"What do you want? Money or something else? I can give it to you. "Garcia's voice rang out as he opened the door next to him slightly. Bang!
Bang! Luke raised his hand and fired twice, leaving two holes in the car's windshield.
Garcia's expression changed as he hid next to the door. Gritting his teeth, he pressed a button on his belt, and a gray and black object popped out soundlessly.
"I have two million in cash and three million worth of diamonds at home. I can give them all to you. Let me go this time. How does that sound?" As he spoke, he held the gray and black object in his hand, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
At that moment, Luke walked to the front of the car and pointed his gun at where Garcia was hiding.
Suddenly, he abruptly turned his head to the side and took a step to the side.
A tiny black shadow flew past where his neck was just now.
Luke exclaimed inwardly. Behind him, the black shadow circled in the air and quickly shot back.
He turned around and tapped his toes on the ground a few times, instantly covering a distance of seven or eight meters. Once again, he dodged the shadow and fired two shots at Garcia, who was crouching next to the door.
Bang! Bang!
At the same time that Luke fired, Garcia sneered, and his gun, which had just been reloaded, rang out. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Garcia's sinister smile froze. His attack, which he had been waiting for, had completely missed.
A few meters away, Luke's figure suddenly flashed left and right irregularly before he strode over again.
At such a close distance, Luke was able to see the trajectory of his bullets clearly.
The smile on his face grew wider, because — — Garcia was once again unscathed. Not a single bullet hit!
Shocked and furious, Garcia pulled the trigger with one hand while he opened the door with the other and crawled into the car.
Luke flashed to the door and stepped on Garcia's left leg, which hadn't reached the door yet.
Crack!
Garcia's left leg bent into an "L" shape, and he instantly screamed.
Luke stretched out his hand and grabbed Garcia's neck, dragging him out of the car and lifting him in the air.
Garcia was extremely anxious. Ignoring the sharp pain in his left leg, he yelled, "Go to hell! You monster! "
A shadow rose from the ground and shot at the back of Luke's head from the side.
Luke curled his lip and bent his right knuckles.
Dong!
A super head bounced on Garcia's temple, and the gangster's vision went black as he fainted.
The black shadow instantly lost its momentum, and its speed was greatly reduced.
Luke put the gun back in its holster and turned around. He gently closed his right hand in the air, and the shadow was caught between his fingers.
He looked at the black shadow in front of him and laughed. 'So, it's just a little toy.'
Between his fingers, there was a thin and sharp blade.
The surface of the blade had been treated with a matte finish, revealing an inconspicuous grayish-black color. The material was similar to that of a paper cutter, but it was relatively heavy. The edges were all incomparably sharp, and the tips of both ends were equally lethal.
Just now, it was this blade that had attacked him from behind, aiming for his vital parts several times.
Luke checked the system notifications.
System: You have defeated Diego Garcia and obtained a list of his abilities.
Diego Garcia's abilities: Basic Firearms, Basic Combat … Basic Magnetic Field Control (Unlearnable)
Looking at the pure black display of Elementary Magnetic Control, even Luke's heart couldn't help but twitch.
Magnetic field manipulation was definitely a top-notch ability among Extraordinary abilities.
As long as the user was knowledgeable enough and capable enough, it would be a super ability that could combine offense, defense, control, and support.
In the end, it also couldn't be learned.
Luke had already concluded some patterns from his previous experiences that couldn't be learned, and this time, it was exactly the same.
But he still felt a deep pain in his heart.
It was just like how most people felt when they saw other people burn money, even if the money wasn't their own.
After a few seconds of depression, Luke tossed aside this meaningless heartache and turned around to leave.
The people in the surroundings who were watching the battle quietly saw the burly black figure grabbing Casia like he was holding a dog. Then, he quietly disappeared into the shadows at the corner like how he came.
Luke didn't notice the huge graffiti on the huge billboard next to him.
Under the illumination of two dim spotlights at the top, a woman shrouded in a black hoodie stood silently with her head lowered. Her two huge wings were extended to both sides, and below her was the silhouette of a city.
But the woman's wings weren't feathers, but rows of guns.
There wasn't a halo above her head, either, but a small patch of red that was as bright as blood.
When Luke picked up Garcia with one hand and left, his shadow grew longer and longer in the car's headlights, casting a huge shadow on the billboard.
This scene also fell into the eyes of the surrounding crowd.
After Luke's figure disappeared, a large group of people finally emerged from the shacks around them.
In silence, they gradually gathered at the end of the street that was strewn with corpses.
Suddenly, an old homeless man said, "The police won't arrive for another half an hour. We can do something."
After a brief silence, everyone suddenly swarmed forward.
In less than ten minutes, apart from a large pool of dirty water mixed with detergent and disinfectant, the street was as peaceful as before, as if nothing had happened.
On the other side, Luke got Garcia into the car and drove around a few times before he found a factory.
Holding Garcia in one hand and Bloodmint in the other, he entered the abandoned factory.
He spread a blanket on a workbench and put Bloodmint on it. Taking out a camping light, he checked the surroundings and nodded in satisfaction.
He went back and dampened a towel with water before he put it on Bloodmint's forehead.
Very soon, the woman's body spasmed, as if she wanted to jump up.
Luke pressed down on her shoulder and played the words he had already typed on his phone. "Okay, it's still me, Puncher."
Bloodmint's unfocused eyes returned to normal.
Looking at the familiar black hood and yellow sunglasses next to her, she was relieved, but then asked nervously, "What time is it?"
Luke was too lazy to type, and simply raised one finger.
Bloodmint exclaimed, "One o 'clock? No, I have to go. "Only to find that her shoulder was pressed down again.
"Diego Garcia is here. If you're in a hurry to leave, I'll have to get rid of him. "The announcer's voice rang out, and Bloodmint was stunned for a moment before she turned her head.
It was only then that she realized that Garcia was glaring at her.
The drug lord, who had killed countless people in the eastern part of Greater Los Angeles, was now sitting on the ground with his mouth taped and his hands and feet tied in front of his chest with a rope. He was covered in dirt.
"Don't get excited. He can't get away. You can take your time," the announcer said unhurriedly. The announcer spoke unhurriedly. The hand that was pressing down on Bloodmint's shoulder turned into a support as it gently helped her up.
Even so, the wound on her waist was pulled, and she gritted her teeth in pain.
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