"What do you want? Money, or anything else, I can give it to you." Garcia's voice came, and his hand had already opened the door of the car next to him.
Clap! Luke raised his hand and shot twice, and there were two more holes in the front windshield of the car.
Garcia, who was hiding by the car door, changed his expression, gritted his teeth, and pressed the buckle of the belt around his waist with his hand, and a gray-black object popped out soundlessly from the buckle.
"I have two million in cash at home, and three million worth of diamonds. I can give you all of these. How about letting me go this time?" He was talking in his mouth, holding the gray-black object in his hand. Suddenly there were big beads of sweat.
Luke walked to the front of the car at this moment, pointing the gun in Garcia's hiding place.
Suddenly, he turned his head abruptly, and at the same time took a step away.
A tiny black shadow flew past where his neck was just now.
Luke let out a sigh in his heart. Behind him, the black shadow circled in the air and shot back quickly.
He turned to step on his feet, tapped his toes on the ground a few times, jumped seven or eight meters in an instant, staggered away from the shadow again, and shot two shots at Garcia who was squatting by the car door.
Snapped! Snapped!
At the same time as he fired, Garcia's mouth was grinning, and the gun that had just been replaced with a new magazine also rang.
Clap clap!
Garcia's sinister grin froze, and his prepared attack was completely in vain.
A few meters away, Luke's figure suddenly flickered left and right irregularly, and then walked again.
Luke was also at close range, and he could clearly see the trajectory of the bullet he fired.
The smile on his face was even bigger because Garcia was again unscathed and missed a single shot!
Garcia was frightened and angry, and he pulled the trigger repeatedly with one hand, while the other hand had already opened the door and got into the car.
Luke's figure flashed, followed to the car door, and stepped on Garcia's left leg that hadn't been confiscated.
Click!
Garcia's left leg protruded into an L shape, and he howled miserably.
Luke stretched out his big hand, squeezed his neck, pulled him out of the car, and carried him in mid-air.
Garcia was in a hurry, and regardless of the severe pain in his left leg, he yelled: "Go to hell! You monster!"
A black shadow rose from the ground and shot at the back of Luke's head from the side.
Luke curled his lips and bent his right knuckles.
Boom!
A super brain bouncing on Garcia's temple, the black boss' eyes went dark and he passed out.
The black shadow suddenly lost its momentum, and its speed was greatly reduced.
Luke put the gun back into the holster, and when he turned around, he gently closed the two fingers of his right hand in the air, and the black shadow was caught between the fingers.
Taking the black shadow close to his eyes for a while, he laughed: So, it's just this kind of gadget.
Between his fingers was a thin and sharp blade.
The surface of the blade has been matte-treated, presenting an inconspicuous gray-black color. The material is similar to a paper knife, and it is relatively heavy. The edges are all extremely sharp, and the tips at both ends are equally deadly.
It was this blade that attacked from behind him just now, hitting his vitals several times.
Luke looked at the system prompt again.
System: You defeated Diego Garcia and obtained his ability list.
Diego Garcia's abilities: basic firearms, basic fighting... primary magnetic field manipulation (not learnable).
Looking at the primary magnetic field control displayed in pure black, even Luke's big heart couldn't help but twitch.
Magnetic field manipulation is definitely the top level ability among extraordinary abilities.
As long as the user's knowledge and ability are strong enough, it is a super ability that integrates offensive, defensive and field control assistance.
As a result, it is also not learnable.
Luke has already summed up some rules from the previous experiences that he could not learn from, and this time they are also in full compliance.
However, he still felt a deep pain in his flesh.
Just like most people watch others burn money, even if the money is not their own, it will be very uncomfortable.
Depressed for a few seconds, he put aside this meaningless distress, turned and left.
All around watched the battle silently, and saw the burly black figure holding Garcia in the posture of carrying a dog, quietly disappearing into the shadow of a blind spot as when he came.
Luke didn't notice the huge graffiti on the huge billboard next to it.
Under the illumination of the two dim spotlights at the top, a woman covered in a black hooded sweater stood silently with her head bowed, her two huge wings stretched out to both sides, and a city silhouette full of shadows lay under her.
But the woman's wings are not feathers, but rows of guns.
The top of her head is not a halo, but a small piece of bright red like blood.
And when Luke carried the strong man Garcia away with one hand, the two strong headlights made his figure longer and longer, casting a huge shadow on the billboard.
This scene also fell into the eyes of the surrounding crowd.
After Luke's figure disappeared, a large number of people were scattered in the surrounding shacks.
They were silent, and gradually gathered at the intersection of the street full of corpses.
Suddenly, an old homeless man said: "The police should arrive in half an hour, we can do something."
Everyone was silent for a moment, and suddenly rushed forward.
In less than ten minutes, except for a large area of sewage mixed with washing powder and disinfectant on the ground, the street has returned to its usual calm appearance, as if nothing had happened.
On the other side, Luke got Garcia into the car, went around a few times, and found a factory building.
Holding Garcia in one hand and blood mint in the other, he entered the abandoned factory building.
Spread a blanket on a workbench and put the blood mint on it. He took out the camping light, checked and cleaned up the surrounding environment, and nodded with satisfaction.
He walked back, dipped the towel in water, and put it on Blood Mint's forehead.
Not long after, the woman twitched, as if she wanted to jump up.
Luke pressed her shoulder, and the mobile phone played the words that had already been typed: "Okay, it's still me, punher."
Blood Mint's eyes returned to normal from the out-of-focus state.
Looking at the familiar black hood and yellow sunglasses beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked nervously, "What time is it?"
Luke was too lazy to type and raised a finger.
Xue Minhe whispered: "A little bit? No, I have to leave quickly." But he found that his shoulder was pressed again.
"Diego Garcia is here. If you leave in a hurry, then I will have to deal with him." The announcer sounded, making Blood Mint startled, and looked sideways.
Only then did she realize that Garcia was staring at her.
This murderous trafficker boss in the eastern part of Greater Los Angeles, now has sealing tape wrapped around his mouth, his hands and feet are tied to his chest with ropes, and he is sitting on the ground in disgrace.
"Don't get excited, he can't run away, you can take your time." The announcer still said unhurriedly, the hand pressing on Xue Minhe's shoulder turned into a support, gently helping her up.
Even so, the wound on her waist was still involved, and she clenched her teeth in pain.