Chapter 742 (1/2)

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.