Chapter 670 Superpower vs Pegasus Meteor Fist

Following this vision, the figure of the middle-aged bandit leader was also looming in the dust, like a demon.

Luke folded his hands on his chest, not surprised, his blood-red eyes flashed, as if he was looking at the stunt-like ability of this movie.

"Ah!" With a loud roar, the middle-aged bandit leader rushed to Luke and grabbed him with both hands.

Luke raised his eyebrows and let him grab his hands.

"Death to me!" The middle-aged bandit leader was overjoyed and drank violently.

And then... no response.

He couldn't believe it: "Impossible, why didn't you turn into a desert? Die!"

The result...still no response.

On the armor of Luke's hands, there was nothing abnormal at all except that the middle-aged bandit leader pressed two gray handprints.

The middle-aged bandit leader suddenly realized that his ability could not deal with this armor at all, let alone hurt the person in the armor.

His complexion changed greatly, and he wanted to run away as soon as his body turned.

But before he turned around, a big hand grabbed the back of his neck: "What a pity. Your ability is far weaker than I thought!"

Of course Luke didn't care that the bandit leader touched the armor.

He himself is only 1.88 meters tall, and the armor is 2.1 meters tall. No matter how many barriers there are between the two.

Not to mention the bat armor can be ejected in an instant, removing some part of the external armor.

The back of the middle-aged bandit leader's neck suddenly loosened, and Luke felt that the part he was pinching slipped away like quicksand.

He finally became interested: "So, this ability is used to save lives? Look at me - Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

It was only when the middle-aged bandit leader heard this inexplicable meteor and fist that raindrops of fists fell from all over his body.

He suddenly screamed wildly, roaring in his heart: This is so obviously just a few beatings!

Yes! The middle-aged bandit leader had been beaten violently by Luke on the ground with his Wang Ba fists. It was not a boxing technique at all. Anyone who had seen UFC could understand the situation.

The ability of the middle-aged bandit leader is simply unable to face this rain-like fist, and his ability is not strong, and he needs to concentrate to use it.

Luke's fist broke most of his upper body bones in an instant, except for his head and neck.

Five seconds later, Luke closed his fists and stood up, leaving the middle-aged bandit leader behind.

After walking around the warehouse, he kicked all the gangsters' legs one by one, and then kicked all their firearms away, even the first few people who were tied up by him were no exception.

The only lucky one was the bald guy who was the first to drop his pistol.

As the first guy who dropped the gun and only dared to tremble in place from start to finish, the guy with the bald head was unscathed.

Many gangsters are already looking at him with hatred: you traitor!

This lucky bald head roared in his heart: I don't want to surrender, my gun is... scared off!

But seeing all the gangsters with broken legs, and the boss who was beaten into a pool of mud, the bald head rejoiced again: let you laugh at me for being timid.

Suddenly, Luke stood in front of the bald head, and a two-meter-one shadow shrouded the gangster.

His body began to shake violently again.

Luke's hand gestured a few times, and his bald head dazedly followed the instructions, lying down, carrying his hands on his back.

Then... he was tied up by the straps and threw it aside.

In less than five minutes, all the bandits were tied to death.

Luke walked back to the middle-aged bandit leader and took out a coin: "Be bet, this coin is head or tail!"

The middle-aged bandit leader gritted his teeth: "I won, what can I say?"

Luke: "Give you ten chances. As long as you win three times, I will let you go. If you don't bet, I will step on your third leg and see if it can grow back."

The middle-aged bandit leader trembled all over, and his last heart of resistance disappeared. His ability was absolutely impossible to repair his little bird.

Resentment and panic flashed in his eyes, and he nodded with gritted teeth: "Okay."

He swore to kill this bastard Batman.

Between the silver coins flying, the ten consecutive bets were completed, and Luke stood up silently.

The middle-aged bandit leader was full of despair. He had lost seven times just now, and he had lost four times.

He shouted in horror: "No, I still have money, don't..." But a big foot has been lifted and stepped on mercilessly, lifted and stepped on, like an ordinary person madly stepping on a cockroach.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

"Ah ah ah!" The middle-aged bandit leader screamed frantically, but his body could only wriggle on the ground like a bug.

Looking at him in such a miserable state, Luke thought for a while, then took out the syringe and gave him a shot.

The screams of the middle-aged bandit leader stopped quickly, and then passed out.

This is a powerful anesthetic.

Don't look at how miserable the middle-aged bandit leader is now, once he starts to use his abilities to repair himself, he may still be able to recover and escape.

The safest way is to put him in a coma.

System: You defeated Barkley Williams for a list of his abilities.

Barkley-Williams Abilities: Basic Fighting, Basic Firearms... Elementary Sandification (not learnable)

Luke finally tossed a coin and won, but found that this guy's abilities were useless, of course he didn't get angry and talk nonsense with him.

His figure also walked out of the door of the warehouse, accelerated and flew off the ground, gliding away in the night sky.

In a black SUV, two FBI agents are silently watching the movement on the street.

The person lying in the back seat just sat up and yawned: "Okay, wait two minutes and you can lie down for a while."

The driver hummed and continued to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

The detective at the back complained while moving his body: "When will this day be? My wife and son were frightened by the earthquake in the past two days, but I have to work overtime every day. If this continues, I will be divorced. "

The driver finally sighed, too, and his condition wasn't much better.

"There's no way, who made that beep raise that bounty!" He comforted his partner and comforted himself: "The CIA, DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration), and our chief all want to fish, but those fish also Not stupid. As long as two groups of people who are not afraid of death are caught, there should be not many people who are stupid in the future, and we don't have to work overtime like this. "

The partner in the back seat murmured twice and squeezed into the front seat from the gap in the middle.

In a slight rustling sound, he finally adjusted his sitting position to be comfortable, and took out a cigarette from his chest: "Do you want it?"

The driver shook his head: "Smoking your second-hand smoke is enough for me to refresh myself. Open the window a little to get some air."

In-vehicle surveillance is of course extremely irregular, but the two of them didn't find anything unusual for two days, and they didn't care about this irregularity when they were agitated.

The partner laughed, opened the co-pilot's window by five centimeters, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath: "If my wife runs away with my son, only this old friend can accompany me to pass the time. "

The driver sneered: "If you smoke less, you can live a few more years. Otherwise, if you die, your wife and son will belong to someone else."...

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