The two of them looked at the claw machine not far away, where Selina and Misty were staring at three of the little guys.
They were Peter, Liz, and … George's daughter, Gwen.
Selina kept an eye on little Peter and Liz. Their guardians were all busy, so the task fell to her.
Misty, on the other hand, was helping George look after Gwen.
Of the three little guys, Liz was five years old, and the other two were four years old, but Peter was still the youngest. He was truly the younger brother.
For some reason, the three little fellows had gathered together and were shouting in front of the claw machine.
When George and Luke looked over, Peter took out a pink bear and gave it to Gwen.
Then, Gwen happily kissed him on the cheek.
Liz was calm, because she already had a colorful pony in her hand. Peter had grabbed it for her first.
Little Peter, you have a bright future! Luke murmured inwardly and couldn't help but glance at George.
Last time, when Liz "took advantage" of Peter, Liz's mother had made a big fuss.
In the end, George only smiled and tilted his head slightly. "Gwen likes Pink Bear, that 'Pink Bear'."
Luke nodded. "The one who fights aliens? Is she going to take over her father's business?"
George frowned. "She'd better not. I'd rather she be a doctor … Forget it. She can be a scientist or an artist, but not a police officer or a doctor."
Luke simply nodded and didn't continue the topic.
Police officers in New York were high-risk professions, and doctors saw a lot of tragedies every day. That was probably why George didn't want his daughter to pursue either profession.
At that moment, Luke suddenly turned his head.
His gaze suddenly fell on the old building of the rescue station dozens of meters away.
George looked over as well.
Boom!
After a deafening explosion, dazzling flames burst out of the windows on the first floor of the rescue station and blew away the window frames and glass.
Luke's face darkened. My community party! My building!
Cursing inwardly, he raised his hand and gestured at Selina, before he ran to the rescue station.
Selina reacted quickly and said to Misty, "Keep an eye on Peter and the others."
Misty had just taken a step when she stopped helplessly.
Two of the three kids were the kids of the people who started the party, and one was the kid of her old boss. How could she dare to leave in such a chaotic situation?
Luke strode forward, not forgetting to shout, "Protect the children and the elderly! Retreat to the river!"
The gathering was held on the side of the street next to the houses by the river. The other side of the street was next to the river. There was a ten-meter green belt and pedestrian passage by the river, enough for everyone to hide.
The most dangerous thing right now was a panic stampede.
Selina was very familiar with the people here. Soon, she called over a dozen black aunties and some black boys to maintain order.
These people were either from the Social Welfare Department or the Home Improvement Company. They were very familiar with following instructions.
Therefore, the evacuation operation was quickly carried out.
Other than the residents who were still in shock, there were no casualties.
Fearing that there would be too many people, the party's entertainment and activity venues avoided the aid stations. Otherwise, at least ten or twenty people would have been in trouble on the street.
With Selina controlling the situation outside, Luke didn't waste any time and rushed into the aid station.
George couldn't help but exclaim, "Wait …"
There was a faint fire in the building. It was clearly burning. It was too dangerous to rush in like this!
Selina, however, called out to him. "Chief Stacey, call for help."
George came back to his senses. This was his jurisdiction.
He immediately took out his walkie-talkie and called for the police from the precinct, as well as the fire department.
If the aid station was on fire, dozens of people might die inside. Of course, that wouldn't do.
On the other hand, Luke entered the aid station and went straight to a room in a corner on the first floor without any hesitation.
There was only some smoke here, and not much fire.
Luke pointed the way to the door for the people who were running out of the building in a panic, before he continued on his way.
When he reached the place where the fire had been the most intense, everything was charred. But strangely enough, there wasn't any open fire. It looked more like a fire that had already burned out.
Luke walked to the door of the room, which was no longer open, and shouted, "NYPD, don't move."
The three people who were confronting each other subconsciously turned their heads in his direction.
Luke's face was cold. "Skye, Emma, what happened?"
Two young women were standing in front of the two boys. One was the boy's mother, Emma, and the other was Skye.
Skye had been a little distracted at first, but when she heard Luke's voice, she was instantly delighted.
A few meters in front of them stood a middle-aged Caucasian man. He wore a brown leather windbreaker and a pair of large black sunglasses.
Just as Luke's question attracted the attention of the two women, he suddenly appeared next to Emma and reached out to grab her and her eldest son.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! The Glock in Luke's hand exploded.
The man in the leather coat grunted and looked shocked and angry.
He had been shot in the shoulder and leg, but he had dodged two shots to his chest and abdomen.
In the next moment, the man disappeared again and reappeared behind Luke almost at the same time.
Luke's reaction was even faster, and he kicked backward.
Bang!
The man in the leather coat's face turned green.
At the last moment, he tilted his thigh slightly, and the kick missed by only a millimeter. He felt an immense pain in his thigh.
After being injured twice in a row, he didn't dare take any more risks. He activated his ability and instantly disappeared.
At that moment, only Luke, Skye, Emma, and Emma's two sons were left in the room.
The eldest son was only three years old, and looked at everything in front of him in confusion.
The youngest son was only half a year old, and was giggling on the bed. He kept waving his chubby little hand at his older brother, which was probably saying, "Come and play, big brother."
That was right. Luke was very familiar with the mother and sons.
The last time he came to see Skye, she had been helping Emma clean up the feces that the youngest son had excreted.
Skye's mouth moved. "Luke, just now …"
Luke waved his hand. "Remember, I just fought off a suspect who was trying to launch an attack and saved a threatened citizen. Now, leave with me. "
As he spoke, he picked up the baby from the bed and put him in Skye's arms. He walked to the door and gestured for the two women to move.
The two women were stunned for a moment before they came back to their senses. Skye tugged at Emma, and the hesitant Emma could only follow with her eldest son.
When Luke passed by Skye at the door, he whispered something in her ear.
Skye nodded and pulled Emma to Luke's building.
Luke, who had stayed behind, frowned and quickly cleaned up the scene.
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