Chapter Six Hundred and Nine Dare Not Come Out? Well, Here I Come!

Hearing this, Garcia grinned and waved: "See! If you don't come out, this little girl will die."

After speaking, he moved his hand again and pointed to the side: "If you don't come out, these women will die, and then it will be all the poor ghosts under the viaduct. I will do it in front of you. , kill them one by one! Aren't you their protector? Now, why don't you dare to come out?"

A gangster beside him was strangling a little black girl by the neck and turned her face to Luke's side.

At the same time, a dark muzzle was also pressed against the little girl's temple.

The little girl's face was pale, her whole body was trembling, and tears kept pouring out of her eyes, but she just kept silent.

There were three gangsters next to them with guns, aiming at the three women who were kneeling on the ground.

While observing the situation of the bandits, Luke walked out of the alley, and the phone spoke again: "Okay, I'm out."

The gangsters saw a black shadow emerge from the shadow of a building more than 20 meters away and walked towards them.

No one shot.

The shadow area there is very large and dark, so if you hit it like this, the ghost knows if you hit it or not.

And they killed a lot of people by that woman, no one wanted to kill her with a single shot, they all wanted to catch her, and then go back with brutal torture and revenge.

After a while, all the gangsters present were stunned.

When the shadow reached a position about ten meters in front of them, the lights from the headlights and other places finally showed its outline.

The gangsters found out that this was a man who was covered in gray-black clothes, and didn't even show his eyes and mouth.

Riley North killed many of their companions. Many people have seen her. She is only 1.75 meters tall, and her body is not particularly strong.

But what the hell is this guy in front of him?

This black figure is over 1.9 meters tall and extremely burly, and it looks like it can hold two Riley North.

"Sapris!" A female voice that the bandits had just become familiar with came from the shadows.

With this female voice full of joy and jealousy,

Luke pulled his hands on the quick-draw holster, and P226 in his left hand and Glock in his right hand raised it.

Clap clap clap!

In an instant, the heads of the four gangsters holding hostages blossomed.

The timing of Luke's attack was exactly the moment when the muzzle of the gangster who held the little girl left her temple.

With the four gangsters falling to the ground, his only concern disappeared, his body turned into a black shadow, and he rushed straight towards the gangsters.

A burst of physical energy!

Sensitive response activated!

The melee gunfight is activated!

Clap clap clap!

The thunderous gunshots sounded, and Luke clinged to one of the outermost bandits.

The gangster was about to shoot when he found that the hand holding the gun was blocked by Luke's body.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he felt severe pain in his back. He had already been hit by several bullets fired by his companions, and fell limply.

Luke withstood the gangster's fallen body, rushed forward a few steps, and used his feet to pick him up and fly to the gangsters on the left.

He made a slanted dash by himself, passed through the five gangsters, the two guns in his hands flickered like phantoms, and he bowed left and right, and the muzzle sprayed a piece of gun flame.

The five gangsters were almost shot by him with guns to their heads and chests, one after the other.

When their bodies were shaken, Luke passed them like the wind and rushed into the next group of bandits.

Before the bandits had time to turn their guns, Luke opened fire with his double guns.

Snapped! Snapped!

The bandit at the front fell down when the muzzle of the gun spewed bright flames in front of his eyes.

When the two shots were fired, Luke had already passed the second pair of gangsters, and his hands were turned back, aiming at the back of the two heads that had just passed by.

Snapped! Snapped!

The last gangster looked at Luke, who was approaching rapidly, and shouted in horror, but the pistol clicked and emptied the magazine.

Luke's figure walked around him.

Before the gangster could understand, the bullets of his companions came one after another, turning him into a hornet's nest.

In less than ten seconds, the gangsters had killed fifteen people.

A group of villains looked hideous, shouted unconsciously, and pulled the trigger with the guns in their hands, but they could only eat ashes behind Luke.

Clap clap clap!

When the gangster was killed by his companion, Luke turned around like a ghost, and rushed into the next group of gangsters seven or eight meters away.

The gangsters looked terrified and desperate.

They know that they will die soon!

Don't die in the hands of this terrifying black monster, or die by the bullets of your companions.

But their brains were too late to issue an order to avoid them.

Luke's figure rolled by wildly, sprinting sideways wiping their outer edges, and the flames of the two spears held flat were like scythes reaping sinful lives.

Clap clap clap clap!

Seven gangsters fell, but Luke only fired five shots, and the remaining two were beaten by his teammates again.

The remaining dozen or so gangsters are going crazy.

They no longer cared about their companions and stopped aiming, raising their hands in Luke's direction and hitting them all at once, which was a little more threatening.

However, it is only a little threat.

Luke's frantic rush stopped, and he hid behind a certain bandit again. The guns in his hands quietly protruded from his armpits, and he pulled the trigger again.

Clap clap clap clap!

The body of the shield gangster was shaken by the bullets, and the gangsters on the opposite side also rushed into the street one by one.

In a static state, Luke is a man who can make six shots in a second and hit six in six.

clang! clang!

In two small sounds, his dual guns emptied the magazines at the same time, becoming empty and on-hook, but there were four gangsters on the opposite side.

Luke retracted the gun with both hands, and pulled over the M1911 in the hands of the shield gangster.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

M1911 fired three bursts, killed three gangsters, and entered the state of empty warehouse and on-hook again.

Luke swung his hand sharply, and M1911 flew out in a straight line, smashing the bridge of the last gangster's nose.

Pfft! Pfft!

At this time, the gangster with the collapsed face and the shield gangster fell to the ground at the same time.

Luke took out the P226 again, replaced it with a magazine without haste, and didn't forget to put the empty magazine back in his pocket.

Snapped!

He shot at the back of the gangster's head with his face collapsed.

Snapped! Snapped!

The two gangsters who were accidentally injured by their companions and who could still scream also shut their mouths.

Luke then moved his gun to the last gangster standing - Diego Garcia.

Diego Garcia slowly lowered the empty gun in his hand: "Who are you? Why are you against me?"

Luke raised his mouth and pulled the trigger directly at Garcia's leg.

Garcia swooped and hid behind the car beside him.

Luke's expression changed: Garcia was not shot!

The distance between the two is less than ten meters, which is the range that he never misses.

But Garcia was unscathed!

A happy smile appeared on Luke's face in the hood, and he stepped towards the car.