There was a loud bang from one of the helicopters, and something black was sprayed out, which quickly spread into a huge net to cover Bruce.
The other helicopter sprayed out a liquid almost at the same time, but it was a little slower, and the liquid splashed all over Bruce after the net.
The net covered Bruce and nailed him to the road. The liquid was like glue, and Bruce roared nonstop, but he couldn't even raise his hands.
Luke kicked the back of the driver's seat, and Selina immediately slowed down. She didn't get any closer, and stopped thirty meters away from him.
Both helicopters had people who were rappel down.
Looking at their outfits, Luke said to Selina in the car, "Do you think they're going to fight?"
"FBI fighting FBI? Haha, my cameras can't wait any longer! "Selina also joked in the car. But they both knew that they definitely wouldn't fight.
The people who got out of the helicopters were all wearing FBI tactical vests, but they didn't look like colleagues at all.
Luke's ears twitched. He turned his head and saw a man and a woman walk over.
The blonde beauty had a broken plastic bag on her head, and the old Asian man was wiping rotten cheese off his face.
Seeing Luke's gaze, the blonde gnashed her teeth. "How dare you shoot me?"
Luke snorted. "Sorry, I wasn't shooting you, but at your tires."
The blonde said angrily, "Is that any different from shooting me?"
Luke nodded. "Yes. I was doing this to stop you from speeding, not to kill a criminal suspect. "
Both the wavy blonde and the little Asian old man exclaimed, "What?"
What the hell was speeding? Were they speeding? Well, it seemed … they really were.
The old Asian couldn't take it anymore. "What does it have to do with you even if we were speeding?"
Luke silently picked up the chain in front of his chest and waved the shiny badge on it. "LAPD! Is there a problem? "
The old Asian was silent. It was perfectly normal for the police to catch someone speeding.
Luke couldn't help but smack the back of his head angrily. "Do we need to care about the police? We're not under his control. We're on a business trip, and it's * $*% #. "
Luke was stumped for a moment. What the hell are you guys? Can you straighten your tongue before you speak?
That was because he couldn't understand the last word. It was like a meaningless babble.
On the other side, two FBI agents ran over with their guns raised. They cautiously closed in and shouted, "Don't move!"
At this moment, the blonde beauty suddenly pulled the Asian old man in front of her, and with her other hand, she pulled out … a banana from her waist.
Luke's hand moved slightly, but he still didn't raise the gun.
The blonde beauty's movements were very clever, allowing the Asian old man's body to block his line of sight.
Since Luke couldn't use Curve Shot right now, he could only give up.
His head was perfectly synchronized with the blonde beauty's speed as she pulled out the "banana" and fired. At the same time she shot out the pale blue beam, he happened to turn his head and look at the two squads of FBI agents who were arguing.
It was suddenly quiet on the other side.
Not just the FBI agents, even Bruce, who had been struggling and roaring, stopped screaming, because … Bruce had disappeared.
Just now, the blonde had used her partner to block Luke's gun, and the pale blue beam from the banana on her waist hit Bruce dozens of meters away.
The moment the beam hit Bruce, the tyrannosaurus's brawny body wobbled like liquid, as if it had been enhanced with special effects.
"No …" Bruce's face was filled with fear, and his final roar came to an abrupt halt. His enormous body seemed to have melted into a mass of grayish-black liquid before it suddenly exploded.
The grayish-black liquid flew less than a meter before it vanished into thin air.
Mr. Bruce, who had been alive and kicking a moment ago, had vanished just like that.
This was a more authentic "evaporation" than the "evaporation" that Luke had played.
Nothing was left on the ground where Bruce had been lying or on the net that bound him.
The blonde finally tossed the Asian old man aside and looked at Luke provocatively. "How about it? Come and catch me now. "
After a brief silence, Luke suddenly smiled. "Charles, Flegg, this beauty says that she's willing to take responsibility for what happened to Bruce."
Dozens of meters away, the two FBI agents, who had been silent for a moment, turned their heads at the same time.
In the next moment, there was the sound of footsteps, and a dozen FBI agents ran over.
Seeing that, the blonde's face turned ugly, and she was about to run away.
Luke casually pulled out the Glock from under his armpit. "If you move again, I'll break your legs."
The blonde didn't say anything and continued to run. Bang!
Bang!
"Ah! That hurts! Damn it, you actually shot a lady? You pervert! "The blonde clutched her legs and jumped around like a frog.
Luke had shot her in the thighs just now.
After the two shots, Luke abruptly jumped out of the skylight and raised his M4A1. "Lady, maybe you should explain why you're emitting black smoke like that tyrannosaurus when you're shot. Alright, even the way you scream in pain and the way you do it are the same! "
The Asian old man interjected helplessly, "Detective, don't be so nervous. We can't reveal our identities to you."
The blonde roared angrily, "Xiaoming King! He just shot two holes in my thighs! Why are you wasting your breath on him? "
Luke raised his eyebrows. "Xiaoming King?"
The Asian old man didn't think much of it. "Yes, I'm Xiaoming King. Can you put down your gun? You know it's useless against us. "
Luke glanced at the blonde, who had stood up with her legs crossed. "No, it's so painful that someone can't run away. So, just stay where you are."
The blonde glared at him angrily, but there was nothing she could do.
They had all seen how Luke had dealt with Bruce earlier.
They wouldn't die from being shot, but it was still very painful.
Thanks to the delay, the two FBI agents arrived.
Luke put down his gun with a smile and greeted two acquaintances. "Charles, it's great to see you. And … Agent Flegg, you're here too? "
One of the FBI agents was the fake Agent Charles, and the other was Agent Flegg, who had taken Jason Voorhees away at the Crystal Lake campsite.
Hearing Luke's words, they looked at each other and turned their heads away.
Just now, the two sides were fighting over Bruce's ownership, and in the end, Bruce died inexplicably.
This was so f * cking frustrating.
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