Chapter 742 Girl, Do You Need Strength?

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Today, Claire has personally participated in two large-scale shootouts, and the mentality has long been different. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

And when Robert and Luke bloodshed fifty gunmen of the Carlos family in Shackford, the matter still spread to her after all.

Luke was reluctant to tell her everything about that night in detail, and he always dismissed her in two or three sentences.

Claire can only harass Robert.

The rough man Robert loves Claire very much. After all, he is his only daughter, not his own is better than his own.

He also didn't go into details, but under Little Leather Monkey's efforts, he still roughly described the situation that night.

Claire has since understood that even in the peaceful small town of Shackleford, police is a high-risk profession.

The continuous shootout that happened today is just a change from hearing to seeing it with my own eyes.

The only thing that was different from what she imagined was that the people who saved her were not good partners in movies and TV, but two superheroes.

They fight robbers with guns like a child fights a doll.

It's cool enough, but far less dangerous than what Robert told her.

Claire was wearing Luke's special body armor, which made her even have an illusion - if it's not flying ability, she is inferior to them, or is it... a helmet?

With the riots, Claire inevitably encountered danger.

After seeing a group of punks holding a panicked young woman hostage and trying to drag the woman into hiding, Claire and Karen rushed off without hesitation.

When they raised their guns, they shouted "lapd", and the seven or eight guns raised on the opposite side were warning them that tonight's Los Angeles is different.

Los Angeles is now home to all kinds of criminals and thugs.

Claire, who was standing in front, responded quickly, immediately hugged Karen beside her, and threw herself at the trash can by the wall.

Clap clap clap!

The gangster on the other side shot without hesitation.

Tonight is a chaotic night,

The time has come for them to do whatever they want.

Even if they kill people, no one can track them down.

There were only two little policewomen on the opposite side, which made them even more emboldened.

Karen huddled in the corner, listening to a series of clanging noises from the trash can, and couldn't help but whisper, "We won't be killed, right? I don't want to be disfigured."

Claire rolled her eyes: "They have hostages in their hands, and we can't shoot indiscriminately. And, if you were killed and not disfigured, are you sure they wouldn't do anything more disgusting?"

Karen was shocked: "Yes, but I don't want to die, and I don't want to be disfigured."

"Then shut up, tighten your body a little bit, and avoid getting hit by a stray bullet." The little skin monkey said, the small mirror in his hand has been protruding out skillfully, and deftly looked at it a few times: "The problem now is not to save the hostages, but to save the hostages. It's because they didn't run away, they came to us."

The gun in Karen's hand trembled a little: "Then, what should we do?"

The other party has more guns than them, more people than them, and has taken hostages, all of which are not in their favor.

Claire stuck out the muzzle of the gun, recalling the mirror shooting points that Luke explained to her, and pulled the trigger decisively after a slight estimation.

She must immediately stop the other party's reckless approach, which will put them in a dead end.

clap clap! clap clap clap!

Five shots at a slight interval, the first two rounds are test impact points, and the last three rounds are the real shots.

A bandit screamed and fell down, clutching his crotch.

The gangsters shouted: "Ah, the black dog was shot."

"Damn, his bird was interrupted."

"Kill these two Bichi!"

Claire looked at the gangster who was approaching against the wall in the mirror, but she did not panic, but entered an unusually calm state.

Clap clap clap clap!

"Ah!" The second gangster fell down and was shot three times in the chest and abdomen.

The gangsters were shocked: what kind of marksmanship is this! Shooting two people twice? You won't hit the hard stubble yourself!

"Boss, use this." a gangster shouted.

Seeing what the other party took out, Claire cried out in her heart.

The two gangsters who fell behind actually brought ak rifles.

The iron dustbin can barely block ordinary pistol bullets, and the rifle bullet with strong penetrating power can't stop it at all.

Although both of them were wearing bulletproof vests, Claire's head was not bulletproof. Karen's body armor only covered the vital points of her upper body, and the danger of retreating was just as great.

How to do? She became anxious.

"Girl, do you need strength? Call my name!" A deep voice sounded in her mind.

Claire: "What the hell?"

"Apologize! I'm not a devil! Also, just talk to me in your heart, don't say it out loud." The voice that was as low as a demon king in a game suddenly roared angrily.

Claire: ...ok, sorry, what are you then?

"Call my name and you will gain power!" the deep voice continued.

Claire: Then you have to tell me first, what is your name.

Low voice: "Uh...glutton!"

Claire: e~glutton!

"Stupid...that e is not in my name!" The voice was a little exasperated.

Claire couldn't help but scolded: "wtf!"

"Apologize! Don't swear at me!" The deep voice was dissatisfied again.

sorry! But can you hurry up? I seem to have called your name already! Claire roared in her heart.

"That's not right! You have to do it all over again! Read to me—glutton!" The deep voice was very persistent.

Claire felt a pain in her chest, she was completely angry, but she could only read: glutton!

"You already have my power, go fight, the girl chosen by fate!" said a low voice.

Claire looked blinded: Wait! What kind of power do you have, why don't I feel it at all?

"Stupid... girl! Relax and don't resist." He cursed in a low voice.

Claire suddenly felt her gun-carrying hand lift itself up.

She exclaimed, trying to control it.

"Bai... girl, it's my strength, don't resist it." The deep voice almost wanted to curse again, but like the previous few times, it didn't have the courage.

Claire's mind turned around, but she still chose to obey. After all, she didn't have a good way now, and it was too late to use the ultimate move like Summoning Luke.

Under her gaze, her right hand protruded the muzzle of the gun smoothly and incomparably.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The five gangsters fell to the ground with a thud, without even screaming, they shot their heads and died on the spot.

"Girl, you can go out and clean the battlefield." said a low voice.

However, Claire still held the small mirror and looked at it for a while, and she was extremely shocked.

She could only see the right hand that she stretched out just now, and she couldn't see the five gangsters at all, so there was no possibility of aiming.

As a result, all five shots were fired, and all five gangsters fell to the ground.

After several seconds, she regained her senses and gestured to Karen with two tactical sign languages. The two took cover alternately and slowly leaned towards the gangster's body.

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