Super Detective in the Fictional World

The group blocked the front and rear of the villa directly in two vehicles and raised two remotely piloted Gatling machine guns on the roofs in case Luke fled.

Twelve people, five straight ahead and five backwards, rushed in, leaving only two drivers behind.

Luke noticed this team a long time ago.

He also returned quietly as they rushed into the villa, then returned to the villa through the side door.

Invisible uniforms let him go into the desert, and he followed each other as even half a team of assassins entered the front door touched the basement.

By the time the five men saw the light coming out of the basement, the leader had made a few tactical gestures, and a shock bomb was thrown in.

Boom!

Five people waited for a second and then skilfully bowed in.

Luke saw everything behind them and muttered in his heart: These guys, they seem to be more skilled than Brother Hong's SWAT team in Los Angeles.

So he started a preset projection system on a fake phone.

In the basement, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner: "Honey, you're back. ”

Seeing the face familiar to the handsome man with the big back of the black suit, the five-man team in the basement was upside down, almost unconsciously moving the muzzle and pulling the trigger.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

At the moment of the shooting, there was something wrong in several people's minds: how did this John Wick look... so unreal?

But as the gunfire broke out, so did the gunfire behind them.

Starting from the door, the five men began to fall in sequence.

The leader in front reacted and shouted: “It's a 3D shot...”

Pfft!

A bullet went in through his back neck, and neither a bulletproof helmet nor a bulletproof vest could save his life.

The boss covered his neck dead and breathed wildly, but no air could enter his lungs.

He just twitched in despair and fell to the ground.

Almost as the shots were fired from this side, a group of five men from the back door immediately jumped over.

The shock bomb was thrown by their own men, but the shooting must have found the enemy.

The only enemy here is John Wick.

In spite of its speed, the team remained extremely vigilant, covering the front and rear and protecting the back.

Luke sighed: Professionals aren't very good at solving it.

As the five of them crossed the living room and touched the passage over the basement, the first of the two backward guards just wanted to turn around and felt something hit behind them.

He was wondering, "No, they're starting to move forward. How can they stop themselves?"

The idea just flashed by, and then he stopped thinking.

Pfft!

A bullet was fired from behind him, halfway across his face.

At this point, the second backwards vigilante also began to turn around and become the second person to put a gun to his face tonight.

Pfft!

He fell down with it.

Almost simultaneously, two of the first three turned around and one jumped forward.

Bang, bang!

The two turning around similarly greeted the face shooting close at hand, with only the foreman rolling over, lying on the ground, and the MP5 in his hand shooting decisively backwards.

A series of bullets shook the body of the companion behind him.

Pfft!

The fastest responder lived just one second longer, his face burst, he didn't even see any trace of Luke, and his companion rose to heaven.

Luke kept getting shot.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

On the legs of the five men, he took another casual bullet.

I can't help it. Who made John Wick like to shoot with Mozambique?

The so-called Mozambican method of shooting, that is, hitting the other person's body first, shooting the other person for a rigid period of time, and then immediately replenishing the deadly second shot.

But Luke's pistol was almost 100 percent definite within 10 meters, and now he can only give these people a lethal first shot, then a second shot in the body.

Even if it's a waste of bullets, we have to make it up to you like this.

Good actor Luke relaxed to replace himself with a new magazine, shoved his gun back under his armpit, and lowered his head and grabbed the MP5 of the two after the breakage, as well as the magazine on their body.

It's been a long time since I've used an MP5. I really miss it. He thought so, instantly moving his figure to the entrance, raising his right hand and sweeping an MP5 towards the living room floor door.

Pfft! Pfft!

The movement of the MP5 was still so small, but the heavy rain instantly smashed a large row of glass from the living room landing door and knocked the two people who had just touched the door to the ground.

As Luke opened fire, two more assassins rushed into the other open door of the living room.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bullet broke through the partition glass at the door and fired wildly into the living room.

Luke just raised his left hand and fired the second MP5 as well.

Pfft! Pfft!

Two rifles were muted and two bodies slammed to the ground.

Two, three, three, three!

These are the four killers who attacked almost simultaneously just now, with 100 digits on their experience points.

Sure enough, these killers are elite monsters! Two hundred experience points are the weak chickens in their team.

As soon as Luke's eyes turned, he touched several iron pineapples and smoke bombs from a team of five at the podium and threw them out through the broken landing door and gate.

His hands were extremely strong and his right hand was specially trained.

Boom! Boom!

After a series of explosions, a piece of smoke quickly spread around the front and rear of the villa.

But the rounded up killer is basically a veteran.

Apart from that group of mercenary-style people just now, and the four desperate killers, others remain motionless, just more vigilant about the exits of the villa.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

A burst of MP5 fire sounded and several of the killers in the vicinity suddenly fell screaming.

Although the MP5 is also a 9mm Parabenom pistol, it can range much further than a pistol.

At this moment, Luke was armed with a double gun, loaded with bullets, fired three times in a row, and each of the four assassins in the 100-metre range was shot or two in the head, and the vest failed to protect their lives.

“He touched it. ”

“About 100 meters southeast. ”

“I see him, he's on the run. ”

In the shouts of the assassins, Luke suddenly appeared more than 100 meters away from the villa, in a car that had been parked there beforehand, but not in the villa garage.

There was a noise different from that of an ordinary engine, initially low and then rapidly high.

In a tire rub, a modified Dodge challenger rushed out to Manhattan.

A group of killers pulled up at the F-word exit and ran toward their car.

John the Night Devil actually ran away.

They couldn't see this guy's face from start to finish, except for the first time John stood on the floor.

But the 10 men who stormed the villa were silent when they opened fire, and the other four were killed at two entrances even before they entered, as well as several ambushes who he unconsciously touched out.

How can he be arrogant?

Killers are also dignified.