good。 Michael choked out.

“…… It's such a shame. Russell looked complicated and pushed the door open.

Michael looked at the closed door and suddenly patted his head in annoyance: "Damn! Why am I saying this. ”

“good！ Looks like you're not stupid yet. In the living room, Luke finally spoke quietly.

Michael looked sideways: "Huh? ”

Luke shrugged: "You haven't had a girlfriend in a long time, haven't you?" Well, maybe when you were rich, you had some "female" friends, but maybe the only one who really loved you was this little girl. ”

Michael squinted a pair of dead fish eyes: "How old are you?" Do you know what love is? ”

Luke hehe: "Because I don't have a girlfriend yet, I don't need to worry about love, young man." ”

Michael's lips moved, but he found that there was no way to refute this, so he could only change the subject and point to Kincaid: "Shouldn't you change your friend's clothes?" ”

Luke clasped his hands on his chest and looked at him strangely, "What are you doing here?" ”

Michael looked back at him just as strangely: "Protect this damn old fellow." ”

Luke spreads his hands: "So he's the target of your mission, not mine." Besides, I don't know him well, so why help him change his clothes? ”

This is still a non-chieftain old man, and the ghost wants to help him change his clothes.

Michael choked again, and after a moment, he gave a thumbs up: "I'm so lucky to be friends with you." ”

Luke was unimpressed.

Fortunate? That's of course.

In this world, it is easy to find someone to help you change clothes, but it is difficult to find someone to save your life.

Kincaid woke up from his coma, looked at the blood bag he was hanging, and then at his other hand, "What the hell is this?" ”

Michael sorted out his gear: "Handcuffs. You haven't forgotten that you're a prisoner, have you? ”

Kincaid: "No, I mean, who put this 'trendy' outfit on me?" ”

"You're lucky that I brought two changes of clothes?" Michael began to wear a coat.

Kincaid looked at his "new" clothes, which were suits with a small vest: "Kiriki is angry with this dress, you dare to wear it?" Let me guess if you bought it a few years ago when you were a bodyguard, right? You did look like a little girl then, haha. ”

Michael pouted, ignoring the question.

Kincaid: "Well, I don't seem to be wearing panties?" It feels like the birds are a little chilly. ”

Luke finally said, "He got it for you, not me." ”

Michael rolled his eyes: I really thank you.

But he still said: "You wore it, otherwise I wouldn't dare to change your pants, OK?" ”

Kincaid pouted: "It's boring. ”

Suddenly, an old-fashioned turntable phone rings in the room.

All three frowned.

Michael quickly stood up: "This is the safe house of Interpol. If no one answers the phone, or if there is a problem with identity verification after answering, they will send someone to check on it. ”

Luke's ears twitched: "It seems...... It's already here. ”

He opened the curtains slightly, and saw several police cars on the street not far away with their police lights on and rushing over with their sirens drawn.

The two black SUVs downstairs just stopped, and eight guys with guns rushed in, and it didn't look like the way of the police.

Interpol really had a mole, and he actually went to the safe house before the police.

Michael quickly uncuffed Kincade's handcuffs.

Kincaid is there: "What about that little beautiful policeman?" Well, it seems to be called Russell, right? ”

Luke: "Gone. ”

"Hell, I like this little girl...... Uh" Kincaid saw Luke's interested eyes, "It's very energetic, and I have a daughter in the future who will be like her." ”

Luke sighed regretfully, "I thought your love had shifted its target." ”

Kincaid wiped a cold sweat that didn't exist: "I'll always love only my sonya." ”

Luke got up and picked up his backpack: "Let's go, unless you want to kill dozens of cops down there." ”

Kincaid also got up: "Dozens, are there so many?" ”

Luke: "Yes, there are at least twenty SWAT officers among them. ”

Michael was already waving at the door: "If you dare to touch them, believe it or not, the next time you come, SAS." ”

Now Kincaid was silent.

SAS is not to be messed with.

One or two Kincaid can still be scared, but once SAS is dispatched, it will not only come one or two, at least it will be a fully configured squad that can beat the injured Kincaid out.

The three of them walked out of the room, and Michael wanted to go to the right, but Luke grabbed him and gave him a few tactical sign language comparisons.

The two leaned into the stairwell, and the two people on the other side of the door just pushed the door in.

Almost at the same time, one was punched in the back of the head by Luke, and the other was choked by Michael's throat.

Boom!

Michael watched as Luke withdrew his fist from the face of the bandit in his arms, motioned to himself again, and reluctantly threw down the unconscious bandit and followed.

As soon as the two of them pushed open the door to the stairwell, there were two thumps behind them.

The two of them rolled their eyes almost in unison and turned their heads to look.

At the door of the stairwell on the other side, Kincaid had just lowered his gun: "Thank you for your protection, I was almost shot in the ass by these two guys." ”

Michael: "...... Well done, guess what those cops downstairs are going to do now? ”

Luke's keen ears could already hear several policemen downstairs shouting, "There are gunshots, there are gunshots upstairs." ”

The sound of rattling footsteps could also be heard from below the stairwell.

Luke sighed and pointed to the roof.

It's okay to kill some bandits, but there are dozens of police officers on official duty below, and he really doesn't want to do anything with them.

Gesturing to Michael, he helped Kincaid, and the three of them ran to the roof.

Kincaid had been prepared to endure hardships, but he was almost carried up to the top floor by Luke, and he smiled and wanted to speak.

Luke gestured to him and asked him to pause the chatter.

Michael rushed through the exit of the stairwell and continued to run to the top floor, where two sneaky gunmen emerged.

Bang! Syllable!

With a kick in the stomach and a slap in the face, Luke knocked the two bandits to the ground with a two-pronged move.

Murder is spared.

There's a bunch of cops down there, and he doesn't want the cops to run after his ass.

Anyway, the guy who was kicked in the stomach by him urinated blood for at least a week, and the slap was also a severe concussion, and if he didn't get it, his cornea would fall off or something.

Bang!

Michael, who was running in front, stopped his feet and turned his head to see that a bandit had just emerged from the staircase in the distance had been knocked down.

This shot, of course, was fired by the quick-handed Uncle Kincaid.

Luke put his hand on his forehead: "Kincaid, there are dozens of policemen downstairs, can't you keep a low profile?" You see, I'm just slapping and kicking my stomach. ”

Kincaid: "Next time I'm going to pay attention?" ”

Luke:...... I believe you're a ghost! You're a black bald head.

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