Chapter 533 (2/2)

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? ”