405. FBI's professional skills
Luke couldn't figure out one thing.
That's ......
When is he, leave it to others, an illusion that he is very honest, kind, and easy to bully.
Honest?
Kindness?
These things, Lu Ke may have had when he didn't enter the main god space, but after entering the main god space, he had already lost them.
Because in the main god space, honest people and kind people basically can't survive the third main god mission in the main god space.
As for the missiles that have just been fired twice, the damage that comes with them.
There's a jargon for that.
Incidental casualties.
And the impact of this kind of thing is also easy to solve.
Luke listened to the slightly angry words of Commander Maria Hill on the phone, and also gave a solution very intimately: "Commander Hill, I have a solution. β
Maria Hill on the other end of the phone temporarily put away the anger in her heart.
"What?"
"You make a report, and I'll approve it."
Lu Ke smiled and said: "Aegis can count the incidental casualties affected this time, and I will arrange for my people to make a reasonable calculation of the residual value of these people, and then make some full compensation for these casualties." β
In the world of capital, there is nothing that money cannot solve.
If there is.
That's not enough money.
Let's talk about it.
Luke directly hung up the call with Maria Hill, returned the phone to Natasha Romanov in front of him, and then turned to look at the noble son who was escorted to the helicopter, and looked at Natasha again: "It's time for you to finish here." β
Seoul police officers have arrived.
He was too lazy to deal with this kind of police officer who didn't even have his own sovereignty, and after finishing speaking, he walked straight towards the helicopter with Lucy and Xu Xialing.
Soon.
The helicopter soared into the air on the road that had turned into ruins, then turned around and made a quick move in the direction of the Yongsan Federation military base.
Natasha, who stayed in place, couldn't help frowning as she looked at the countless vehicles after the explosion and the various corpses lying on the road.
The Seoul police officers who got off their police cars also came to the scene, and after seeing this scene, their expressions were full of shock, and at the same time, all kinds of words like Xiba came out.
Yongsan base.
As soon as the helicopter landed, William Stryker, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped up and dragged Rucker, who had disembarked from the plane, aside.
"Wotrefak, the second fighter."
"Huh."
Luke was a little surprised by William Stryker: "Isn't that fighter plane's yours?" β
William Stryker, smiling coldly, didn't speak, just looked at Luke quietly.
Luke shrugged.
"Well, that's what I arranged."
βwhyοΌβ
"I'm afraid that you will be indecisive and delay the fighter."
"I ......"
William Stryker, who has lived so long and has only heard others say that he is "cruel", "cold", and "inappropriate", heard people say that he was "indecisive" for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel his brain twitch.
He wanted to say something to refute Ruke.
But......
William thought about it seriously, and he did seem to hesitate at the time.
After all, the reason for the launch of the first missile is very sufficient.
But with the second missile, there were not only hostages on board, but also civilians nearby......
All right.
Compared to the Rucker in front of me, who treats civilians like ants, I am indeed a little indecisive.
William Stryker opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but shake his head: "You are not worried at all, the matter here is reported back to your West Coast, what do the people of the West Coast think of you." β
Luke blinked: "My home base, William, what are you worried about, after the people of the West Coast know about it, they will only confirm my name as the Iron Chief once again." β
Since his debut, he has been known for his iron will.
Fight the hardest battles.
Gnaw on the hardest bones.
The most important point.
Luke looked at William Stryker with some amusement: "Also, William, I'm afraid you haven't forgotten whose hands are the public opinion on the West Coast." β
Although the power to control public opinion on the West Coast is in the hands of the major media groups on the West Coast.
But his fiancΓ©e's name is Rachel.
The first beautiful female host of West Coast Media, because of Rachel's relationship, Luke's relationship with the entire West Coast media industry has been maintained very well.
So from a certain point of view, Luke doesn't dare to say that he can control all public opinion, but when there is public opinion about him, he can control it.
As for beyond the West Coast?
The legs are on other people's bodies, and their mouths are on other people's faces.
He's not the kind of person who needs to live on the praise of others, nor is he the kind of garbage god who needs to rely on the worship of others.
Lu Ke dared to pat his chest and said.
His strength and status today are all due to his tireless efforts and hard work day and night.
Hearing this, William sighed again.
"You should have told me beforehand."
"It's not too late, and besides, the results are good, aren't they?"
