Luke did not kill these mercenaries.
This is a square where people come and go, dead people can easily cast a psychological shadow on children.
After the four shots were fired, Fatty Harley turned the front of the car and went around the side. Only the screaming mercenary outside the car attracted curious passers-by.
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"You know, I told her today that I forgive her."
"Hey, not many women want to be forgiven, it will make them feel that they made a mistake."
The chatter duo continued to argue.
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Luke hummed and pulled the trigger: "i ant to kno hat love is, i ant you to sho me..."
puff! puff!
The two mercenaries sitting on the chairs were shot in the back by one of them, and they immediately hugged their buttocks and screamed together.
Fatty Harley sped up slightly, approached an SUV, and slid past at a constant speed.
Puff puff puff!
Having received news of the attack, the two mercenaries who were opening the door were beaten and rolled into the car, and the driver in the driver's seat was also shot.
Another black suv started, and the mercenaries on it obviously planned to use movement to reduce the possibility of being attacked.
Luke shot twice and blew up the rear wheel on one side of the SUV. The car veered suddenly, broke the railing with a slam, and fell into the river.
Seeing the three mercenaries crawling out of the car, Luke shot them three times in the shoulders.
The three unlucky ones screamed miserably, Gululu drank a stomach full of yellow-green river water, and floated up again with difficulty.
There were enthusiastic people nearby who wanted to rescue them, but they saw three people waving their guns and rushing towards the shore.
A lot of enthusiastic people scattered immediately, and many people took out their mobile phones to call the police while running.
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"Yes, I want to forget about Kurosawa..."
"hat? Wait, which Kurosawa?"
"Takashi Kurosawa, my client. Russell leaked Kurosawa's itinerary and let him be ambushed and assassinated..."
"Uh~hahahaha!"
"Anything funny?"
"Hahahaha, Black Ze was killed by me. At the airport, right? My target wasn't him, but your Land Rover convoy was too conspicuous, so I just glanced at it, and I recognized the arms dealer at a glance , just gave him a shot."
"hat?"
"Three hundred meters away, through a window the size of a c-cup, bang! Because of this shot, I made another extra money. I thought you knew I killed him!"
The chatter duo is still wrangling.
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Luke also laughed out loud.
What is the most tragic thing in this world
For Michael, maybe he always thought he was a victim, but finally found that he wronged his beautiful and hot girlfriend because of a non-chief, and all the girls with money and career were ruined.
Luke, who was laughing so happily, had to adjust for a while before Fat Harley caught up with an SUV that was going around the square.
Puff puff puff puff!
The mercenary in the SUV screamed miserably after being hit by a series of bullets.
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"Oh~ why did you hit me in the face?" A certain African chief also screamed.
"Let's break up!" a certain security guard roared.
The chatter duo is over.
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At this moment, the square finally became a little chaotic.
Luke overturned more than twenty mercenaries in one go.
Although they didn't kill anyone, these guys were all shot. They were found bleeding after screaming, and some were found with guns. The enthusiastic people immediately notified the police, and the timid ones ran away with their friends. He also told the others to leave quickly.
Both the mercenaries and Interpol knew that Kincaid was very kind to his wife and would not give up on her and run away alone.
Therefore, both parties deployed manpower near the detention center, waiting for the black bald head to rescue his wife.
Now, Luke, a guy who used to collect experience points to gain black hands, stepped in, directly exposing the mercenaries to the eyes of the Interpol.
The mercenaries who were shot black by someone had difficulty even escaping, and were caught by Interpol one after another.
However, Michael, who was dizzy with anger, didn't care about this. After coming out of the bell tower, he sat down at the open-air bar not far away.
"Give me two shots of vodka!"
"How hard did you make me work? I prepared everything well, just didn't want to make a mistake, and it ended up being destroyed by that damn bullet, on a window the size of a C-cup." Gritting his teeth Michael compared the size of the C cup with both hands, and his twitching fingers seemed to want to crush something.
The bartender in front of him shrank back unconsciously, covering his chest with his hands.
Alcoholics are not uncommon, and alcoholics who attack men's breasts are even more uncommon! This is Holland and this is Amsterdam.
Men harassing men is harassment recognized by the law.
Luke looked helplessly at the impatient mercenaries around the square: "How many people did Duhovic find to silence them? There must be more than fifty people."
Even though he cleaned up more than thirty mercenaries, when Kincaid's figure walked out of the bell tower, several mercenaries approached from around.
Forget it, keep it simple and rough! Anyway, Duhovic and Kincaid are the ones to blame. Someone made the easiest decision in his mind.
bang bang bang!
Only then did Luke make up his mind. An impatient mercenary was simpler and rougher than him. He drew out his gun and fired at Kincaid, who was more than ten meters away.
What annoys you mercenaries the most, you have no technical content at all! Muttering in his heart, the muzzle of the gun under Luke's armpit popped twice again.
This rough mercenary was dealt with more simply.
But as soon as the simple and rough battle started, the square suddenly became chaotic.
Several mercenaries who were still approaching no longer covered up, and took out their guns to shoot Kincaid.
The sudden and intense gunfire frightened the people in the square. Some of them ran around, some lay down behind shelters, and some yelled at the police.
Sirens blared all around.
Interpol and the police in Amsterdam have already prepared plans, and they will use them immediately.
It's a pity that their level is far from that of the mercenaries, and they rushed to the two cars before they were smashed by the mercenaries and hit the side of the road.
Kincaid was beaten to the ground by four or five mercenaries holding micro punches.
He is good at marksmanship, but he can't withstand the fire from 20 to 30 meters away. Within this distance, it is difficult for a pistol to fight against Wei Chong.
This old guy sprinted out straight away, and he was never ambiguous when he needed to make a move.
Under the cover of various shelters, he ran more than ten meters, jumped onto a speedboat by the river with a swoop, said "soryy" in his mouth, dragged the driver on it and threw it to the bank , As soon as the accelerator was added, the speedboat rushed out.
Kincaid had nothing to do with murder, but he never attacked innocent people, let alone fight in this crowded square.
He would care about the people in the square, but the mercenaries would not.
The speedboat swayed the river water into a large piece of white foam and sped away.
Many rivers in Amsterdam are small canals, with a distance of more than ten meters between the two sides. The speedboat can neither drive fast nor completely avoid the shooting on the riverside road.
The mercenaries found that Kincaid had slipped away, and they drove after him without giving up.