Chapter 504: Luo An is a dozen three, the identity of the suspected killer man
The moment two cold lights appeared behind Luo An, the corners of Barton-Pollard, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and an imperceptible sneer appeared on his hideous face.
Although I don't know how Luo An found out about himself just now, but this time, the two people behind him can definitely sneak attack and kill him.
Thinking of waiting for the picture of Roan spitting blood from his mouth and hating death, coupled with the constant pain from being shot in his right arm, Barton-Pollard instantly breathed heavily and became excited!
In the next second, the excitement in Barton-Pollard's heart came to an abrupt end.
Because Luo An seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, he suddenly moved forward to further dodge the sneak attack of the two cold lights, and then turned around and raised his weapon, aiming at the sneak attack, and the two pulled the trigger again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three shots from the left, three shots from the right, three bullets fired from the rifle on the left, accurately hit the two arms of the sneak attacker Noble Pollard.
Of the three bullets fired from the right, two missed, and only one hit the left arm of a middle-aged white man wearing a black coat with an inch head.
Noble Pollard and the middle-aged man had shock written in their eyes at the moment they were shot, not only did they not understand why Luo An reacted so quickly, but they also didn't understand how Luo An found out about them.
But now was not the time to ask questions, as Noble-Pollard and the middle-aged white man looked at each other, raised his dagger again and stabbed Roan.
Luo An's face was slightly gloomy, and he raised his rifle again to fight back, and suddenly, Barton Pollard, who was lying on the ground before, suddenly rushed up from behind, hugged Luo An tightly, and at the same time, he used crazy force like a fatal man, and raised the muzzle of the gun in Luo An's hand upward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
All three shots were missed, and they were fired at the top of the mine, and Noble Pollard also rushed to Roan's side, not only grabbed the rifle, but also cut the cold dagger at Roan's throat, and the dagger in the hand of the middle-aged white man also stabbed Roan in the lower abdomen.
Barton Pollard, who was holding Roan's body deadly, sneered when he saw this scene.
Roan's brain turned quickly, quickly let go of the hand holding the rifle, tilted his head to dodge the dagger in Noble Pollard's hand, and then directly turned his body, using Barton Pollard behind him as a shield, blocking the path of the middle-aged white dagger.
Poof-
The sound of the weapon plunging into his body came, and Barton-Pollard's face froze instantly, and the dagger of the middle-aged white man stabbed into his body.
βFucβββ
Barton Pollard raised his eyebrows in anger, and before he could finish his curse words, the familiar force came, and Roan grabbed Barton Pollard's arm, threw him out and knocked him down, and then Roan swept with a whip kick, kicking the middle-aged white man back several steps.
βMother-Fu-kerοΌ
Cocorland! You cousin guy definitely did it on purpose! You are revenge! β
Barton Pollard, who was lying on the ground, stared at the middle-aged white man and scolded, and the middle-aged white man covered his stomach that was kicked by Luo An and showed an ugly smile:
"Don't talk about these useless things, it's most important to get rid of the common enemy first, isn't it?"
Barton Pollard continued to curse, and Noble Pollard helped him to get up from the ground, then aimed the rifle he had just snatched at Roan, and said with a sneer:
"Do you have any last words you'd like to say? Damn the FBI. β
"Not so much, because the gun had no bullets."
Luo An grinned and shook the rifle magazine in his hand, just now he found that the other party was about to grab the gun, so he took the first step back and took back the rifle magazine.
ββ¦β¦ Fu-kοΌ β
When Noble Pollard saw this, his face suddenly darkened, and he threw his rifle aside and scolded Roan at the same time.
Next to him, Barton Pollard's face changed, and he pulled out a pistol from his lower back.
This is the pistol he stole from Luo An's back just now while he was not paying attention.
Looking down and taking a closer look, sure enough, there was no magazine.
ββ¦β¦βx3
Seeing Barton-Pollard's face black to death, eager to bite his own expression, Roan grinned, feeling a little embarrassed:
"Because I was worried that the weapon would be snatched away, I first withdrew the pistol magazine and the bullets in the barrel."
"You **%@#/......"
Hearing this, the Pollard brothers scolded even more, and Luo An didn't hear it, turned his head to the middle-aged white man next to him, and asked:
"Your name is Cockland?"
