Luke's face was full of righteousness and righteous words: "Dukhovich, a butcher who exterminates humanity, must be judged justly." ”

Russell glanced at the fact that a certain black bald head next to him was already singing love songs into the phone, and he always felt that these two people were not normal.

Unfortunately, now that they are the only two teammates, she can only say, "He's not your friend?" ”

Luke grinned: "This friendship is not deep enough to help him deal with Interpol." Agent Russell, do you also have friends who are willing to break the law for them and fight the police? ”

Russell was speechless.

She can't say it directly, because Kincaid doesn't abide by the law, so by the way, I suspect that this Mr. "Cool Bird" is also law-abiding!

She can only acquiesce to Luke's request to join the gang.

What else can I do? She couldn't beat Kincaid, and she didn't have the confidence to deal with this mysterious Cool Bird.

She could only pin her hopes on the reinforcement she had brought in, and that person would be qualified to talk to these two guys.

Thinking of that reinforcement, she couldn't help but sigh again.

Seeing the two people sitting on each side of the room, she scratched her head even more: Why do capable men have so many problems!

Two hours later, there was a knock on the door.

Russell looked at Luke, and received a nod from him.

The door opened, and a man was let in.

However, before the man and the woman could enter the living room, they made a small noise in the hallway of the door.

Luke listened with relish from the sidelines.

That's right! If there is no big gossip between men and women, it is not called love.

Where is love as sweet as Kincaid said, this kind of situation of tearing up and beeping together is the norm.

Over there, Kincaid was also woken up by the sound of a grudge arguing.

Looking at Luke, who was listening to the gossip there and laughing, he rolled his eyes: sure enough, he was a slut.

After listening for a moment, Kincaid became impatient, propped up the mop and crutches he had found temporarily, walked to the door of the living room, and looked at the two people arguing.

At this moment, the dispute between the two has reached the point of talking with chickens and ducks: "Do you know? Last Thursday a pack of white flour blew out of the back door of a three-hundred-pound banker, well, right in the back seat of my car. You know, the back seat of the car is not leather, it's cloth. ”

"Okay, Michael, I don't have time to ......"

“…… You make up what it feels like when I wash the car......"

"Michael, I don't have time to you......"

"I have a chance to sell that car......"

"That's enough, Michael! I didn't betray you, I just, put! You! Fling! Finish! ……”

“……”

"Michael, you always want to blame me for the fault......" Russell's voice was high-pitched for a moment, then lowered for the afternoon, and sighed helplessly: "This time the escort target is inside." According to the agreement, you do this task well, I will help you get back the 3A rating, and stop talk about you forgiving me, I don't need it. ”

Kincaid had a toothache on his face, and he felt that he didn't want to listen: "Hey, it's the person who sent the blood to arrive...... Ugh"

“WTF！”

The two men facing each other at the doorway said this almost in unison, and Kincaid's gun was raised.

The person who came reacted very quickly, and immediately slapped his hand away and hit the door frame.

Kincaid, who was in pain, involuntarily let go of the gun, but pulled out another gun from behind his waist with his other hand.

With a squeeze of both hands, the man locked his hand and slammed it on the door frame on the other side, knocking the gun off as well.

At the same time, he pulled out his free hand and pulled it towards his waist.

Kincaid was also quick, with one knee between his legs.

The man clamped his legs, and the hand that drew the gun pressed on the dreaded knee.

The two of them slammed into the wall of the hall.

Kincaid's hand touched the man's armpit and pulled out a pistol, and the man also pulled out the gun from his waist with a different hand, and the muzzles of the two men pointed at each other's heads almost simultaneously.

The next moment, both of them felt their guns tighten.

Looking sideways, I found Luke standing beside the two with a smile on his face, squeezing the hands of the two holding guns: "I think it's better to give a blood transfusion to an elderly person first, and then you guys will fight slowly, how about it?" ”

"Who are you?" The visitor looked at Luke in a daze.

Kincaid breathed a sigh of relief.

He had forgotten that he had a "companion", even if that "companion" was not very reliable.

"You stupid bodyguard really have two hits...... Uh" glared at the comer, and then cursed, Kincaid's head dizzy, rolled his eyes, and fell backwards.

Luke sighed helplessly and looked at Kincaid.

This guy is still carrying one hand by himself, and the whole person is hanging in the air with soft steps, just like a female dancer who is hanging in the ballroom dance.

He resisted the urge and instead of throwing the old fellow out, he dragged him back to the living room couch.

Turning his head to look at the person at the door, Luke gestured, "Where's the blood?" Lose to this old fellow, or he'll continue to faint. ”

Someone smashed it, smashed it, and finally put away his gun and walked in with a box of blood bags.

Russell was stunned for a moment before he finally came to his senses and put away the few guns that had fallen on the ground.

She didn't know that Kincaid had hidden so many guns on her.

After a while, Luke sat down by the window with great interest, pretending to look at the scenery, and heard a couple of infatuated men and women arguing again.

“…… What the? You asked me to escort this murderer? Twenty-seven times he tried to kill me, no, counting just now, twenty-eight times......"

"Kincaid is a witness! If he is not sent to testify before the international criminal tribunal in The Hague tomorrow, Dukhovic will be acquitted......"

"Why don't you just take him to The Hague there?"

"I can't! There were moles in Interpol, and all 18 elite operatives in the morning escort team were killed, including six GIPNs. ”

"Ha, you call them Elite? I think it's more appropriate to say they're kind. ”

Michael, a young man under the age of thirty, has very handsome facial features, but his face is full of scruffy beard, he looks very sad when he looks at it, and he has a lot of sassy words in his mouth.

Well, there is a fight with Kincaid's riot.

And while tearing up with his "ex" girlfriend Agent Russell, he also threw Kincaid in the face of the unconscious with a playing card, and the card slapped Kincaid's face with a crackle.

Luke didn't bother to care, anyway, the old guy's black skin was quite thick.

The man and woman became excited again as they talked, and walked to the bedroom.

Luke thought that there would be the kind of plot in the movie where quarrels don't work, so he uses his body to fight the winner.

Unfortunately, in less than two minutes, the two came out of it again, and Russell even put on her coat - she was going to put it on.

“…… Why do you believe me? Because I never lied to you. In the hall at the door, Russell's voice was a little choked: "...... Complete this mission, I will help you get back the triple-A evaluation, and you will be able to live the life of a superior person before. And then, let's never get in touch again, OK? ”