"How did you know I was squatting outside the bathroom for most of the day? Are you spying on me too? "Wade exclaimed" delicately ".
Luke was speechless. "Do you want to save your wife or not?"
Wade's voice immediately returned to normal. "Ah, I'm sorry. I knew you wouldn't spy on me, boss. "
As he said that, a thought flashed through his mind: You didn't spy on me, but you knew what I was doing. Was it because you were spying on … my wife? Should I get rid of this guy as well?
Luke said angrily, "I don't need to look to know that you couldn't bear to come out after you entered the room. Cut the crap. Where do we meet up? "
Wade said, "They left an address. It's in Port Elizabeth, south of Newark."
Luke said, "Send me the address. Contact me when you're close."
He then hung up, took off his Bat Armor, put on his V uniform, and entered the ocean through an underground tunnel.
Ten minutes later, Luke glided silently through the night sky of Port Elizabeth.
He had used the auxiliary thrusters on his way over, and switched to gliding in stealth mode when he reached the place.
There was almost no movement when he glided, and the thrusters only increased their power occasionally to prevent him from falling too low.
Coupled with the invisibility system, nobody could see him in the dark sky.
When he reached the address that Wade had given him, Luke circled around and expanded his search range.
There were a lot of people lying in wait near the address that Wade had given him, which was a trap.
But the person who had set up the trap knew how important Vanessa was to Wade, and didn't try to hide it at all.
Hm, maybe they were also confident in the new avocado psychopath.
Luke didn't wait for Wade.
If he found out where Vanessa was being held, he would definitely rescue her immediately.
If there was still time, he wouldn't mind killing all of them.
What Wade would think when he came and had nothing to do was not his concern.
As long as he could save his wife, he would swallow any bullshit he had to say.
Five minutes later, Luke found a suspicious location.
It was a large, old freighter on the dock not far away from the address.
This freighter actually had armed guards patrolling regularly, and they were very sneaky. This was very abnormal.
The last time he had encountered such a situation was at the "medicine warehouse" of his cheap uncle Frank's great enemy, Colonel Ray Schoonover, where he had seized 1.5 tons of washing powder.
Thus, even if this wasn't where Wade's wife was being held, there was likely to be a large amount of experience and credit points here.
It didn't take Luke a few seconds to make a decision, and he landed on the deck of the freighter.
It was a container ship, but there were no containers piled up on the deck. It looked empty, like the deck of an aircraft carrier at first glance.
However, there were a few scattered containers on the deck. The patrolling guards stayed in those containers and would come out to take a look when it was time.
Luke walked past the containers one by one, and found Vanessa, Wade's wife, in the container at the center.
There were only two well-armed criminals inside, and they clearly didn't think much of a woman like Vanessa.
That was the truth. Vanessa's hands and feet were tied and her mouth was taped shut. She was sitting in a chair and couldn't do anything except move her body slightly.
At this point, Luke couldn't be bothered to hide himself anymore. After deactivating the invisibility system, he casually threw two matte knives into the container. The two criminals didn't see anything before they were stabbed in the head at the same time and killed instantly.
Vanessa's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but scream.
Luke was very satisfied with the way the criminals had taped her mouth shut. He didn't have to worry about her screaming anymore.
Thinking that, he said, "Wade begged me to save you. I'll take you to him right now."
Vanessa's eyes, which had just returned to normal, widened again. She started to moan and struggle.
Luke shook his head and walked over to the two criminals. Retrieving the knives, he cut off the rope between her and the chair. "He's already fighting. You can stay like this for now, so that you don't get in the way."
Vanessa: "Uhhh?"
Then, she felt herself float out of the container, and then … she really was flying.
Seeing that the deck was getting farther and farther away, Vanessa temporarily lost the urge to complain, and simply stared blankly at her feet.
Luke grabbed the rope on her back with one hand and took out his revolver with the other.
The auxiliary power system on his back fired a few times, and the cloak carried him around the cargo ship. When he flew over several containers on the ship, he pulled the trigger.
After a few gunshots, the four criminals in the containers were killed.
Putting the revolver back on his waist, Luke adjusted his gliding direction and sped up to Wade, who was more than two hundred meters away.
A moment ago, Wade had been hiding behind a pile of junk in a panic, not forgetting to mutter, "I knew it. Men are reliable. Pigs can climb trees. Even old British men are the same. What happened to the rendezvous? I've been shot, but he still hasn't come. If he doesn't come, my ass is going to be blown up by these brawny men. "
In fact, it wasn't just his crotch that had been blown up.
Apart from his head, there were already seven or eight bullet holes all over his body.
But apart from the pain, it didn't affect him much.
The pain was nothing compared to the heartache he felt when he looked at the haggard Vanessa from afar.
On the contrary, the pain made him feel alive, and not like a dead avocado.
Hm, wait, my heart's dead too! Without Vanessa, I'd rather be dead! Let me die! Wade wailed inwardly.
Thinking that, he charged out and weaved through the junk, his guns dancing in his hands.
Four or five of the dozens of criminals on the other side immediately fell. Then … Wade threw himself behind an abandoned refrigerator.
Amidst the crackling sounds, dozens of holes immediately appeared on the refrigerator.
Wade groaned as he hid behind it and touched his body. "Ah! Ouch! Ouch! It hurts!"
He had four or five more holes in his body during the charge just now, which equaled the number of people on the other side.
"Damn it, fight me one-on-one if you have the guts!" he yelled.
Bang!
"Ahhh ~ hohoho ~"
His left calf didn't dodge well enough and was hit by the shot, causing it to explode.
Howling like a ghost, he pulled his leg back and suddenly made up his mind. He shouted, "Wait, wait, I have something to say."
The criminals on the other side suddenly quieted down, feeling a little numb.
This pervert, who was wearing a tight red suit and didn't even show his face, had clearly been shot several times just now. How could he still speak so confidently?
This wasn't a movie.
Many of them were using rifles.
The cavity effect of a rifle bullet on a person's body could make them immobile after one or two shots.
Even if it was a limb, as long as the bullet hit the target, the hand or foot would basically be useless.
It was impossible to see people in movies without bulletproof vests and still be alive and kicking after taking a few bullets.
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