Super Detective in the Fictional World

The robust man reacted equally quickly, instantly realizing that Luke was coming too fast, he had no chance to pull out his gun, and his hand, which had been lifted to his chest, suddenly shook his fist and punched Luke in the head.

Masterful!

Luke had a big alarm in his heart.

This alertness, this random ability to adapt, is definitely not an ordinary gang of gangsters.

But his movements were more agile, his body suddenly buried lower, and he jumped over from his fist.

He started spinning as he moved forward, instantly pointing half his back at the man, his right arm over his shoulder as soon as his hands lightned and pressed.

Under his feet, his shoulders rose to the top, and his hands pressed harder.

The man's right arm flexed into a strange curve when he snapped.

The man made a scream and his left hand had touched his waist, where there was a military knife.

But before his hand touched the knife handle, Luke's body bowed again, retreating, and the whole person slipped behind his right.

But the man's broken right arm was still locked in his hands by Luke, pulling and twisting.

This time, the man screamed wildly and his hands were stiff to touch the knife.

The broken arm was pulled and twisted by enormous force, and the pain was simply unbearable to the normal man, nor could he.

Luke's eyes were calm, not stopped by the other party's screaming, but rushed forward and crushed the man to the ground.

The man's torn right arm was squeezed and struck again, and the pain came again, but he couldn't even scream and his body was slightly convulsed.

Luke played superhuman agility again, wrapped his hands around this man's neck, twisting and pressing.

With a click, this body under him suddenly lost its movement.

Luke took a quick look back and forth, and no one came.

It's quiet, but there's a loud hall over by the door where people can't hear the noise.

Luke dragged the body into the bathroom again, quickly searched again, and again found an M1911 and two spare magazines, as well as an armpit holster, which threw it into the compartment and closed the door.

Looking at the newly obtained M1911, he found that it was a double-row model with twice as many bullets as the previous one, unfortunately the handle was slightly larger and he was a little uncomfortable with Glock.

However, the gun almost had fifty rounds of ammunition on it, and he did not throw it. He also changed the armpit holster and plugged it back in.

It won't take more than two minutes to finish this.

Luke thought about pulling up the coma waitress, and a few meters after leaving, he went into the ladies' room on the side and put her in a compartment.

When he came out, the two women happened to be in the ladies' room.

Seeing a man suddenly come out of nowhere, he glanced at the sign on the door.

That's right, it's a simple painting of a full-blown fruit lady, which proves that this is a ladies' bathroom.

Luke looked at the two women, and the expression on their faces had changed back to the same glare: “What are you looking at, then look at you two fucking together.” He pretended to pull his belt, seemed to have just put on his pants, and just slipped away.

The two women looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders and walked in.

Soon it was discovered that a door could not be opened, a woman stood curiously on the toilet next door and looked over, discovering that it was a woman snoring, her hip skirt was sheathed to the roots of her thighs, the shadow was visibly visible, and there was an obvious black hollow inside hanging on the back of her feet.

She instantly understood what was going on and left her mouth in disdain, saying: "It is a pair of men and women who do business here. The man ran away when he was finished, leaving a pitch on the toilet, what a piece of shit. ”

Her companion didn't care: "Whatever. What else is here besides scum and Birch? Nice guy? ”

They laughed almost simultaneously and were full of ridicule.

There are no good people here, including the two of them, who are also Bichi.

And they didn't expect that tonight's store was really filled with a good guy, a good guy who came all the way here to kill.

Luke was used to armpit holsters as he advanced.

Like most policemen, he had a holster on his waist and now feels a little uncomfortable with an extra gun under his armpit.

But Robert is obviously used to it.

Luke, who acquired Robert's basic firearms and basic special combat capability, found a familiar feeling just over ten meters out.

By then, he had walked to a door.

This is the back of the club. Before Luke came in, he checked outside for a while and found that there were people moving here, but he didn't know the exact construction.

A nightclub run by a gang. What's going to happen back there?

Luke doesn't think it should be a hotel or a hotel or anything, and people who are tall enough to do things in the corner of the hall don't need a room at all.

Information received from Chris indicates that this is the headquarters of the Carlos family.

Most importantly, Diego Carlos loves this nightclub atmosphere and spends almost half his time here.

Diego Carlos is here, and most of his men are certainly here.

Luke pushed the door open and saw two men looking at themselves coldly.

He smiled nervously: "Oh, the toilet, I need to pee. ”

The two men's eyes flashed impatiently, one hand having touched the armpit and the other slowly leaning forward: “Get out or I'll kill you. ”

Luke now smells like alcohol and there seems to be white crystal residue at the corner of his mouth. The two of them knew it was the kind of high crazy 250, so there was no first time to do it.

On this point, they weren't alerted by the big man Luke met in the bathroom.

Luke's gaze swept around quickly, and he didn't see any cameras or anything.

It's still 2003, too high-tech for drug lords to use, let alone a small family like Carlos.

In 2018, when they switched to their last lives, these Mexican traffickers even sneaked out to government agencies to spy on their movements.

Luke slammed against the man who was pulling the gun, with overwhelming power and agility, and punched him hard in the throat.

Under the raised finger, a slightly stiff organ was smashed into a recess, and the person's eyes were white and his hands moved towards his neck.

Luke pinched the man's arm and pulled it, and a pistol was brought out.

He grabbed the gun and threw it vigorously at the side. The gun spinned and hit the side and reacted, pulling the gun from the other person.