He was brutal, bloodthirsty, and vengeful. He wouldn't hesitate to fight, provided that he could fight his enemy.
However, more than half of his men had been killed before they could even see the shadow of this super killer. How could Sergei continue to fight!?
He was hot-tempered, but his enemy was cold-blooded.
He was bloodthirsty, but his enemy was bloodthirsty.
He had more men, but his enemy was good at shooting.
"Let's retreat. Don't waste time with the killer." Sergei's heart was bleeding when he said that.
Damn it. Not only did he lose the ten million dollars, he had also lost a lot of subordinates and might be wanted by NYPD later.
This was truly a huge loss for him!
Hiding in the middle of the cars, Luke observed Sergei and chuckled. You want to run? Wouldn't my efforts have been in vain if you ran?
Crouching, Luke held the gun steadily in front of his eyes and quickly followed them with his legs in a strange, bow-legged position. About eight meters away, Luke watched Sergei and his team get into two SUVs that were parked not far away from the roadside.
Luke chuckled and took out two special landmines that he had prepared for the robbers from his backpack. Exerting his strength, he tossed them under the two cars.
Then, he took out his fake phone and played with it. Seeing that the countdown had begun, he finally put away his fake phone.
He counted in an inaudible voice, "Ten, nine, eight, seven …"
At that moment, the car that was full of thugs had already started up and driven off.
"Five, four, three, two …" He had already found a suitable place to unload the magazine. Looking at the empty bullets, he shook his head. "One!"
Bam! Bam!
After two low noises, the first SUV, which had already picked up speed, suddenly tilted and flipped over.
The second SUV that Sergei was in fared better, but it wasn't going very fast. The driver hurriedly slowed down, and the car came to a stop ten meters later.
On Luke's side, he unhurriedly reloaded and raised his gun to aim at the second SUV.
The car door opened, and a few gunmen jumped out first. They looked around in panic, and the guns in their hands were aimed randomly.
Luke didn't move. He didn't pull the trigger until all four gunmen got out. Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Pa pa!
The four gunmen who were protecting Sergei and trying to escape were instantly killed by him.
Sergei was left standing there stiffly, looking around. "Who are you? I can give you whatever you want … "
Luke couldn't be bothered with him. It was fine as long as the guy fell into his hands alive.
As for what Sergei wanted to say or do, it was of no value to him.
His value to Luke was only that he was Katie's murderer, not that he was the leader of a gang.
The jeep in front of them overturned, and several gunmen climbed out of the car with bruises all over their heads.
Luke had already quietly moved to the back of a pickup truck ten meters away and fired at each of the four people who had crawled out.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
There was only one bullet left, and Luke unloaded it.
When he was out on duty, he always brought more magazines with him.
Even so, the five magazines he brought with him were basically empty.
Luke wasn't in a hurry to leave. He gathered the remaining bullets and loaded them into a magazine.
Even so, he only had twelve bullets left.
The good news was that he still had seven bullets in the M1911 that he had stolen from the truck driver, and Sergei himself was the only person in Sergei's gang who could still move.
Luke's brief adjustment gave Sergei hope. He abruptly lunged at the grass on the side of the road and crawled into the line of cars.
Luke had just finished reloading his magazine. Seeing Sergei, who was 1.9 meters tall and looked like a bear, doing this, he chuckled and took out another baseball.
After the ball missed Sergei's shot, it bounced back into the line of cars. Luke noticed the great hero who had saved the damsel in distress, and picked it up and put it in his pocket.
Luke chuckled as he watched Sergei try to raise his head and size him up, before he bent over and ran away. He then threw the baseball in a standard throwing posture again.
In the next moment, Sergei felt an excruciating pain in the back of his head, and his vision darkened as he passed out.
Luke walked over and tied the guy's hands behind his back with plastic straps.
Well, he didn't have handcuffs. He wasn't qualified to handcuff anyone here.
Elsa called him back. "Luke, the robbers are going to escape. They're moving the van. If you don't come, I'll have to deal with them on my own. "
Luke sweated. "Calm down! I'm done here. I'll be right there. "
Why did he suddenly want to fight all four of them? Had Elsa's system been awakened too?
As he spoke, he carried the unconscious Sergei on his back as a shield and ran to the truck that blocked the road.
Also, Sergei was the most important thing for him, and the women … Well, that was NYPD's business.
For Luke, it didn't make any difference whether he was caught red-handed or just keeping the money.
He wasn't the kind of guy who valued his honor as a police officer in movies, and wouldn't swear to catch all criminals.
However, he couldn't let the electrifying woman go just like that. Luke wasn't going to help her for no reason.
With his strength five times that of a regular person, Luke was able to run fast even though he was carrying Sergei. Very soon, he reached the truck.
On the other side, a woman jumped out of the truck and was about to return to the A8.
The moment before she got off, she had seen Luke running at her with a man on his shoulder from the driver's seat.
After observing him for a moment, the woman's mouth dropped open. "What the heck?"
She recognized the man on Luke's shoulder. It was none other than Sergei, who had almost caught them!
But why was Sergei being carried here for no reason? It wasn't like his idiotic subordinates would charge at an enemy while carrying their unconscious boss, right?
Recalling how Sergei's men seemed to have all disappeared after the fierce gunfight, the woman felt a chill run down her spine. Who exactly was this guy?
Twenty meters behind the car, Luke tossed Sergei to the ground and took out his guns.
With one hand holding a Glock 23 and the other holding an M1911, he quickly moved to the driver's side of the Audi. "Wow! I've finally caught up to you, ladies. "
It was indeed the electrifying woman through the open window of the driver's seat.
She looked at Luke in surprise. "Who … are you?" For some reason, she felt that the man looked familiar.
Luke chuckled. "That's not important. What's important is that you can't leave now, right?"
The electrifying woman looked at him with a vague smile again. Luke, however, said with a smile, "Don't put your partners in danger. You're not as good at shooting as Sergei's men. If I can kill them, I can kill you too. "
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