Pondering for a moment, Luke said, "White Wolf Armor, deactivate."
With a kacha sound, the armor on his body automatically shrunk and folded, once again turning into a flat white box behind him.
He then quickly ran to the front of the courtroom to join in the rescue work.
He heaved a sigh of relief as he moved forward.
Although there were a lot of injured people, Luke only chose to treat those with the most serious injuries. The others could wait for the hospital's paramedics. A large number of paramedics were probably already on their way.
He looked at the system. He had earned more than two thousand experience and credit points just now, which meant that he had saved at least a hundred people's lives.
However, based on what Luke had heard in the trial, whether he pleaded guilty or not wouldn't stop him from going to jail.
This was Dukhovich's final madness.
With a hum, a red ambulance helicopter flew over.
This efficiency was really good. It was worth praising! That was what Luke thought when he looked up.
The helicopter soon flew over his head toward the court building.
Luke frowned and looked at the helicopter again.
He seemed to have seen someone with a rifle on the helicopter. That wasn't right.
The police system had their own helicopter, and shouldn't have come in a hospital helicopter. Also, the people on it didn't look like police.
Sure enough, he heard gunshots from the roof. It was clearly the sound of a rifle being fired.
Luke got up and rushed to the courtroom. Activating the White Wolf Armor, he leaped into the air and leaped up from the window to reach the top floor of the courtroom.
Luke raised an eyebrow as he watched the helicopter land.
Two people were running toward the helicopter. One of them had a face that had recently become popular in Europe — it was Dukhovich.
Luke unhurriedly pulled out the pistol at his thigh.
Pa!
A mercenary protecting Dukhovich fell to the ground.
Pa! Pa!
The heads of the two mercenaries on the helicopter exploded.
Alarmed, Dukhovich turned around and raised his gun. Seeing Luke walk over in white, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Anyone who delayed his escape would die. Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa!
The white figure flashed and dodged the bullet. He suddenly sped up and charged at Dukhovich. He grabbed his hand that was holding the gun and picked him up.
Dukhovich struggled, but to no avail.
Just as he was about to kick Luke, he was flipped around, and his feet missed the target.
Luke carried Dukhovich to the edge of the rooftop and hung him outside the building. He then flipped him over and asked, "Tell me anything about vampires, and you can die a quick death."
Dukhovich was stunned. "What?"
Luke said, "You haven't forgotten how much 'food' you gave them, have you?" He tightened his grip as he spoke.
Dukhovich screamed.
His right hand was completely crushed, and his entire body's weight was on this right hand.
Luke grabbed Dukhovich's left hand with his other hand. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll crush all your bones."
Dukhovich, however, gritted his teeth and smiled. "No, you have to ask for their permission first." He looked behind Luke.
Luke didn't even need to turn around to know that the police had arrived.
The corner of his mouth twitched under the mask. Crack!
Dukhovich screamed again, and his left hand was fractured.
Then, his world turned upside down, and he was hung upside down by Luke's right foot.
"Now, two of your legs are still intact. How many bones do you think you'll break before they save you? "A cold electronic voice rang out.
Dukhovich was sweating from the pain, but he shouted, "Save me! Save me! "
Behind Luke, the police finally shouted, "Police, don't move!"
Luke didn't turn around. He simply lowered his head slightly. "Speak. If you die, news about the vampire family won't mean anything to you."
Dukhovich looked at the bluish-purple lenses and gritted his teeth.
Luke suddenly sighed and nodded. "Forget it. I admire people with tough bones the most. I'll let you go."
Surprise flashed in Dukhovich's eyes, but he suddenly felt weightless.
The bluish-purple lenses on the wolf mask seemed to flash with mockery as they gradually left him.
"No ~" Dukhovich screamed in despair as he flew all the way to the ground floor.
Many people downstairs had already noticed the situation on the roof.
When Luke grabbed Dukhovich and hung him in the air, he had deliberately chosen the side with the most people.
At that moment, there were at least two to three hundred people watching. Even though most of them were injured, they couldn't help but be attracted by what was happening on the roof.
That included the reporters and the cameras in their hands, which recorded most of the scene.
It wasn't until Dukhovich's figure fell from the roof that there was an uproar downstairs.
Thud!
Dukhovich's body landed on the iron railing next to the building. His chest was pierced by a row of sharp iron railings, and he was hanging from it as blood gushed out of his mouth.
The last thing he saw was the crowd gradually gathering around him, as well as the shock and … joy in their eyes!
"Dukhovich!"
"Dukhovich!"
"Dead, Dukhovich is dead!"
"This butcher, he's dead! Hahaha, sob sob sob! Mom, Dad, did you see that? He's finally dead! "
The shouts grew louder and louder, like a huge wave sweeping across the area.
More and more people gathered around and looked at the butcher who had been impaled on the top of the iron railing. They were all emotional.
Some were laughing wildly, some were crying, some were praying silently, and some were throwing rocks and trash at the body. But without exception, they were all relieved.
Dukhovich, the butcher, hadn't escaped punishment in the end!
There was no need for a TV broadcast. His body was right in front of them.
Many people couldn't help but look at the white figure on the roof, trying to see everything clearly.
On the roof, the police officers looked at each other. What should they do?
In terms of duty, they should open fire and kill this murder suspect without hesitation.
But deep down, they didn't want to do anything to this person.
They had already heard from the radio that this man in white armor had dealt with the exploding truck and saved the lives of a large number of people and police officers.
Moreover, this man in white armor had killed Dukhovich, the butcher who had planned the explosion.
The captain of the police force finally said, "Attention, I'll give you two minutes to think about it. It's best if you surrender to us, or you'll have to bear the consequences."
As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the police officers retreated to the roof.
Luke smiled.
This was clearly a reminder that they could only stall for two minutes, and that Luke had to run away.
He bowed slightly to the captain on the roof with his left hand behind his back and his right hand on his chest. "Thank you."
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