Super Detective in the Fictional World

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The corner of Luke's mouth was raised, and he slowly lowered his left hand. The right-hand knight shield was also put back on his chest, turning his head loosely and slowly, looking at the three attackers.

The three men flying by him also stood up immediately.

However, the left hand of the attacker No. 2 hangs like a chicken claw.

Attacker No. 3 had complete hands, but shook like a late Parkinson's patient, with two blood holes in the back of his hand.

Only the attacker No. 1, although his hands were a little shaken, but at least maintained the complete appearance.

"You are not a night demon!" No. 1 suddenly said, "The night demon is not so strong."

Hearing this, Luke kept the playing card face slowly, and a mysterious smile slowly emerged: "No, I am a night demon."

Because the labor gave money! He added silently in his heart that he did not lie.

"Impossible! Nocturne has never learned how to use these antique weapons." Jun No. 2 with a broken arm said with gritted teeth.

Luke: "Yes, this is really my first time using them, but it doesn't affect me ..."

clang!

No. 1's eyes blurred, and a barbed hammerhead flew forward.

He rolled subconsciously after a lazy donkey, but felt that his scalp was cold, and then became a hot line.

The right claw of No. 2 attack caught the Knight Shield again.

Then Luke spit out in his mouth in front of him: "... strike you."

Luke's raised left arm made a half circle in front of him, the handle of the chain hammer hit the edge of the knight shield, but the hammer head was dragged by the chain and hit the second right shoulder from the side.

The sound of cracking bones sounded, and No. 2's shoulder collapsed instantly, and he was smashed with a slippery blood flower.

Perceiving the dark shadow flashing from the corner of his eyes, Luke suddenly felt that the location of the dark shadow was too handsome, and he couldn't help raising his right foot and kicking it out.

The residual image of his right foot penetrated between the claws of No. 3 waving, stepping on the opponent's chest, Luke's heart was dripping, and he couldn't help sending out the classic battle roar: "ThisIs ... Sparta ~~~"

boom! Bang!

No. 3 flew faster and farther this time, smashing directly into the wall more than ten meters away, smashing the wall into a large pit.

"Oh!" No. 3 couldn't help it anymore, and an old blood spurted out.

In his eyes, there was no previous indifference and supremacy, but he was extremely shocked: how is that possible? How can this guy burst into such extraordinary strength?

If Luke's power agility when fighting the gangsters is 1, and when they dealt with their first raid just up to 3.

In this second attack, Luke showed at least 6 strength and agility.

Where in the world is such a monster that doubles its power every now and then!

Number Three finally responded: the other side did not use real strength at the beginning.

How can someone who can kill the legendary killer and the old monster of Mutual Aid Sloan be so ordinary!

Without a crushing advantage, why did he kill Sloan and the twenty killers.

As soon as Luke kicked out, his feet hadn't landed, but suddenly his heart became cold.

He was in a subconscious body, and the Knight Shield was raised to protect his side. Except for the two legs above and below his body, he was basically hidden behind the shield.

Bang Bang!

Three gunshots passed into his ears, his right calf hurt, and a clanging sound was heard on the Knight Shield.

A small amount of power came from the shield, but Luke's eyes flashed: "Did you finally shoot?"

In fact, three bullets were fired at his head, chest, and thighs.

Both of the above shots were blocked by the moving Knight Shield, but the shot on the thigh hit the exposed calf. This is purely bad luck.

But this does not affect his evaluation of the shooter's marksmanship-the top shooter.

Only this top shooter will find such a clever opportunity that Luke cannot completely avoid his attack.

Without the Cavaliers in hand, he might even be hit on the torso.

The bullets fired are not sniper bullets, but small-caliber rifle bullets, which is also a very targeted choice.

A single bullet, unless it is an anti-equipment weapon like Barrett, has a very limited threat to him.

Rather than use an assault rifle with a higher rate of fire and capacity.

Hitting the head is naturally a one-shot spike.

Hitting the chest, abdomen and thighs will at least slow Luke's movement speed.

The shooter's thinking was so clear, the marksmanship was so precise, and it happened to be here.

Most likely it was the top sniper who had assassinated Jaina.

It was a pleasant surprise to step into a trap and draw two people.

Luke rolled to the ground, stomped slightly, and sneaked into the counter next to him.

Bang Bang!

Three bullets screamed, penetrated the counter glass, and chased him where he had just run.

Luke praised inwardly: This guy actually predicted his avoidance position and adjusted his position accordingly.

There were not many windows for this building to be attacked from outside, so he chose this place as the starting place for war.

This person can overcome this disadvantage, chasing himself outside the house, an absolute top master.

With this in mind, he had heard something unusual in his ears.

Looking sideways, they saw that the attackers, one, two, and three, were hiding, but a weird sucking sound came from where they were hiding.

Luke raised an eyebrow, knowing his heart, his foot was firm, his right-hand knight shield was lying flat on the ground, and the whole person was lying on the side.

This guy is in the middle of No. 1 and No. 2 with strength and injury.

Coincidentally, he hurt exactly two arms, the weakest one at present.

Killing chickens with a bull's knife is excessive, but it is very cost-effective to solve the monkey and exclude a weak and weak opponent.

The sound of Zi La La's shield rubbing the ground swept over seven or eight meters, and Luke slid out of the side not far from No. 2.

I saw that No. 2 was holding a gangster with only one breath, and buried his head around the gangster's neck. At first glance, it seemed as if the two men were adding men to men.

Luke's leg was hooked at the corner of the counter next to him, and his body turned immediately, sprinting towards No. 2, and the hammer in his hand was passed.

Although No. 2 was intoxicated with pleasure, he was even more afraid of the horror chain hammer that had hit himself. He raised his hand and threw the gangster between them to block it. The shield's gliding speed suddenly increased, and the entire person passed by the gangster. A large sandbag with a barbed hammer hit the side of No. 2's ankle severely.

In the click, No. 2 was swept around and flew up, his eyes were full of pain and bloodthirsty, and he opened his claws and inserted it into Luke.

The momentum was like trying to nail him to the floor.

Luke turned, and the knight's shield, originally used as a skateboard, flipped up and pulled on the number two's claws.

No. 2 flew out spinning.

However, Luke looked straight again, without chasing No. 2 who continued to be injured, and moved the knight shield to his head.

Bang Bang!

Three shots.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Three bullets landed on the Cavaliers again.