Does Luke need to save Dominic? It seems like...... No, you don't.

Whether the gang was robbed or not, he would clean up important branches of Hernan's criminal syndicate.

Whether or not there is this group of people has little impact on his actions.

Thinking so, he slowed down the accelerator under his feet, flicked the steering wheel, turned a street corner, and saw three cars suddenly speeding towards him.

Luke is also familiar with these three cars, and has seen them several times in the past few days, especially the armored Humvee in the middle.

This is the bald FBI Hobbs's car, and Dominic's four unlucky guys are in this car.

Luke shrugged and continued unappetizingly.

The two sides quickly staggered by.

But just a few dozen meters after the two sides made a mistake, Luke heard a boom.

His eyes immediately looked in the rearview mirror, and in a cloud of fire, one of the three FBI cars was blown into the air.

On the roof not far away, a man was holding an RPG launcher in his hand, surrounded by smoke and dust from the launch.

"It's definitely a joke!" Luke muttered, quickly putting on a hood in his hand, then a double body armor, a bulletproof helmet.

AK put it next to him, and the magazine was loaded on two bodies.

Hobbes's group consisted of six people in three cars and six people.

Born in the regular army, they had less than 20 bandits, and they were easily wiped out by them.

The bandits who dare to attack them will not be less numerous.

Sure enough, just as Luke was changing his gear, he saw in the rearview mirror a large number of firing bandits on both sides of the street.

They shot wildly at the two cars behind them in the corners, windows, rooftops, and behind the cars.

Luke looked at the second car, the strongest armored Humvee, and stopped, and cursed, "Damn." ”

The smartest thing this Humvee can do is to rush straight out, as long as it doesn't get a direct hit from the RPG, it can completely resist the fire of those rifles.

However, it stopped, and the cars behind it also stopped, and the two cars stood next to the first car that was hit by the rocket.

They wanted to save their teammates, which was a commendable but extremely dangerous choice.

"Damn it!" Luke scolded again, and his hand moved quickly: "Lao Tzu's new car!" ”

As he spoke, he slapped the steering wheel and rumbled the car up.

At this moment, there was another whoosh, and a second rocket ejected and hit the SUV behind.

The FBI crowd, who was desperately fighting back, was suddenly blown away by the scattered air waves.

Luke looked at this situation and could only hope that the FBI would not be too unlucky.

The FBI subconsciously chose armored Humvees as cover, did not directly face the explosion, and were lucky enough to be alive.

In less than ten seconds, the bandits, who had the upper hand by surprise attack and firepower, saw another black-armored Humvee driving up.

It was incredibly fast, swaying left and right through the streets, and an AK sticking out of the driver's window was also firing wildly.

The bandits who opened fire on the side of the road were forced back by the flying bullets, especially one guy with an RPG, who was the first to be killed.

Bang bang!

On the left side, several bandits who were shooting condescendingly on the rooftop of the building fell screaming.

Rushing through this section of the road like crazy, the black-armored Humvee flicked its tail at the same time, and the tail flame swept by the AK moved.

Bang bang bang!

The final few bullets knocked the head of a warrior who dared to stand up with an RPG in his hand again.

Whoever dares to blow up the new car of labor and management will die! Luke was furious.

At this moment, the black Hummer just flicked its tail, completed the turn on the spot, stepped on the accelerator, and drove back with a bang.

In the driver's seat, which had been turned around, the AK fired wildly again, emptying the remaining half of the magazine.

The four or five bandits on the right screamed and fell, some fell into the rooftop, some fell from the upper floor, and looked very messy.

A lot of people are shouting, and no one knows who is shouting what.

Over there, the bald FBI Hobbs was also one of the people shouting, "Damn it, Wilkes!" Say it when you are alive. ”

"Chief, ahem, I'm still alive, but I've broken at least two ribs." A young Asian man struggled to spat bloody spat and leaned into the back of a car on the side of the road.

Hobbes felt a little relieved, the injury was not light, but at least it would not hang up immediately.

"Mike, how are you?" He shouted again.

A strong Hispanic man was lying on his stomach and raised his head from the ground: "It's okay, I can't die." ”

Hobbs gritted his teeth: "Get up, while that Humvee is still blown up into the sky, kill the guys around you." ”

This kind of small street surrounded by buildings, vehicles meet RPGs, they are live targets, and they are a lesson from the past.

Luke had already rushed to a short distance from them, opened the door and got out of the car.

He didn't rush to get out of the car, but while lifting the car door and getting out of the car, he replaced AK with a new magazine.

The bandits are back on the fence.

Their luck wasn't so good this time.

Luke, who stands on his feet and holds a gun in both hands, and Luke, who fires with one hand in a speeding car, have a completely different hit rate.

For Luke, these bandits who are emerging from the building one after another are all in slow motion in his eyes.

He even had time in his head to plan the most concise and efficient shooting route, and then blow up the bandits that appeared one by one on this route.

Bang bang!

Five bullets, as if in line to be shot, the five bandits fell in turn.

Luke then turned to the front of the car.

Bang bang bang!

The three bandits at the corner of the street diagonally in front of the front of the car were silent, and their heads exploded.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The bandits on the second floor of the building behind the four cars fell on their backs.

With a distance of no more than 30 meters, he has met two opponents who can compete with Luke.

Still holding the muzzle of his gun, he moved to Hobbes's khaku-yellow armored Humvee and tapped the car door: "Hey, come out and save people." ”

After a moment's wait, the car door opened, and a policewoman pointed a pistol at Luke alertly.

Luke didn't even look at her: "Hurry up and get the injured FBI into the car." ”

The carriage was quiet, and the four of them got off the train quickly.

Their handcuffs were all open, and Luke glanced at the policewoman, silent.

Dominic, the bald man, squinted and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Luke waved his hand: "Let's save people, you don't want to be saddled with a murder case, right?" This is the FBI's guys. ”

The crowd was speechless, their hands and feet quickened a lot, and they quickly carried the five injured FBIs out from the side and sent them to the yellow Humvee.

Just as they were moving the wounded, the AK in Luke's hand fired several more times in a row, and several remnants of the bandits were shot in the head without even seeing their faces.

For a moment, apart from the sound of burning vehicles on the street and the low moans of some bandits around them, this section of the street fell silent.

Everyone couldn't help but speed up their movements, and everything was quickly done.

Luke looked at the bald FBI Hobbs standing next to the car, armed with a gun: "How are you injured?" Do you need me to take you to the airport? ”