Super Detective in the Fictional World

The target never thought that one day he would meet an enemy that could not kill 50 flying knives.

Without a flying knife, he can still fight, and the talent of the target eye is not just to use a flying knife.

But a special flying knife can fully leverage his gifted abilities, such as arcing, refraction, which is the easiest and most powerful to use.

And this opponent in front of him, his strength would have surpassed him, and once the power boost of the special flying knife was lost, the target's eyes could have been instantly killed.

The colour of the forest cold flashed through the target's eyes, finally issuing the first command since the beginning of the war: "Spread out, use all equipment, attack without distinction. ”

Almost twenty shooters remain without hesitation in carrying out their orders.

In a flash, gunshots were fired.

With Luke's strength, he had to fly back fast.

Never mind the flying bullets, but this group of people actually threw five or six iron pineapples around.

He's in a fight with the target eye, and if these shooters shoot him a little stiff, the target's flying knife will blow his ass off.

But the next moment, he knew something was wrong.

The target actually flew into a sedan and ran.

At the same time, he hung himself at the end of the day, and the black suits that did not participate in the war also pulled into two other sedans and fled.

Luke stood up to shoot, and suddenly a loud bang broke out, and several gunmen from not far away suddenly blew up.

Yes, they really blew up, and the explosion brought up a fierce dust debris that instantly clouded his sight.

Luke squatted down and whispered FUXK in his heart.

He smelled the X-bombs on these shooters before, but he didn't really care.

But now he understands that this may be the backhand of the target, just in case.

In the next 10 seconds or so, all the shooters on the field, including those who had previously died, did not escape the ash smoke extinction.

Luke backed off ugly and fast, while taking out his fake phone and sending a message to Damon's father and daughter.

Because... those two trucks also smell like a lot of X-bombs.

The reason the van didn't blow up right now is probably because the target's eyes tried to lure him after it and then detonate it.

A lot of times, people have mind-blind zones.

Seeing where the enemy walked, he followed the path unconsciously.

If Luke doesn't have a sensible sense of smell, it might be bad luck.

He rushed out of the factory, bypassing the two vans from the side and running to his parking position.

At that time, there was a loud bang, two big trucks bursting apart, a violent airflow shooting with debris, and Luke leaned voluntarily behind the cement wall of a building.

Target-eyed lunatic, doesn't know how many X-bombs he's got in the truck.

Fortunately, the two trucks were more than 100 metres from the factory where Damon's father and daughter were, and he took the time to look at the phony phones, and the signal from the father and daughter was already in an abandoned sink more than 100 metres behind the factory.

Luke pulled out a fake phone and sent a message to Damon's daughter to get them out of LA quickly, and he's on the street next door.

He got in his car, the engine was buzzing, and he flew to the target's eye.

Soon he found the smell of those three cars.

The car he is driving is not a retrofit, it is an ordinary vehicle used to disguise his identity, and it is not a high-end vehicle in order not to attract attention.

The three sedans in front of you are the highest-class Mercedes-Benz sedans, and the driver's driving level is not low.

It's already night and there's very little traffic on the way, and the target eyes are running straight into the red light.

Luke, of course, had to follow suit, and he was still muttering: I don't suppose the system dad would deduct his points for this, would he?

As a result, the system acquiesced in his pursuit of the bad guy, just as he did at work.

After all, it is the daily routine of the American police to catch bad guys in a motorcycle, and life without an American stop is imperfect.

Luke frowned as the first three cars advanced.

Once the target eyes had gone up a avenue, they had gone all the way, rarely turning.

The other car was better than him, and he ran a red light, and he couldn't get close to each other for a while.

The pursuit on both sides was quite momentous, with police cars already behind them.

These cars can't catch them for the time being, but with LAPD urine, the police helicopter should be out in over ten minutes.

LAPD patrol cars are painted in black and white, and there is a large numbered badge on the roof that allows the helicopter to quickly deploy the police cars underneath the air to hunt down suspects.

LAPD is at the top level in the United States in the business of collaborative suspect capture in open spaces.

Five minutes later, a siren had begun to sound around the area, and it was clear that Luke and his target had been pursuing the car on the street in a madness that had been targeted by a large number of police officers.

At this point, the vehicles of both sides have travelled to the sea.

All of a sudden, the last Mercedes-Benz car burst into a loud bang, turning into countless pieces of debris.

Luke couldn't help but burst into a thick mouth, hundreds of meters apart, his steering wheel sped a dozen times, went into the side street, a moment later dodged the shock wave of the fierce explosion, he bit his teeth and poured the car out: "FUXK! I don't believe I can catch you today. You can blow up your car. ”

A moment later, the second Mercedes-Benz car also blew up, successfully pulling the target car and Luke a short distance further.

Two minutes later... Boom!

Luke looked at that wretched little pier on the highway not far from the pier, with no hesitation in the steering wheel, and turned around and ran.

Target-eyed lunatic really blew up his car with him.

Of course, the target's eyes blew up their sedan with the pier when they boarded a speedboat and left.

In just over a decade, this guy made four explosions in this area in a row, and if Luke doesn't run again, he's gonna give the target an eyeball backer.

And he doesn't have a speedboat, he doesn't have a primary speedboat driving capability, he can't catch a target.

Leaving southwest LA quickly, Luke drove his car into a bay by the sea and sank it around a big circle before hitching home.

When I got home, Selena came out of the basement and looked at Luke and said, "Are you okay? ”

Luke thought about it, shook his head and laughed, "No problem. Actually, I feel pretty good right now. ”

Selena gauged him for a moment and nodded: “Well, that's the truth. ”

Luke couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I'm going to take a bath, you can watch TV first. ”

Selena: "Hmm? ”

Luke: “Switch to Instant News. ”

When he came out of the shower, he watched live news on television, which already contained news of a series of explosions on the coast of South Los Angeles.

Luke looked at it for a moment and was very happy.

Fortunately, the factory was abandoned and the docks were empty, and no innocent people were injured.

Only the two cars detonated before entering the pier caused minor injuries to three people, but none were serious.