Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Tattooed middle-aged side 2 robust man without the slightest hesitation fired, and the crackling gunshot sounded.

Luke’s silhouette suddenly moved one meter laterally at the moment they fired, bowed and jumped out, just got out from the middle-aged tattoo and a robust man, and came behind them.

Luke pulled the M1911 from the middle-aged hand of the tattoo, did not raise the gun, but turned the muzzle left and right.

boom! boom!

The hands of the two robust man’s guns turned halfway, and they hung down, with a hole in each of their heads.

Luke was sighed again: “So, is it not good to make money? You must kill.” When you said this, the gun was already raised.

The tattooed middle-aged man was sweating all over. Even if the hair on the back of the head was burnt by the hot muzzle, he dared not move.

“Yes, yes, we can talk, we can talk.” His eyes were winking at the three people on the opposite side, his body rushing to the side.

The shirtless young man and the other young man at the opposite side raised their guns at the same time.

boom! boom!

These two people have a hole in the middle of the forehead.

Luke twitched his lips, lowered his arm, and then pulled the trigger.

boom!

A middle-aged buttock with a tattoo just next to him was taken a shot, suddenly screaming, covering his buttocks and rolling on the ground.

Luke looked at the door and there was a man there.

This is the only person in the room who did n’t raise a gun, and who did n’t move from beginning to end: “Why do n’t you do it?”

This man was actually the big boy who had received the Luke lollipop. Hearing this, his lips twitched a few times without a word.

Luke chuckled, and the lollipop in his mouth turned from left to right, pushing his right cheek up a small piece: “You are smarter than them …”

Between the words, the flame from his muzzle dropped again.

boom!

The tattooed middle-aged screamed louder, but was shot in the knee by Luke.

“Wise people will make the right choices at the right time. And your brain …” Luke crouched down, looking at the tattooed middle-aged man on the ground with irony: “… even a small child Not as good. “

The tattooed middle-aged man was sweating and moaning painfully in his mouth, but he did not forget to beg for mercy intermittently: “Let me, let me go, I will give you whatever you want.”

Luke shook his head: “You’re stupid, you haven’t admitted it. My request has been there, why should I pretend not to hear it?”

boom!

The middle-aged tattoo screamed again, but the knee of the other leg was also broken.

Luke didn’t make him struggle this time, stepped on him with a foot, searched him, found a magazine and put it on: “Now I have 7 more bullets, do you say you should hit the left hand first or right hand? After playing, you can hit your Little Ding Ding … “

Speaking of which, he didn’t raise his head and raised his gun sideways.

peng ~ peng ~!

Two people who rushed in from the door with a rifle fell on their backs and fell in the same eyebrows.

The tattooed middle-aged man exclaimed painfully: “Don’t, I said, I said. What do you want to know?”

Luke shook his head helplessly: “How did your memory come to life? Lisa Feng, the female doctor of Brother Brother Xi, she! Here! Where!”

The tattooed middle-aged did not hesitate this time: “Cristo, Christopher took her away.”

“Where did you take it?” Luke asked, coming to the door at random, without looking outside, twisting his wrist and protruding out of the muzzle.

Bang peng ~ peng ~!

“what!”

“what!”

2 screams, plus a tumbling sound of the human body, the two gangsters who quietly touched were beaten down the stairs.

Middle-aged with tattoos watched Luke’s every move, and his heart was cold.

Luke’s every move is too relaxed and comfortable, definitely a professional!

He quickly replied: “I, I don’t know …”

boom!

“Ah~”

The tattooed middle-aged struggled again on the ground, and Luke hit his right hand again: “Say the answer directly, otherwise you will die more painfully.”

The tattooed middle-aged man was desperate. He didn’t know much information. He spit out the news of the Cristo group in a few words.

Luke got the information he needed, and raised his hand and raised his gun: “Give you a piece of advice, don’t rob it if you can do business in your next life.”

Tattooed middle-aged face band prays: “Can you …”

boom!

“Well, of course not!” Luke ended his question with action.

After grabbing the guns from the two robust men, he found the 2 US dollars from the dead tattooed middle-aged man. He laughed at the big boy who had been watching the whole thing silently in the corner of the door.

“I see it. If you want to be a bad guy, you might meet me one day. And I like to meet bad guys the best.” He stepped out of the door one step at a time: “I wish you good luck all your life.”

peng ~ peng ~!

Two screams were heard outside the house, and two other gangsters were beaten down.

Then there was a panic of gunshots, and after a while, someone outside shouted, “Where are you? Where did he go?”

“Not seen, not found …”

“Go and see the boss …”

“Boss, the boss is dead. Mario and Sanchez are also dead, ah! They are all dead …”

The big boy at the corner watched a group of people pouring in, shouting around the boss’s body.

Looking at the boss with his head open, the old boy’s scenery flashed in his head, and there seemed to be another sentence in his ear: I, I like meeting bad guys the most.

Along with this sentence, the smiling face seemed to appear again.

He could not help but shivered and quietly retreated from the noisy room.

Withdrawing from the far away, he raised a hand, where he kept holding an unopened lollipop.

Just now, because of this lollipop, he didn’t point his gun at Luke.

It was also because of this lollipop that he became the only person in the house who survived.

Raising the pistol in the other hand again, listening to the noise in a house in the distance, he thought about it, thrust the pistol behind his butt, and slipped quietly back home.

When this group of people lost one’s head out of fear, Luke had entered the building below from a gap between two small buildings.

Passing lightly through the gaps of more than ten small buildings, he cut horizontally into a “big” street.

The two-way, single-lane road is definitely a street in this slum.

When he jumped out of the gap of the small building, his movement immediately returned to normal, leisurely following a group of tourists who had just passed by.

The tour guide speaks Chinese, and many of the group are Chinese, making him feel very kind.

Apart from several dozen meters, the riots there were hard to hear, but the explanation in the guide ’s mouth made Luke listen with keen interest pleasure.

An aunt of the tour group suddenly noticed Luke behind him and asked strangely, “You don’t seem to be from our group?”

Luke laughed.

The aunt looked at his cheerful smile and froze for a while, patting her forehead: “Forget, you are a foreigner and don’t understand Chinese.”