Chapter 196

Replace P226 with a new magazine. Luke goes back to the elevator and restarts B1.

When the elevator door opened, a figure stood with a gun.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of gunfire outside, which made a bullet mark in the elevator.

A few seconds later, a group of people outside the door found something wrong and stopped firing.

In the elevator, there is only one bullet hole in the body, but still standing inside.

At this time, the person outside the door responded: This is just a body that has been hoisted.

But in the next moment of their cease-fire, a figure hung upside down from the air window above the elevator, one hand slightly rushed, the other hand P226, and fired wildly at the same time.

Poop poop poop!

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Ten people gathered outside the door were swept to more than half of them in an instant, and the rest fled in panic.

Most of them had emptied their magazine just now. Few of them were able to fight back in time.

Luke didn't give these people a chance to breathe. He let the two guns loose in his hands and let them fall down by themselves. He used his hands on the security corpse in front of him. He stepped his feet to the side elevator wall at the same time, and the whole man turned right in the air.

As he turned, he pulled his hands out between his flanks, and Glock 17 and Beretta 92F appeared.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

The two guns fire like a storm, with extraordinary accuracy.

The ambulances in front of the elevator are no more than five or six meters away from him. At this distance, his hit is surprisingly high.

Glock 17 on his right hand knocked down three people in a row, and Beretta on his left hand hit only one person, but the people who were hit were all without exception. At least two bullets were fired, and both were in the upper body or head.

Then, the firing frequency of the two guns is reduced at the same time.

Rhythmic slap! PA! PA! A sound sounded, not as violent as before, but more terrible.

Because Luke is mending the gun.

Two guys who don't have guns in their hands, needless to say, must be buyers. The top priority is one shot in the head.

At least fifty experience points should be given to a criminal of this rank.

Then the bodyguards who are still struggling, raise their hands, walk by and pull the trigger.

On the way, he replaced the Beretta 92F with a magazine, and after all the guns were mended, he just threw it away, leaving only Glock 17 with a full magazine.

Then pick up the discarded micro punch and replace it with a spare magazine. The main and auxiliary weapons will return to the full state at the same time.

It's just a matter of preparation. According to the previous observation, the three remaining groups of buyers and bodyguards are those who jointly ambush him.

Luke was not impatient. He walked around the circular corridor at a constant speed and opened the doors of all the rooms by the way.

With a keen sense of smell at full power, he was sure that there was no living man here.

Only in the middle of the underground room, there are ten girls' smells.

These are the "goods" that have been abducted and sold. Among them, there is the beautiful girl Jin. He will not admit his mistake.

He walked into the room and looked at the ten girls, nodding in his heart.

This group of girls has a high level of appearance, among which Kim is one of the best three.

In Luke's view, the three girls, including Kim, are about 80 + points, and the other seven girls are about 70 + points, with a small gap.

Ten girls, without exception, are wearing sexy underwear, showing large beautiful skin.

Kim's set is the most gorgeous and chic. Most of the other girls are bikinis.

Luke understands why: Kim may be the only first of the ten girls, so her value is naturally higher.

Why does he know that? Of course, Amanda, who has a big mouth, revealed that king is a devout Catholic, and the meaning is self-evident.

Just a quick look at the group of girls, he is sure they can't go.

They are confused by drugs. They can barely stand up at most and have no sense of direction when they walk.

Luke was not eager to deal with their affairs, but began to look for them in the villa.

Before long, he found a flat cart for pulling goods.

Pull off some broad curtains, Luke pushed the cart, packed the body of the guy he had killed in the villa, and took it all to the wharf behind the villa.

There are thirteen security managers and twenty-one buyers and bodyguards.

After cramming it all into a yacht, Luke entered the villa.

The three guys who couldn't come out of the security room were stunned by the anesthetic he found in the basement. They may want to use the fixed line phone in the room for help, but it's doomed to fail.

And that kind of volatile anesthetic is provided by the villa itself. To deal with the security of this group of scum, it's also the best use.

Using brute force to break the door lock, Luke broke their necks and dragged them to the yacht by the river.He just cleaned up the villa.

He doesn't care about the bloodstained bullet holes. He just cleans up the two small boxes including the monitoring backup of the security room, the interference instruments he used, the interruption of power and communication, and the self-made throwing knives that are shot on the wall.

In this way, although what happened in the villa can't be concealed, there are very few things that can be traced.

He's a policeman, and it's enough to know how to use the least action to destroy the most important clues.

Ten young girls were also made out by him, and all of them were put into the yacht. After a while, the yacht started and slowly left the wharf, heading west.

Luke is driving a yacht and destroys its positioning system, which is also a tracking tool.

All of a sudden, one of the mobile phones around him suddenly rings.

Luke quickly connected the mobile phone to the newly purchased modified laptop, started a program, and then connected the phone.

"Why haven't you come back? What about the woman I want? " There was an old voice over there.

Luke's brain turned, typing and playing quickly on the fake mobile phone: "Sir, the owner of the mobile phone has a car accident, and now he is stuck in the car, waiting for rescue. Do you need to talk to him?"

There was a moment of silence at the other end of the phone before he said, "give him the phone."

Luke typing and playing: "Oh, yes sir, just a moment, please." He had put the phone down and looked at the program running in his notebook.

"Hello, hello?" A voice of doubt came over the phone.

Luke looks at the program and suddenly prompts: lock the signal source position.

On a flat map, a red dot appears next to the address and latitude.

Luke chuckled, looking at the cell phone that was already beep blind: "I got you!"

This mobile phone comes from the only young man with a gun among the five buyers.

Luke paid attention to the young man.

He is not like a rich man, but more like a bodyguard. He also has a cocoon of long-term use of firearms and cold weapons.

The rich like to play these, but also have professional standards, unless it is Batman or green arrow.