Luke said with a smile, and then without waiting for William to speak again, he pulled William directly and walked towards the noble boy who had been thrown into the laboratory.
in the laboratory.
Noble son.
Wrong.
At this moment, Gui Gongzi was thrown on the floor of the laboratory like a disabled stray dog, his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was wide open, and his uncontrollable drool dripped on the floor, and soon gathered into a pool.
Behind the sight glass.
Luke took off his blazer and handed it to Lucy as he removed his watch, then said to Lucy and walked inside.
Just as he pushed the door open and walked into the room, the phone rang.
Alexander Pierce called.
Luke closed the door with his backhand, clipped his mobile phone, looked at the noble boy who was lying on the floor, and saw that he was struggling even more after coming in, pulled over a chair, pressed the noble son's head and sat down, rolled up his sleeves, and said this to Alexander Pierce on the other end of the phone.
The purpose of Alexander Pearce's call was also simple.
What happened just now on Handa South Road has reached the ears of the five overlords.
Of course.
Pierce didn't come to ask the teacher for his guilt, but to talk to Luke.
"The agent in Seoul has just filed a lawsuit."
"Sue?"
Lu Kele smiled: "I didn't sue this group of Xiba sticks to shield the murderer who kidnapped my daughter, they still have the face to complain." β
Alexander smiled.
"Maybe they didn't expect you to have so much energy, and besides, they didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous."
"They don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin."
Lu Ke sneered, and the Nepalese saber in his right hand casually slashed on the artery of the noble son's right leg under him, and then asked curiously: "You five overlord agents also held a special meeting for me, what did you say at the meeting?" β
Alexander didn't answer directly, but asked with some curiosity: "Do you know the agent of the Eastern Kingdom?" β
Luke denied: "What's wrong. β
Alexander then told Luke that in the impromptu teleconference just now, in the face of the cry of the Seoul agent, it was not he who first supported Luke, but the director of Dongguk.
So it was a bit of a surprise to him.
Luke was a little curious.
"What did the Eastern Council say?"
He told the Seoul agent that this matter is not justified by whoever cries, and the first thing to determine is whether their people are really involved in the kidnapping of the baby and are also involved in shielding this group of murderers.
"Really?"
When Lu Ke heard this, he raised his eyebrows: "I don't know the directors of the Eastern Kingdom, but it's on my side, I've given this group of sticks time, since they don't want to be decent, there's no way, I'll help them be decent." β
Alexander smiled: "That's fine, once this kind of thing happens, I guess the people in Seoul won't dare to get involved in this matter." β
Those who are afraid of death are afraid of those who are not afraid of death.
Those who are not afraid of death are afraid of being stunned.
Rucker has no doubt that this is the state he is in right now.
After the missile incident on the South Ham Road, in order to prevent Luke from going berserk again, if they let their people be buried together, no matter who else was helping Dr. Bai before, these people must re-evaluate the stakes of helping Dr. Bai.
That's when it happened.
Alexander Pierce seemed to hear something like a nightingale crying, and asked curiously, "What is your voice over there, so ugly?" β
Lu Ke sighed, glanced down at the noble son under him, smiled, and put the Nepalese saber in his hand aside: "I'm cooking the new ingredients, by the way, Pierce, have you ever eaten a 130-pound roast turkey?" β
Alexander Pierce instantly had a picture in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder, and then said a word directly to Luke, and then hung up the phone.
Lu Ke smiled, put the phone away, then moved the seat under him to the side, and then pressed the noble son on the floor against the wall, and looked at the noble boy with a blue nose and swollen face with a smile, and landed on the swollen eyes of the noble son.
"It might hurt a little later, bear with it." Lu Ke said softly: "There is no anesthetic, later, if you move and poke yourself blind, it's none of my business." β
said.
Lu Ke directly grabbed the Nepalese saber and handed it to the eyelid of the noble prince.
The noble son's eyes widened.
The next second.
The noble prince began to tremble uncontrollably.
Look outside the mirror.
Lucy and Xu Xialing couldn't help it at all, their faces changed greatly, they covered their lips, and then turned around and ran out of the laboratory in unison.
William Stryker's eyes lit up.
He thought to himself that he was also a master of torture, but now, he looked at the scene in front of him and finally understood.
On torture.
Or the FBI authentic.
in the laboratory.
Just when Lu Ke had just put down his saber, feeling that he hadn't done it for many years, and that his craft was a little rusty, the phone rang again.
Unknown number.
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