The driver was knocked to the ground by the tremendous force, and he saw stars.
Hitting a criminal with a baseball wasn't against the law, was it? Muttering to himself, Luke flipped the driver over and punched him in the back of the head.
After searching the car for a while, he picked up the gun and the baseball and put them in his pocket.
The gun could still be used in an emergency, as long as nobody found out that he was the one who fired it.
After taking care of the driver, Luke sped up.
The four women were about to be surrounded. In a few minutes, they would have to surrender if they didn't want to be killed.
Luke, who wanted to take advantage of the crisis, certainly wouldn't allow that to happen.
From thirty meters away, Luke saw Sergei snatch an AK from one of his henchmen and aim it at the woman who was running away.
Luke cursed inwardly. Sergei was aiming at the woman with the electrifying eyes. How could he allow that to happen?
He suddenly stood still and assumed a standard throwing posture. He swung his right hand, and the baseball flew in a straight line and hit the AK in Sergei's hand.
Sergei was grinning hideously, but he was already turning his AK around.
Unfortunately, the force in his hand made him subconsciously tighten his grip, including the trigger.
So, the AK fired in a circle. Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a series of gunshots, Sergei was dumbfounded. Three of his henchmen on his right had been knocked out and probably wouldn't survive. Only a few lucky henchmen looked at him, trembling in fear.
Sergei, on the other hand, had no idea what was going on.
Luke's throw had been faster than the record in Major League Baseball.
To save the electrifying woman, he had unleashed his full strength, and the speed of the ball was above 180.
The interruption gave the women a chance to catch their breath, and they took the opportunity to run another twenty meters.
Luke, on the other hand, took pictures of Sergei's AK and the three bodies next to him on his fake phone.
Now that he had the video and the AK, Sergei would definitely be charged with murder.
In any case, Sergei himself didn't know what was going on. It was perfectly fine for Luke to do that.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his field of vision.
Stunned for a moment, Luke was immediately alarmed. Why is this poisonous guy here?
At the end of the long line of cars, Watson appeared and was running towards them with a gun.
Then … he aimed the gun at the woman with the long legs. "Haha, I finally caught you. Stop! Don't move! NYPD!”
Luke: "…"
The women with long legs: "…"
The next moment, a series of bullets rained down on Watson, forcing him to cover his head and scurry away. The long-legged women all crouched down to dodge the bullets.
Luke wondered if this guy was an idiot. The female robbers are very important, but can't you see the dozens of criminals with heavy firepower behind them? Even if he wanted to take credit, he didn't have to throw his life away.
Now that Watson, the God of Plague, had shown up, the women felt less pressured. Not only did he have a gun, but he also called himself "NYPD"! Of course, the criminals prioritized taking care of him.
Luke couldn't help but shake his head as he watched Watson crawl among the cars after he was beaten up.
At that moment, Elsa finally sent him a message. "We've reached an agreement. You can take action now."
Luke thought for a moment and asked, "Will it be a problem if I kill too many people later?" Sergei had too many men, and Luke couldn't hold back.
Stumped for a moment, Elsa said, "It's fine. You'll be able to kill as many of those criminals with heavy firepower as you can. However, Sergei has to be alive. "
Luke said, "Got it. Keep an eye on the situation from a distance and tell me if anything goes wrong."
"Got it. Be careful," said Elsa.
In the distance, she saw Luke sneak forward and hide behind the tire of a truck.
There were more than thirty people on the other side. He wouldn't stand out and fight them like an idiot. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Two criminals who had been firing boldly on the side of the road fell without a sound!
Luke rolled and moved to the rear tire on the other side of the truck. Bang!
Bang!
One of the criminals who had been pressing forward lay on the ground and stopped moving!
Luke crawled out of the truck and crouched quietly. A moment later, he suddenly raised his hand and aimed to the right.
Two armed criminals jogged and shouted as they crawled out of the passageway between the vehicles.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Both of them fell.
He immediately turned his gun to the left, and another criminal happened to look at his two companions on the right in surprise. Bang!
Bang!
The guy maintained his astonished expression and fell down. He rolled twice on the ground before twitching slightly and stopped moving.
This series of attacks took less than a minute. Luke moved around in the shadows of the traffic and didn't stop at all after one hit.
He changed his target after every double shot, and none of them missed. Seven of Sergei's gang members were killed in the blink of an eye.
It was already one fifth of Sergei's men, and they were part of the encirclement. The long-legged men who were running here and there immediately noticed the situation on this side.
Although they didn't know what was going on, they decisively changed their direction and turned around.
If they didn't hide here, they would be walking right into Sergei's gang's encirclement.
At that moment, Luke had killed the criminals who had been covering the back of the line of cars. Sergei's trap was like a net that had a hole in the bottom, and the robbers immediately escaped.
Luke, however, didn't approach the robbers. He quietly hid under a truck and let them run back.
Like a ghost, he fired from behind the cover of the truck while Sergei's men chased after him.
He almost always fired from a close distance and under cover. Every time he fired, one of Sergei's men would fall.
The criminals who were further away couldn't see him at all. They only heard one or two of their companions fall.
By the time Sergei's men who had gone to block the end of the line of cars returned, another fifteen of their companions had fallen.
Including the seven who had been covering the back of the line of cars, Luke had killed twenty-two people in ten minutes.
That wasn't counting the truck driver who had been knocked out and the three people who had been killed by Sergei.
Looking at his ten subordinates, Sergei wasn't angry at all. Instead, he felt a chill run down his spine. Was this a ghost? Where did this super killer come from?
It never occurred to Sergei that the man was a police officer, who had killed more than twenty of his men without saying anything.
He had never heard of such a ruthless police officer in New York.
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