The policemen did not give up and chased after the mercenary's car.

For a time, gunshots and sirens rang out in the romantic city streets, and chickens, flying dogs, and car accidents continued.

Luke wasn't in a hurry.

It's not easy for that old guy Kincaid to die, safety first.

Affixed to the SUV of the backward mercenary from the back, he twitched his hand on the shelf behind the motorcycle, and held a large killing weapon hidden in the holster in his hand.

Bang! Rumble!

When he accelerated past the car, the big killer weapon in his hand sprayed the front windshield of the opponent in the face.

The front windshield of the SUV took a large slot, and the driver's seat was full of blood, and the front of the car broke through the guardrail and fell into the river.

Luke wowed: "Really special niang's energy!" ”

The big killer in his hand flicked around in the air, and with a click, the empty cartridge case withdrew, and the motorcycle just grabbed the second SUV diagonally in front.

Bang! Rumble!

The mercenary driving the second SUV also followed in the footsteps, with a bullet hole in the front windshield and a pockmarked funnel on his face.

A bearded mercenary on the co-pilot reacted quickly and grabbed the steering wheel to prevent the SUV from losing control.

The big killer weapon in Luke's hand turned around again, and the muzzle of the gun was raised.

The bearded mercenary's face changed greatly, and as soon as his hand was released, the whole person shrank under the center console.

Bang! Rumble!

The co-pilot's windshield was also shattered, and the SUV flicked its tail sharply and rolled to the ground with a bang.

Luke glanced at the co-pilot, pouted and walked away.

His big killer is a small toy purely for personal hobby, it can only hold seven bullets, it is too wasteful to beat people, and it is best to take a taxi.

If there were four mercenaries on an SUV, it would be seven out of seven, and two hundred and eighteen...... Ahh

Luke barely regained his senses.

Although these mercenaries are not bad, they are not as powerful as the individual guys, and they are not as rigorous as the regular troops who are echeloned and take turns to attack, so it is difficult for him to get serious.

With a turn on the front of the car, the Harley Fat Boy slanted through an alley, and when he rushed out, he just flicked his tail and stuck to the co-pilot of the third SUV.

The big killer weapon in Luke's hand just turned around again and lifted it flat.

The mercenary in the co-pilot had a frightened look on his face and shrank his head suddenly.

Bang!

The mercenary felt a little pain in his scalp, but he couldn't help but rejoice when he saw his companion in the driver's seat whose entire chest was starting to bleed.

As a result, a hand reached through the broken window, grabbed the gun belt, and dragged him out of the car, dragging him to the ground and rushing forward.

The mercenary let out a shout and waved his hands wildly, trying to shake off the belt of his gun.

But Luke strangled him with the strap of the gun and twisted it in a circle, and he couldn't pull it off.

The mercenary's ass rubbed wildly on the bumpy little brick street, and his eyes were almost white, and Luke slammed his head against the railing on the side of the road with a snap of his gun, and the guy was half-hung on it.

Throwing away the excess trash, Luke continues to chase after him.

As a result, there was a burst of gunshots, which caused things around him to explode, but it was the officers in two police cars who were firing at him.

Luke is absolutely down: These policemen are really good, see who beats whom!

He decisively veered the car, and Harley's fat boy crossed a small bridge and followed behind the mercenary SUV on the opposite side.

Catching up with the SUV at the turn, a shot hit the window, forcing it into the river, Harley Fat Boy accelerated suddenly, lifted the front of the car, rushed onto the front hood of a car, and jumped high from the roof of the car to the middle of a small bridge.

There, a mercenary is pulling out an RPG and aiming at the oncoming speedboat.

The black bald head on the speedboat had wide eyes, his nostrils were dilated, and his breathing paused for a moment.

In this narrow river, hiding this thing is purely gambling, and he is not sure, so he can only pray for God's blessing.

At this moment, in the sudden high-pitched roar of the motorcycle, a Harley fat boy flew diagonally and fell in front of Kincaid to the small bridge.

Kincaid could even see a modified Winchester M1887 in the hands of a black-skinned knight in the sun.

With a clear click, the empty cartridge casing flew out, and the next bullet was loaded.

Bang!

This shot directly knocked the mercenary with the bazooka in a half circle, and the rocket warhead slammed into the SUV next to it.

Before the accomplices could react, a rocket broke through the window.

But because of the proximity, the safety of the rocket did not open, and it did not explode, but continued to penetrate his shoulder and nail it to his seat.

Harley's fat boy flew over the head of the rocket mercenary who was slamming down the street, and slanted across the ground.

In mid-air, Luke inserted his beloved toy back into the holster on the back wheel, and pressed the front of the car with both hands.

Harley's fat boy slammed into the bridge and shook his ass twice unwillingly, finally settled down, dodging left and right on the sidewalk on the side of the street, catching up with the bandit car and police car in front.

This time, the people in the police car finally didn't shoot him, and the co-pilot policeman was full of surprise and shouted: "Your department? ”

He had just seen Luke destroy the rocket mercenary, and the people who used rockets in the city would certainly not be from the police.

In this sense, Luke is an ally?

Luke didn't say a word, twisted the accelerator, overtook the police car, and his left hand twitched behind again, turning.

Click! Bang!

The last of the bandits' SUV twisted its body, but it couldn't dodge Luke's close shotgun, and the front windshield was immediately spent.

But the driver was very persistent, slowing down the speed while trying to keep the SUV moving forward.

The corners of Luke's mouth curled, and Winchester spun around again.

Click!

The bandit finally raised his head and wanted to take a look at the road ahead.

As a result, I saw a black hole with the muzzle of the gun pointed at the driver's window.

His eyes widened and he exclaimed, "No......"

Bang!

There was blood in the driver's seat.

Is it bad to be alive? Why are you so dedicated! He sighed and put his gun back into his sleeve.

Seeing Kincaid drive the speedboat and disappear at the bend of the river, Harley's fat boy under Luke's seat accelerated again and drove away.

……

However, Kincaid managed to escape, but a security guard ran into a little trouble.

Michael may have been infected by the non-chieftain, before he drove a motorcycle, and also helped Kincaid solve a lot of mercenaries, and finally was knocked off the motorcycle by a group of mercenaries, and was captured after falling unconscious.

Luke tracked Michael's bugging, turned the car, and followed.

More than twenty minutes later, outside an old building on the outskirts of the city, Luke stood behind a big tree, looking at the mercenary den in front of him.

He looked at his phone's screen again, and there was a green dot on it that was rapidly approaching.

The green dot is Kincaid!

This old guy is not simple, after escaping the pursuit, he quickly turned around with the mercenaries who came back.

Michael in the den is about to be electrocuted, and Kincaid, the black bald head, is about to rush to grab points.

He couldn't wait any longer.

In the headset, Michael was chattering: "You know what? You're going to have to make me trust you and make connections so that I can tell the truth...... Ahh

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