Chapter 670

With this vision, the figure of the middle-aged bandit leader also looms in the dust shelter, like a demon.

Luke held his chest in both hands. He was not surprised. His blood red eyes flashed. He seemed to be looking at the stunt like ability of the movie.

"Ah!" In a loud roar, the middle-aged bandit leader rushed to Luke and grabbed him with both hands.

Luke raised his eyebrows and let him grasp his hands.

"Die for me!" The middle-aged bandit leader is very happy and drinks violently in his mouth.

Then No response.

He couldn't believe it: "no way, why didn't you sand? Die! "

As a result Still no response.

On Luke's two handed armour, there was nothing unusual except that he was pressed by the middle-aged bandit leader with two gray fingerprints.

The middle-aged bandit leader suddenly woke up. His ability could not deal with this armour at all, nor hurt this man in it.

His face changed so much that he wanted to run as soon as he turned.

But just turned around, a big hand pinched his back neck skin: "it's a pity. Your ability is much weaker than I thought! "

Luke, of course, didn't care if the bandit leader touched the armour.

He is only 1.88 meters tall and 2.1 meters tall. How many barriers are there between them? I don't know.

Not to mention bat battle armor can also eject instantly and remove some external armor.

However, the back neck of the middle-aged bandit leader suddenly loosened, and Luke felt that the part he pinched was like quicksand.

He finally got a little interested: "so, this ability is used to protect life? Look at my - Tianma meteor fist! "

The middle-aged bandit leader just heard this inexplicable shooting star and fist, and his whole body fell the fist like a raindrop.

He immediately screamed wildly, and roared in his heart: it's so obvious that he's blind!

Yes! The middle-aged bandit leader has been beaten by Luke on the ground with a fist. It's not a fist technique at all. Anyone who has seen UFC can understand that situation.

The ability of the middle-aged bandit leader can't face the raindrop like fist at all. Moreover, his ability is not strong, and he needs to concentrate to use it.

Luke's fist broke most of his upper body bones, except his head and neck.

Five seconds later, Luke stood up, throwing away the middle-aged bandit.

Walking around the warehouse, he kicked off all the bandits' legs one by one, and then kicked off all their guns, including the first few people he had bound.

The only lucky one was the first bald man to scare off a pistol.

As the first guy who dropped his gun and only dared to shiver and move from beginning to end, the bald man was unharmed.

Many bandits have been looking at him with hatred: you traitor!

This lucky bald head roared in his heart: I don't want to surrender, my gun is Scared!

But looking at all the gangsters who broke their legs and the boss who was beaten into a puddle of mud, I'm glad to see you bareheaded again: you laugh at my cowardice at ordinary times.

All of a sudden, Luke stood in front of his bald head. A dark shadow of two meters covered the bandit, and his body began to shake violently.

Luke's hands made a few gestures, and he followed the instructions, lying down with his bare head and hands on his back.

Then He was tied up by the straps and thrown aside.

In less than five minutes, all the bandits were tied to death.

Luke went back to the middle-aged bandit leader and took out a coin: "bet, is this coin positive or negative?"

The middle-aged bandit head is biting his teeth: "if I win, what can I say?"

Luke: "give you ten chances, as long as you get three net wins, I will let go of your lower body. No bet, I'll step on your third leg and see if it can grow again. "

The middle-aged bandit head shivered all over, and his last heart of resistance disappeared. His ability is absolutely impossible to repair his own bird.

His eyes flashed with resentment and fear, and he bit his teeth and nodded, "OK."

He vowed to kill this shit Batman.

Silver coins flying between, ten consecutive gambling completed, Luke stood up in silence.

The middle-aged bandit head is full of desperation. He lost seven times just now, and he lost four times.

"No, I have money, don't..." he cried in horror A big foot has been mercilessly raised and stepped on, raised and stepped on, just like ordinary people stepping on cockroaches.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

"Ah ah!" The middle-aged bandit leader screams wildly, but his body can only be twisted like a bug on the ground.

Looking at his miserable situation, Luke thought about it. He took out the syringe and gave him a needle.

The scream of the middle-aged bandit leader soon stopped, and then he passed out in a coma.

It's a powerful anesthetic.

Although the middle-aged bandit leader is now called miserable, once he starts to use his ability to repair himself, he may still be able to recover and escape.

The safest way to do that is to put him in a coma.System: you beat Buckley Williams to get a list of his abilities.

Buckley Williams ability: basic fighting, basic guns Rudimentary desertification (can't learn)

Luke won by tossing a coin, but he found that this guy's ability was useless. Of course, he didn't get angry and talked to him again.

His figure also walked out of the warehouse gate, accelerated to run, then flew off the ground, gliding in the night sky.

In a black SUV, two FBI agents are quietly watching the street.

The man in the back seat just sat up and yawned, "OK, you can lie down for a while in two minutes."

The driver let out a sound and continued to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

The agent in the back moved his body and complained: "when is this day? My wife and son were scared by the two-day earthquake, but I had to work overtime every day. If this continues, I will be divorced. "

The driver sighed at last, and his condition was not much better.

"No way, who let the beeper give the reward?" He comforted his partner and said: "the CIA, DEA and our leaders all want to fish, but those fish are not stupid. As long as we catch two groups of people who are not afraid of death, there should not be many people in the back who are stupid. We don't need to work overtime in a row like this. "

The partner in the back seat mumbled twice and squeezed into the front seat from the middle space.

In a little rustle, he finally adjusted his sitting position comfortably and took out a cigarette from his chest: "do you want to?"

The driver shook his head and said, "smoking your second-hand smoke is enough to refresh me. Open the window a little and breathe."

In car monitoring, of course, this operation is extremely irregular, but the two did not find any abnormality in two days, and they didn't care about it under the upset mood.

The partner laughed, opened the window of the copilot's car for five centimeters, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "if the wife runs away with her son, only this old friend can accompany me to pass the time."

The driver sneered: "you can live a few more years if you smoke less. Otherwise, you will die, and your wife and son will belong to others. "