Super Detective in the Fictional World

Just as the shock bomb exploded, Claire outside the building arrived.

There are more than 30 combat personnel in this team, and of course it is impossible to squeeze all the doors of the third-floor room where Wade hides.

Many people separated and controlled the street and stairs before and after the building to prevent Wade from running away from the window and stairs.

The sound of that shock bomber also attracted the attention of these combatants.

Claire arrived without stopping and swung directly from the air above the two fighters guarding the door.

In mid-air, two gray-black whips popped out, and the top instantly turned into a small hammer and choked up.

Duang! Duang!

The two fighters felt stunned when they felt that the position on the back of their heads was painful.

Claire dropped silently, and the little gray-black hammer turned into a whip, and rolled back the two micro-punches of the combatants, and handed it to her.

"Up." Claire closed her two guns, looked up, and two gray-black filaments shot from behind, sticking to a window on the third floor and pulling, her body flew up immediately.

As she left the ground, the grey-and-black whip hooked the pistols and magazines of the comatose, retracted behind her, attached to her waist, and became a holster and magazine bag.

Feeling the guidance of the gold nuggets in his head, Claire jumped into the third floor window, silently opened the latch with black wire, and after entering, walked through the dark living room.

There was already a sound of getting up in the bedroom, but before the people inside came out, she opened the door and ran out, not forgetting to pull the door up.

When I got out, there was a group of fighters shaking their heads and vomiting.

Her left hand was still pulling the door, and her right hand had already raised a slight charge, and opened her fire in a squatting position.

Poppy poppy!

The stable shooting attitude, the distance to the target not more than fifteen meters, and the already determined number and distribution of targets made Claire's hit rate extremely high.

This half-length fixed target shooting at close range is a required course every time she goes on vacation to Luke Cottage.

It's not to exercise forehead, it's just to keep the gun feeling, to avoid strangeness without touching the gun for a long time.

A micro-punch bullet was hit, and more than a dozen combat personnel on both sides of the door of the room were shot in the lower body, screaming endlessly.

Claire smashed the wall slightly, destroyed the gun, and rushed over.

All screaming fighters were kicked on their heads to ensure that they could not move for ten minutes.

She removed the gun from the magazine, and pinched the magazine well with her fingers, deforming it slightly and unable to insert the magazine.

She quickly finished her hands and feet, and the fighters blocked below had found something wrong and felt it.

Claire had wanted to have a head-to-head confrontation with the other party, but the words of the nugget made her change her mind and jumped out of the window next to her. The black thin line swayed and she got back from the second floor window.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, she opened the door from another room, and the two groups of combatants had gone up to the third floor.

She flickered and followed them up.

The first group was examining those unconscious on the ground, and the last two of the second group turned vigilantly to guard the stairway.

The two were dark before their eyes, and two punching bags as big as fists hit their faces.

Claire blocked the two in front of himself and held up the remaining small punch.

A burst of gunshots made all the eight men who had just come down.

Claire hadn't forgotten to make two shots on the legs of the two who were stunned by her.

The nugget said it was a narcotic gun that would allow her to keep them from making troubles without killing them.

Claire had no idea of ​​killing, she was a big star, and she was satisfied as long as she prevented the crime from proceeding.

Destroying the weapons of these people, reminded by the gold nuggets, she inserted her two pistols and micro punches through the door hole, then turned and left.

She wondered again: "Are we not saving the people inside?"

Bullion: "Ignore him, that guy is not a human. Well, it's not a normal person. I will be alive after a few minutes at the most. I'm hungry. I'll clean up the rest, and we will go home and have a late night snack."

Claire was still curious: "Who is that guy? Do you hate him?"

Bullion: "I don't hate him, but not many people like him. This guy also likes to die, you will have a chance to see you sooner or later."

One person and one dog talked nonsense, and went downstairs to clean up the remaining personnel.

Here in New York, Luke said, "Is the fingerprint cleaned up? Carroll, take Lorna, go out the window immediately, and then go to the place I gave you. Remember, don't let Lorna reveal his ability at will, understand ? "

In an apartment just a room away from Wade, Carol listened to the sound coming from the headphones, and nodded whispering, "I understand."

Then she caught Lorna and jumped out of the window, not forgetting to close the window with her toes.

Carroll was extremely flexible. Even with Lorna on her back, she easily climbed from the third floor to the second floor, and then jumped down.

After landing, the two women ran away in the alley.

Wade in the room looked at the guns in the door and wondered: "Well, was it just a shock bomb and surrendered? The mercenaries in this session are not good."

Vanessa quickly walked out of the kitchen and gave him her mobile phone: "Your friend called."

Wade: "Did he tell me to pay it back?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes. "No."

Wade then took the phone with Xiaozuo, and before hearing, I heard a familiar low-key British voice: "I'll find someone to help you out. Hurry up and go to this address. Be careful not to be stared at , I don't save your wife every time. "

Wade stunned: "I don't need you ... uh"

The phone has been ringing a blind tone.

Vanessa looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Wademan didn't care: "Let's go, we can leave."

Vanessa: "Are those people out there still?"

Wade: "Hey, my friend got them."

Having said that, www.wuxiaspot.com ~ this guy propped himself up to the door, picked up the two pistols and magazines, held them in his hand, and opened the door.

He leaned his head out and looked around, he walked out with amazement: "Really solved? Isn't that ... the guy has a crush on me, so he's staring at me? Well, wait, is it Fannie? Sara ... "

Vanessa also came out from behind him: "What?"

Wade: "It's okay, let's go. Well, my dolphin seems to have been shot. You help me."

Vanessa looked disgusted, but still helped him downstairs quickly.

She didn't know, someone was whispering in her heart: Maybe V guy was still plotting against Vanessa? Otherwise, why did she mention and save her again? And last time he actually knew that I wanted to take a bath in the bathroom. Is this definitely a voyeur?

No no no, just in case V hits the west, I want to use Vanessa to stir up my jealousy and make me fall in love with him! Yes, it must be. Wade thought like that, and was helped by Vanessa, leaving the apartment building.