Chapter 742

Today, Clare has joined two large-scale gun battles in person, with a different mentality.

And when Robert and Luke, both of them, massacred 50 armed robbers in the Carlos family in shackford, it finally spread to her.

Luke would not tell her all about that night, but he always sent her off in two or three sentences.

Claire can only harass Robert.

Robert, a rough man, is very fond of Claire. After all, he is his only daughter, not his own.

He also didn't elaborate, but with the efforts of the little monkey, he roughly described the situation that night.

Clare knew from then on that even in the quiet town of shackford, the police were a high-risk occupation.

Today's continuous gunfight is nothing more than a recognition from hearing to seeing.

The only difference from her imagination is that her rescuers are not good partners on film and TV, but two superheroes.

They fight armed robbers, just like children fight dolls.

Cool enough, but far less dangerous than Robert told her.

Claire was wearing Luke's special bulletproof vest, which made her even have the illusion that if not counting the flying ability, she was inferior to them, or Helmet?

With the emergence of the riots, Clare inevitably encountered danger.

After seeing a group of hoodlums holding a flustered young woman and trying to drag her into the hiding place, Claire and Karen did not hesitate to go.

When they raised their guns, they shouted "LAPD". The seven or eight guns raised opposite warned them that tonight's Los Angeles is different.

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

Clare, who was standing in front of him, reacted quickly, immediately grabbed Karen beside him and rushed to the garbage can beside the wall.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

The little gangster on the opposite side shot without hesitation.

Tonight is a night of chaos. It's time for them to do whatever they want.

No one can trace them, even if they are killed and annihilated.

There are only two little policewomen on the opposite side, which makes them more courageous.

Karen huddled in the corner of the wall, listening to the chain of clangs from the garbage can, and couldn't help shouting: "we won't be killed, will we? I don't want to disfigure. "

Claire rolled his eyes. "They have hostages in their hands. We can't shoot them. What's more, if you're killed and not disfigured, are you sure they won't do anything more disgusting? "

Karen was full of energy: "but I don't want to die, let alone disfigure."

"Then shut up and tighten up a little to avoid being hit by stray bullets." The little monkey said, the small mirror in his hand has been skillfully probed out, and he has taken a smart look at it for a few times: "the problem now is not the quality of saving people, but that they didn't run and forced us to do so."

Karen's guns were shaking. "So, what do we do?"

The other side has more guns than them, more people than them, and has taken hostages, all of which are against them.

Clare leaned out the muzzle of the gun, recalled Luke's explanation of the mirror shooting points in her mind, and with a little estimation, pulled the trigger decisively.

She had to stop the reckless approach immediately, which would put them in a dead end.

Pa Pa Pa! make love!

The first two rounds are the test point, and the last three rounds are the real shooting.

A bandit cried and fell down, covering his crotch.

"Ah, the black dog was shot," cried the bandits

"Damn it, his bird has been interrupted."

"Kill these two green pools!"

Clare looked at the bandits approaching against the wall in the mirror, but his heart was not flustered, but into a state of extraordinary calm.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

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

The bandits were shocked: what kind of shooting method is this! Two shots and two people? I will not run into stubble!

"Boss, use this." Cried one of the bandits.

Claire was upset when he saw what the other party had brought out.

The two bandits left behind had AK rifles.

The iron dustbin can barely block the ordinary pistol bullets, and the rifle bullets with strong penetration can not be stopped at all.

Although both of them are wearing bulletproof vests, Clare's head is not bulletproof. Karen's bulletproof vests only cover the upper part of the body, and the risk of retreat is as great.

What to do? She was anxious.

"Girl, do you need strength? Call out my name! " A low voice rang in her mind.

Claire: what the hell

"Sorry! I'm not the devil! Besides, just talk to me in your heart, needless to say It was as low as the voice of the devil in the game.

Claire: OK, I'm sorry. What are you?"Call out my name, and you will gain strength!" The low voice continued.

Claire: then you have to tell me your name.

Low voice: "er glutton！”

Claire: e ~ glutton!

"Stupid That e is not in my name! " The voice was a little angry.

Clare could not help but scold: "WTF!"

"Sorry! Don't swear at me! " Low voice again dissatisfied.

Sorry! But can you hurry up? I seem to have called your name! Cried Clare in her heart.

"No! Must come again! Read it to me - glutton! " Deep voice is very persistent.

Claire felt the pain in her chest. She was totally angry, but she could only read along: glutton!

"You have my strength, go to fight, the girl chosen by fate!" Said the low voice.

Claire's face was covered: wait! What strength do you have? Why don't I feel it?

"Stupid Girl! Relax, don't resist. " A low voice scolded.

Clare suddenly felt his gun hand lift.

She exclaimed, trying to control it.

"White Girl, it's my strength. Don't resist it. " The low voice almost wanted to scold again, but as before, it didn't have the courage.

Claire's brain electric rotation, or choose obedience, after all, she does not have a very good way to summon Luke this kind of big kill too late.

Under her gaze, her right hand thrust out the muzzle of the gun smoothly.

PA! PA! PA! PA! PA!

Five bandits fell to the ground, without even a scream. They burst their heads directly and died on the spot.

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

Claire still looked at it for a moment with a small mirror, and was shocked.

Her eyes just now could only see her right hand. She could not see the five bandits at all, and there was no possibility of aiming.

As a result, all five bandits fell to the ground.

A few seconds later, she was back to her senses. She drew two tactical sign words to Karen. The two men covered each other and slowly leaned over the body of the bandit.