale, her whole body was trembling, and tears kept pouring out of her eyes, but she insisted on not saying a word.
Next to them were three gangsters with guns aimed at the three women who were kneeling on the ground.
While observing the situation of the gangsters, Luke walked out from the alley, and the phone spoke again: "Okay, I'm out."
The gangsters saw a group of black shadows appearing from the shadow of the building more than 20 meters away, and walked towards them.
No shots were fired.
That shadow area is very large and very dark, if you hit it like this, who knows if you hit it.
Moreover, many of them were killed by that woman. No one wanted to kill her with a single shot. They all wanted to catch her and torture her cruelly for revenge.
After a while, all the gangsters present were stunned.
When the black shadow walked to a position about ten meters in front of them, the light from the car lights and other places finally revealed its outline.
The gangsters suddenly discovered that this was a person who was wrapped in gray and black clothes, not even his eyes and mouth were exposed.
Riley North killed many of their companions, and many people have seen her. Her height is at most 1.75 meters, and her body is not particularly strong.
But what the hell is this guy in front of him
This black figure is more than 1.9 meters tall, and has an extremely burly build. It looks like it can hold up to two Riley Norths.
"Sapris!" A female voice that the gangsters had just become familiar with came from the shadow.
Accompanied by the voice of the female announcer full of joy and coquettishness, Luke pulled out the quick-draw holster with both hands, and raised the p226 in his left hand and the Glock in his right.
Clap clap!
In an instant, the heads of the four bandits holding hostages exploded.
The timing Luke chose to attack was exactly the moment when the muzzle of the gangster who was holding the little girl left her temple.
With the four gangsters falling to the ground, his only scruples disappeared, and his body turned into a black shadow, rushing straight towards the gangsters.
Physical energy burst into action!
Sensitive response activated!
The melee gun fighting technique is launched!
Clap clap!
The gunshots sounded like a storm, and Luke clung to one of the most peripheral bandits.
The gangster was about to shoot when he found that the hand holding the gun was blocked by Luke's body.
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He had already been hit by several bullets from his companion and fell limply.
Luke resisted the bandit's fallen body, rushed forward a few steps quickly, and kicked him hard to fly towards the bandits on the left.
He himself changed direction and charged obliquely, passing through the five gangsters, the two guns in his hands flickered like phantoms, bowed left and right, and the muzzle sprayed out a burst of gun flame.
He almost held the guns to the heads and chests of the five gangsters, and shot them one by one.
When their bodies shook, Luke had already passed them like the wind and rushed into the next group of bandits.
Before the gangsters had time to turn their guns, Luke opened fire with both guns raised flatly.
Snapped! Snapped!
The gangster at the front saw bright flames spouting from the muzzle of the gun in front of his eyes, and fell down.
When these two shots were fired, Luke had already passed the second pair of thieves, and his hands moved backwards, aiming at the backs of the heads of the two who had just passed by.
Snapped! Snapped!
The last gangster looked at Luke who was approaching rapidly, and shouted in horror, but the pistol clicked and emptied the magazine.
Luke's figure walked past him.
Before the gangster understood, bullets from his companions came one after another, turning him into a hornet's nest.
In less than ten seconds, the bandits killed fifteen people.
A group of villains had hideous faces, yelled unconsciously, and pulled the triggers of the guns in their hands, but they could only follow Luke to eat ashes.
Clap clap!
When the gangster was shot dead by his companions, Luke's figure turned like a ghost, and rushed into the next group of gangsters seven or eight meters away.
The gangsters looked terrified and desperate.
They know that they will die soon!
If you don't die at the hands of this terrifying black-clothed monster, you will die under the bullets of your companions.
But their brains had no time to issue the command to avoid.
Luke's figure rolled wildly past, sprinting sideways while rubbing against their outer edges, and the gun flames from the two guns raised horizontally were like sickles harvesting sinful lives.
Clap clap clap clap!
Seven gangsters fell, but Luke only fired five shots, and the remaining two were brutally beaten by his teammates again.
The rest of the dozen or so gangsters were going crazy.
They no longer cared about their companions, and they stopped aiming. They raised their hands in Luke's direction and beat them indiscriminately, which made them a little more threatening.
However, it is only a little threat.
Luke stopped his frenzied rush and hid behind a certain gangster again. The two guns in his hands quietly poked out from his armpits, and he pulled the trigger again.
Clap clap clap clap!
The body of the shield bandit was shaking constantly from the bullets, and the bandits on the opposite side rushed to the street one by one.
Shooting at a standstill, Luke is a man who can shoot six shots per second, six shots and six hits.
clang! clang!
With two subtle sounds, both of his guns emptied their magazines at the same time, and turned into an idle state, but there were still four gangsters on the opposite side.
Luke put the gun back into the holster with both hands, and pulled the m1911 from the shield bandit's hand.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
M1911 fired three bursts, killed three gangsters, and entered the state of hanging up again.
Luke swung his hand violently, and the m1911 flew out in a straight line, denting the bridge of the nose of the last gangster.
Plop! Plop!
At this time, the gangster with the collapsed face and the shield gangster fell to the ground at the same time.
Luke took out the p226 again, replaced it with a magazine without haste, and didn't even forget to put the empty magazine back in his pocket.
Snapped!
He casually aimed a bullet in the back of the head of the gangster whose face had collapsed.
Snapped! Snapped!
The two gangsters who were accidentally injured by their companions and could still scream also shut their mouths.
Only then did Luke move his gun to Diego Garcia, the last gangster standing.
Diego Garcia slowly lowered the empty gun in his hand: "Who are you? Why are you against me?"
The corner of Luke's mouth curled up, and he pulled the trigger directly at Garcia's leg.
Garcia swooped and hid behind the car next to him.
Luke's face changed: Garcia was not shot!
The distance between the two is less than ten meters, which is within the range that he never misses.
But Garcia was unharmed!
Luke's face in the hood showed a happy smile, and he walked towards the car.