"That's his fake name."
Without waiting for Cocorland to reply, Barton Pollard replied, bending over his pockets:
"He's the guy who killed our teammates."
Luo An's eyes moved, and he asked:
"You brothers, and that Francisco, why did you kidnap Coglin? Can you tell me?
And, Cockran, who the hell are you? β
"I've watched too many movies, Mr. FBI."
Barton Pollard sneered, pulled two syringes out of his pocket, and said:
"Do you think we're going to be like those brainless villains in the movie, we'll answer whatever you ask?"
As he spoke, Barton-Pollard handed one of the two syringes to Noble Pollard next to him, and then the two of them pulled out the cap and slammed the needle into the muscle that had been shot.
Luo An was very sure that in this world, there were no biochemical weapons or biochemical potions, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of something, and frowned:
"Adrenaline?"
"Guess."
The Pollard brothers replied with a sneer, and Luo An breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their bodies shaking and their breathing gradually becoming faster after they finished injecting the potion.
He knew how the human body would react after using adrenaline, and the Pollard brothers reacted exactly the same way, and Luo An suddenly threw away some of the thoughts in his mind and let go of the big stone in his heart.
After the adrenaline injection, the Pollard brothers' necks were bruised, and the pain of being hit by the bullet was much more depressed.
"Kill him!"
The brothers threw a look at Cochran, who was next to them, roared, and slammed their daggers at Roan.
"Mr. Detective, I've marked more of the marks you made earlier. Trust me, your teammates won't have time to save you! β
The guy with the suspected name of Cockland is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he first shouted a few words to suppress Luo An's psychological defense, hoping that Luo An would have a flaw in the next battle, and then he joined the battle with a dagger.
However, Luo An did not panic about this, because he had always turned on the "emotional perception" in his mind, and he had just relied on it to discover the sneak attack of the three people, and now he also relied on it to feel the emotions of Winslow and the others, who were not very far from here.
Facing the three enemies who rushed up with murderous aura, Luo An snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and took out the dagger from the pocket next to his thigh, and rushed forward directly without retreating!
Bite! Bite! Bite!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
For a moment, the dim tunnel, which was small and lit only by the flashlight on the tip of the rifle, was filled with the sound of daggers colliding with metal and the muffled grunt of flesh.
Because of the adrenaline, the Pollard brothers exchanged injuries for injuries, their eyes were red, and they attacked Luo Ann like a desperate madness.
Snort β
Before he could dodge, a cold light flashed, and a wound was cut on Luo An's left arm.
Kicking Barton Pollard away, feeling the pain in the wound, and seeing the red blood flowing from the wound, the light in Luo An's eyes became colder, but a smile appeared on his face, and he picked up the dagger and rushed into the battlefield again!
Angry, Roan's heart was beating wildly, his attack speed and strength were a level higher than before, and the more the Pollard brothers and Cockland fought, the more frightened they became, their pupils constricted, and their faces full of hell.
Because they found that after Luo An was familiar with the moves of the three of them, he actually began to press the three of them to fight alone!
The Pollard brothers' lips trembled, but they still carried the wounds on their bodies and kept attacking Roan, while Cochran was in a hurry, he didn't want to fight Roan anymore, and tried to escape a few times but was always pulled back to the battlefield by Roan!
"Roan!"
"They're here!"
At this moment, Winslow and a group of SWAT players suddenly appeared not far away, and the Pollard brothers and Cockland were taken aback.
Taking advantage of the moment's distraction between the three of them, a dazzling white light flashed from the dagger in his hand, and Luo An's figure flickered like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he broke the tendons and hamstrings of the two Pollard brothers and kicked them to the ground.
A frightened Corcoran tried to flee, but Luo An kicked him hard in the waist with a familiar whip leg, and under the terrifying force, Corcoran directly slammed into the wall uncontrollably.
Luo An moved to his side and raised the dagger, and Corcorran, who was so painful that he couldn't stand up, saw this scene like a ghost falling into an ice cellar, and suddenly shouted loudly:
"I'm the CIA! I know who the robbers are! I know the truth about the bank robbery! β
(End of chapter)