As long as he practiced more, it wouldn't be difficult for him to master rapid draw.
After all, Bob Munden was an old man who couldn't compare to Luke in terms of strength and dexterity, yet he could still draw and fire at an astonishing speed.
Luke wasn't a newbie with a cheat that multiplied his strength and dexterity. It would be strange if he couldn't master rapid draw and fire quickly.
He was using a revolver that he had gotten from the shooting range, which was a must-have for rapid draw and fire.
He did have a modified version in his inventory, but the replica Smith & Wesson M500 couldn't be used in public. It was designed for maximum lethality, and its length wasn't suitable to be used as a rapid-fire weapon.
The essence of rapid draw and fire was to be fast, accurate, and ruthless. The goal was to hit the enemy one step ahead, so regular revolvers were more suitable for practice.
With ten times the strength of a regular person and Elementary Self-Healing, Luke's hands wouldn't feel sore after a short rest.
Thanks to this cheat, Luke began to burn guns.
Occasionally, he would stop to analyze the shortcomings of his rapid draw and fire, and then he would continue again. He was also many times faster than other people, and the sound of gunshots rang out incessantly.
He didn't stop until an hour later, satisfied.
He had used ten revolvers of different calibers next to him. The fewer revolvers he had, the more frequent he would fire.
Luke was very satisfied at that moment.
In just one hour, he had already mastered rapid draw and fire.
With four times the dexterity of a regular person and ten times the strength, he could be said to be fast, accurate, and ruthless — but only within ten meters.
Most of the time, a police officer could only shoot within a range of twenty meters, and their accuracy would plummet beyond that. Rapid draw and fire were mainly for him to use when he was a police officer, and the accuracy within that range was enough for now.
He wouldn't stop practicing rapid draw and fire in the future, and he could also increase his speed and range.
On the side, Selina put on her earmuffs and hit Mukura obediently.
She had always been focused on training, and didn't communicate much with him.
Luke watched her finish the clip before he patted her on the shoulder, and they paid the bill before they left.
After they got home, Selina rested on her own, and half an hour later, she went to the gym to do the exercises that Luke had listed for her.
The five rooms in the villa were a little too big for the two of them, so two of the rooms connected to each other were converted into a gym and a training room.
Luke went back to his workshop in the garage to make new equipment for Damon and Mindy.
Most of the raw materials had not been delivered yet. He had only used the small amount of stock he had in stock to make some of the equipment in advance.
Moreover, what was given to the father and daughter were, of course, trial products. If there were any problems, he could get feedback from them.
The risk was just a small problem.
As long as the grappling hook did not suddenly break and cause Damon and his daughter to fall from the sky, the other risks were definitely not as high as what they did before.
They worked like this until nightfall.
By the time he finished work, Selina had already completed her training schedule. Exhausted, she lay on the couch and read the training plan that Luke had prepared for her.
She didn't need to read all of these things at once, but she had to at least look through them once to have a clear idea of what she was going to train in. She would arrange her own time.
"I'm done with my training. I'm just waiting for your dinner." She glanced at Luke and continued reading.
"You look quite energetic," said Luke with a smile. She then rolled her eyes and sent him off to make dinner.
Now that both of them were busy, Luke began to slack off.
He didn't make anything that was too complicated, and focused on making simple and delicious food. It took him less than ten minutes to make braised beef, pork, other dishes, and a big bowl of white rice or egg fried rice.
Selina would be satisfied as long as it was delicious.
While they were eating, Selina's phone rang.
While she was busy eating, she gestured for Luke to pick it up.
She was usually in charge of contacting the public, and this number was purely for business purposes.
Luke picked up the phone and looked at the number on the screen. "Hello, Roger. What's up?"
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Gunshots rang out on the other end.
“FUXK！” Roger cursed and said hastily, "Luke, there's a problem with the donut shop case. Do you have time to come?"
Luke asked, "Where?"
"35th Block West of USC," said Roger.
"Got it." Luke got up and grabbed Selina, who was already wiping her mouth, and they quickly left.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the location Roger had given them. They didn't even need to look for it before they saw a lot of police cars.
Luke and Selina put on their badges and walked over to Roger. "What's going on?"
Roger looked at them with a "I've been waiting for you" expression on his face. "Someone came to kill the lawyer, and the lawyer happened to escape. The suspect is now hiding in the building with hostages."
This lawyer was really lucky! He had escaped capture twice. Luke murmured inwardly, then asked, "You didn't call the SWAT team?"
Roger said helplessly, "The SWAT team charged in just now, but the suspect detonated a bomb in the building. One officer was seriously injured, and two officers were slightly injured."
Luke raised an eyebrow. "So brutal?"
Generally speaking, the police and criminals in big cities had a tacit understanding. Conflicts were usually limited to guns, and it was best to shoot a few times with their pistols before calling it a day.
Not every police officer had the courage to die in the line of duty. Most police officers probably didn't, including Luke himself.
Roger quickly explained the situation to him.
Right now, there were two criminals inside, and with them were two hostages who were being held hostage.
But the real problem was that the criminals had detonated the bomb once, and nobody knew how many more bombs were in the building.
The bigger problem was that there were still a lot of residents in the six-story apartment building who didn't dare go out.
If the police attacked by force, the two criminals might attack and some of the residents in the building died. Roger and Selina wouldn't be able to take the blame.
Luke was lost for words. So, you're asking me to take the blame too?
Roger, however, didn't feel that way. "Do you have a solution? I know that you're the best fighter in our department, no, in LAPD, so you're the only one we can call. "
Luke ignored the compliment and simply asked, "Where's Martin?"
Roger said bitterly, "He went to observe the environment. He's going to take the sniper's job and kill the two guys."
Luke got it. Martin had retired from the Marine Corps and was a great marksman.
But no one could guarantee success in this kind of thing.
If one of the criminals had been missed and detonated the possible explosives, Martin would be let off with a demotion.
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