Super Detective in the Fictional World

A group of bodyguards rushed too fast to stop the car, nor did they expect to be ambushed at this location.

After seven rounds of sand eagle ammunition were fired, five people lay seven vertical and eight vertical across the corner of the stairs.

He swiftly replaced the magazine already in his hand, and the gun was still pointing at the corner of the stairs.

Suddenly he heard a slight “ding” in his ear, and the next moment he saw something rolling out of the corner.

Luke's vision is excellent, and his dynamic vision is reinforced by a 20-point agility.

The moment this thing flies out, it's an iron pineapple.

He quickly retreated and rushed into the other room, bursting outside and a wave of air poured in through the door.

Luke didn't stop to walk out of the room, one jump down to the first floor.

He circled half a turn, found a hose on the other side, and he climbed up again.

This time he returned to the third floor.

But now he doesn't have to hide, he runs straight into that luxury hall in Diego.

At this moment in the lobby, only two men with slight flushes, and a young Latino, looked angrily at Diego's body and said something there.

When someone broke into the door, a slight flush in the hands of the two men immediately pointed at him, then pounded and shot at him.

Luke whispered in his heart: Nima, there are two shooters left here, still holding a small flush of the Melee Murder weapon.

But the moment he came in and saw a man, one rolled over to a column, and the column behind him was immediately pounded with bullets, and countless pieces of cement plaster were flying.

He tried it on the ground with his feet and found it to be a marble-like material, very luminous, with several plants with lots of branches next to the columns.

Listening to two slightly punched gunshots, he calculates the remaining bullets from each other, slowly lying down, bending his legs and stepping on the column.

After a moment, his legs suddenly pushed, slipping on the column, and the whole person slipped out of the ground.

As his body glided, the Desert Eagle in his hand aimed the two bodyguards in advance.

When those two men appeared in sight, the Desert Eagle in his hand opened fire.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

One breath emptied the magazine, his hand relaxed, and he threw down Desert Eagle, and this thing was just two magazines, and it was useless when it was finished.

Once again, he touched the M1911 between his waist and looked out into a small mirror from outside the other column.

Good. He shot both bodyguards with microflushes.

The Desert Eagle's enormous killing power has left both of these guys screaming, one already having to twitch on the ground.

Luke flashed out and the M1911 in his hand banged twice, replenishing each of the two bodyguards with a bullet in the head to keep them completely quiet.

He then pointed his gun at the young man who had stood there in horror and confusion, starting with the raid.

When he saw the gunshot, the young man shook himself on his knees and said, "No, don't kill me! I can pay, lots and lots of money. ”

Luke looked at him indifferently, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled, and it was a cold laugh.

Boom!

One bullet in the head!

Alexander's face collapsed blindly, and a Colt he had just pulled out of his back fell to the ground.

Looking at this young man's body, Luke thought, "Don't think I haven't seen your file!"

Alexandre Carlos, Diego's other brother. Others may be spared this time, but Diego and his immediate family must not be spared as long as they meet.

Otherwise, such a family-bound force, the successor, in order to serve and demonstrate strength, will inevitably send another man to the United States to find trouble with the Roberts.

He then took the Glock out of his backpack, emptied the magazine on Alexandre's limbs and body, made more than a dozen holes in the body, and threw Glock next to it.

This was done in order to confuse the number of attackers and to show the style of gang homicide.

Finally, looking at a few stacks of Franklin on the table and a few small piles of white crystals, Luke thought about it and just took a stack and stuffed it in his own backpack.

After doing all this, he quickly removed the microflush from the hands of the two bodyguards, picked one and scraped all the magazines off the bodyguards.

Four of the pistol magazines were found, and five were found in full microflush magazines.

Throw the pistol magazine into the backpack, insert the microflush magazine into the waist, and the MP5 on Luke's satchel gently flushes out the door.

After confirming that the corridor outside the door was empty, Luke stepped out and stood directly below the door surveillance, jumping hard and destroying the surveillance.

Then again, he slipped to the stairwell.

Listen to the shouting coming from below, Luke thought about it and didn't go down from here.

He turned back to his luxury room and slipped from the previously entered window to the ground floor, where the cat ran to the front door of the nightclub with her waist.

There, guests have been running away from it.

They were confused in their panic, some with stacks of beautiful knives on their hands, and many more women ran out naked.

Those guys just threw an iron pineapple, so long as they weren't totally high and dizzy, they noticed something was wrong.

Luke and the third-floor bodyguards were fighting around the corner of the second floor, and they heard it, and they knew what was going on here, and everyone started running out, trying to get away from the wrong place.

After all, in Mexico, there is too much fighting between traffickers, and the move is dozens of AK shots, and these people don't want to stay for burial.

As Luke turned to the side of the door, he saw the two guys at the door with his $200 knife trying to stop the escaped guests.

Luke has no words in his heart: Is this really stupid? It's all open. What do you mean you left the guests behind?

This nightclub is all about paying first and then delivering goods. There is no running list problem at all.

He didn't hesitate, pulled out the M1911, raised his hand just bang bang bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

The door was a little quiet, and the next minute everyone screamed and screamed and ran wildly out.

While this is what is most dangerous, this is how ordinary people react, and when they encounter danger, they run away unconsciously.

Luke switched magazines again, put the gun back in, climbed back to the second floor, and carefully returned to the first floor.

Walking past the security room where he had previously washed his blood, the door was open and two women remained unconscious and lying there.

Luke walked back to the door where he came to the bathroom and sneaked up on the lens. No one was near the door, but there was a gate where more than twenty people gathered.

Instead of squeezing together, they scattered around the door.

Luke adjusted his lower breath, and the MP5 hanging from his body had been held in his hand, squatting close to the door, and then stabbed the door down with a barrel.