Chapter 533

Does Luke need to save Dominic? Like unwanted.

Whether this gang's robbery is going on or not, he will clean up the important branches of the elnan criminal group.

The presence or absence of this group has little effect on his actions.

Thinking of this, he slowed down the accelerator at his feet, turned the steering wheel around a street corner, and saw three cars coming from the opposite side.

Luke is also familiar with these three vehicles. He has seen them several times in recent days, especially the armored Humvee in the middle.

This is the bareheaded FBI Hobbes' car. Dominic's four bad guys are in this car.

Luke shrugged and went on.

The two sides soon made a mistake.

But just after a few tens of meters, Luke heard a boom.

He immediately looked in the rearview mirror and saw that one of the FBI's three leading cars was blown up in a flash of fire.

Not far away on the roof, a man was holding an RPG transmitter, surrounded by the smoke from the launch.

"It must be a joke!" Luke muttered, quickly putting a headgear on his hand, then a double bulletproof vest and helmet.

AK one by one, magazine two body top.

Hobbes is a team of six people in three cars.

They are from regular army, and the number of bandits is less than 20, so they are easy to be killed by their regiment.

The number of bandits who dare to attack them will not be small.

Sure enough, just as Luke was changing gear, he could see in his rearview mirror a large number of firing bandits on both sides of the street.

They were shooting at the back two cars in the corner, window, roof and car.

Luke looked at the second and strongest armored Humvee and stopped, swearing, "Damn it."

The smartest way for this Hummer to do it is to rush out directly. As long as it is not directly hit by RPG, it can completely resist the shooting of those rifles.

However, it stopped, and the car behind it also stopped. The two cars were blocked by the first car that was hit and overturned by the rocket.

They want to save their teammates, which is a praiseworthy but extremely dangerous choice.

"Damn it!" Luke scolded again, and his hands moved quickly: "my new car!"

As he spoke, he drove up with a bang on the steering wheel.

At this moment, with a swish again, the second rocket ejected and hit the SUV in the back.

The FBI people who were fighting back were suddenly blown out by the scattered waves.

Luke looked at the situation and hoped that the FBI would not be too unlucky.

The FBI subconsciously chose the armored Humvee as the shelter. They didn't face the explosion directly. Fortunately, they were still alive.

In less than ten seconds, with the advantage of surprise and firepower, the bandits who had the upper hand saw another black armored Humvee coming.

It's amazing speed. It's shaking left and right in the street. An AK from the driving window is also firing wildly.

The bandits who opened fire on the roadside were forced back by the bullets flying around, especially the one who took the RPG, who was the first to be killed.

BAM BAM BAM bam!

On the left side, several bandits who strafed from the rooftop fell down screaming.

Frantically across the road, the black armored Humvee flicks its tail, while the AK's sweeping tail flame moves down.

Bang bang bang!

The last few bullets, will dare to hold the RPG again to stand up the warrior hit the head to blossom.

Who dares to blow up the new car of labor will die! Luke was heartless.

At the moment, the black Humvee just turned around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove back again.

On the driver's seat, AK opened fire again and emptied the remaining half of the magazine.

Four or five bandits on the right side fell down screaming. Some fell into the roof, some fell from the upstairs, which was very messy.

Many people are shouting. No one knows who is shouting.

Over there, bareheaded FBI Hobbes was one of the yellers: "Damn it, Wilkes! If you live, say it. "

"Chief, cough, I'm still alive, but I've broken at least two ribs." A young asian man spits hard with blood and leans into the back of the car on the side of the road.

Hobbes's heart is at ease. It's not a slight injury, but at least it won't be immediately hanged.

"How are you, Mike?" He shouted again.

A strong Hispanic man was lying on his stomach and raised his head from the ground: "it's OK, I can't die."

Hobbes clenched his teeth: "get up, and take advantage of the Hummer before it's blown up, and kill the people around you."

This kind of street is surrounded by buildings. When a vehicle meets RPG, it is a living target. They are a good example.

Luke had rushed to them not far away and opened the door to get off.Instead of rushing, he pulled the door open and got out of the car, replacing AK with a new magazine.

Once again, the bandits made a bold move.

Their luck is not so good this time.

Standing on both feet, Luke with two hands holding a gun, and Luke with one hand firing on a speeding car, the hit rate is totally different.

For Luke, these gangsters who started from the building were all slow-moving in his eyes.

He can even have time in his mind to plan out the most concise and efficient shooting route, and then blow up the gangsters on this route one by one.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Five bullets, like the feeling of shooting in line, five bandits fall down in turn.

Luke just turned to the front cover.

Bang bang bang!

The three bandits at the corner of the street in front of the car were silent and their heads were cracked.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The bandits on the second floor of the building behind the four cars fell on their backs.

He has met two opponents with a distance of no more than 30 meters who can compete with Luke.

Still holding the muzzle of his gun, he moved to Hobbes' tawny armored Humvee and patted the door: "Hey, come out and help."

A moment later, the door opened and a policewoman pointed a pistol at Luke.

Luke didn't even look at her. "Come on down, you guys. Get the injured FBI in the car."

It's quiet in the car. Four people come to the underground car quickly.

Their handcuffs were all open, and Luke glanced at the policewoman and said nothing.

"Who are you?" asked Dominic, the bald man, squinting his eyes

Luke waved: "save people. You don't want to carry a police case, do you? This is from the FBI. "

They were speechless, and their hands and feet accelerated a lot. They quickly picked up five injured FBI men from the side and sent them to the Yellow Hummer.

Just as they moved the wounded, Luke's AK shot several times in a row, and several remaining hoodlums were shot without even seeing their faces.

For a time, in addition to the noise of the burning vehicles in the street, there were also the low moans of some bandits around. The street was quiet.

People can't help but speed up the action and quickly get everything done.

Luke looked at the bald FBI Hobbes standing by the car, armed with a gun. "How are you doing? Do you want me to take you to the airport? "