Chapter 660 Save the Beautiful Girl Blake

Hanging up the phone, Luke sent a message to Selena and walked into the underground parking lot, where no rescuers have arrived yet.

The entrance to the parking lot is a large collapse, and there is no cry for help inside.

The police officers who arrived showed that they were still worried about the big man above, and didn't have time to check the place.

I don't know what happened to that Blake, but if I could call Claire, Claire just said that she was trapped, and it was not a big problem.

Luke's pace is not fast.

There have been multiple collapses here, and the ghost knows what's going on at the bottom of the building.

He didn't want to be buried in it himself.

Death may not be, but crawling out in disgrace is time-consuming and embarrassing.

Taking advantage of this time, his keen sense of smell was activated again.

Going around from several collapsed places, he finally found the scent of a girl and a man.

Standing on the edge of a big pit, he looked at the situation below and understood the embarrassing situation of the two.

A luxury Mercedes-Benz car was at the bottom of the big pit, and several large cracked cement blocks were slanted on it, and it felt like most of the body was buried in it.

The same is true, the cries for help cannot be heard very far here, and it is difficult to hear at the entrance.

The people inside can't get out of the cement block, they can only be trapped inside.

Luke didn't act in a hurry, but carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

He is not in great danger, but if the two people in the car are pulled out, there will be another big collapse around them, and they may not survive.

Now that the two are in the car, it is the safest.

After watching for a while, he felt relieved.

The place where the car fell was an underground pipe that just jammed the car in, but the surrounding concrete walls were only slightly cracked, and it was too early to collapse.

Now, all he needs to do is physical work.

Lightly jumping on the roof of the car, he whispered, "Hello, is anyone home?"

The girl inside who had stopped calling for help for a while became excited: "Help,

help me! I'm stuck inside. "

Luke raised the volume slightly: "Don't worry, I'm cleaning up the surrounding cement blocks. Are you Blake?"

The voice of the girl in the car paused: "How do you know? Daniel called you here?"

Luke chuckled: "Claire called me here. I'm her brother. I'm a police detective in Los Angeles. Hasn't she talked about me?"

Blake in the car shouted in surprise: "Luke! Are you Luke?"

Luke smiled, his hands kept moving, and he threw the heavy cement blocks aside: "It seems that you know, so there is no need to introduce more."

Blake was surprised and excited: "She always tells me about you, that you are amazing and her idol."

Luke laughed out loud: "She always said that I was like an old man, doing things slowly."

Blake listened to the sound above the roof, a little ironic: old man? Slow down?

He was the first policeman to enter the collapsed underground parking lot to save people, faster than anyone else.

Luke used these gossip to calm Blake's emotions a little, and then asked: "Blake, tell me now about your situation. Are you injured, are you uncomfortable, and can you move in the car. Also, your car Is there anyone else in here, and how are they doing. Tell me as simply and plainly as possible."

Blake was stunned: This tone...really like his own father! No wonder Claire says you look like an old man.

However, the thought was only fleeting, and she quickly described the situation in the car.

Blake herself was in the back seat and felt uninjured, but the driver in front of her had been unconscious and was probably not doing well.

Before the earthquake, she just went downstairs ahead of schedule and was going to take a car home to rest.

As a result, I got into the car, the earthquake started, and the driver slammed into the car next to him.

Before the driver could back up, the ground collapsed, the car fell into the underground pipe, and a large pile of cement blocks fell to cover the car.

It can only be said that her luck is not very good, but also very good.

There were many big guys weighing several hundred kilograms in the falling cement blocks, but they did not hit the roof directly, but fell from the side and were supported by other fragments.

Otherwise, although the quality of this luxury Mercedes-Benz is good, the roof will definitely be smashed, and the Blake inside will be suffocated if not crushed to death.

The driver fell into a coma after the collapse, and the right side of the car body was partially smashed, so that Blake could only shrink in the narrow space on the left side, making it difficult to move.

Luke listened to Blake's words and moved quickly in his hands.

His position was on the roof of the car, and neither of them could see his movements, so he had nothing to worry about.

If it weren't for the fear of throwing concrete blocks, causing another collapse, or another aftershock, he would have rescued people long ago.

Even so, Blake roughly explained the situation of the driver and her, and Luke completed the cleanup.

"Can you get out of the skylight? I'm going to clean it up and get you guys out," he asked.

Blake moved inside: "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, Luke slammed his fist through the cracked skylight, then grabbed it and pulled it out.

Taking out a small flashlight and turning it on, Luke handed it down: "Light up where you were stuck, I don't want to dislocate your joints."

Blake smiled even though he was still in shock: "Yes, you are Hercules, as Claire said."

She didn't take it seriously.

In such a difficult situation, trying to dislocate her is not something ordinary people can do.

Luke murmured in his heart: It's more than dislocated, I'm really working hard, if you don't get it right, you will become a disabled person with no arms and legs.

He didn't want to do something like tearing up beautiful girls.

Yes, from the time the flashlight was turned on, Luke determined Black's identity, and she was indeed a beautiful girl.

Just like what Claire said, her eyes are big, deep gray-blue, with obvious sunken eyes, which really look like cat eyes.

Secondly, she is stalwart, and she is a pure natural E.

As a girl who just graduated from high school, this is absolutely world class development.

Few of the girls in Los Angeles in June will cover up tightly, but he is still condescending, looking down from the skylight, everything can be seen clearly.

Claire is right. Combining several conditions, it is not easy for him to find the wrong person.

A beautiful girl may not have a beautiful E-cup, and a girl with an E-cup may neither have big gray-blue eyes nor be pretty.

These thoughts flashed in Luke's mind instantly, and he didn't use it for even half a second, and his attention returned to Black's stuck body.

Instructing her to take a flashlight to look around, he knew it.

He stretched out a leg, reached in through the sunroof, and stomped on the back of the driver's seat: "Give me your hand, try if you can come up, and remind me if it hurts."

Blake stretched out her two hands, and felt a pair of big hands holding them. A steady but huge force came slowly, and her body was gradually pulled up.