Chapter 707

Luke didn't kill the mercenaries.

It's a square where people come and go. The dead are easy to cause psychological shadow to children.

After the four shots, Hadley's fat car turned around from the side, only the mercenary with legs screaming outside attracted curious passers-by.

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"You know, I told her today that I forgave her."

"Hey, few women want to be forgiven, which makes them think they have made a mistake."

The chatter duo continued to wrangle.

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I want to know what love is, I want you to show me

Poof! Poof!

Two mercenaries sitting on the chair were shot by one of them, and they immediately fell down together with their butts in their arms and screamed.

Hadley chubby slightly increased his speed, close to an SUV, and glided at a constant speed.

Poop poop poop!

Two mercenaries, who were opening the door, were beaten into the car and the driver in the driver's seat was shot.

Another black SUV was launched, and the mercenaries on it clearly intended to use movement to reduce the possibility of being attacked.

With two shots, Luke blew up the rear wheel on one side of the SUV. The car swerved, smashed the railings and fell into the river.

Look at the three mercenaries that are popping out of the car, Luke popping three guns and hitting them on the shoulder.

The three unlucky men screamed, gululu drank a stomach of yellow, green, yellow and green water, and struggled to float again.

There were warm-hearted people on the side who wanted to save them. As a result, they saw three people waving their guns to the shore.

A large number of warm-hearted people immediately scattered, many people while running out of the mobile phone alarm.

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"Yes, I want to forget about heize..."

“what？ Wait, which heize? "

"Kurosawa Chongshi, my client. Russell revealed heize's itinerary and let him be ambushed and assassinated... "

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Is there anything funny?"

"Hahahaha, I killed heize. At the airport, right? My target was not him, but your Land Rover team was so conspicuous that I glanced by. I recognized the arms dealer and shot him by the way. "

“what？”

"300 meters away, through a window the size of a c cup, bang! Because of this shot, I got another bonus. I thought you knew I killed him! "

The chatter duo are still talking.

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Luke's side laughs.

What is the most tragic thing in the world?

For Michael, maybe he thought he was the victim all the time, and finally found out that he wronged his beautiful and hot girlfriend because of a non chieftain, and all the girls in the money business failed.

Luke was so happy that he had to adjust for a while before Hadley caught up with an SUV around the square.

Poop poop poop!

The mercenary in the SUV was screamed by a series of bullets.

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"Why do you hit me in the face?" Some non chieftain screamed.

"Let's break up!" A security guard roared.

The chatter ended.

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At this moment, the square is a little disordered at last.

Luke knocked over twenty mercenaries in one breath.

Although they didn't kill anyone, these guys were shot. After screaming, they were found bleeding. Some of them were found with guns. The enthusiastic masses immediately informed the police. They timidly took their friends and ran away. They also told others to leave.

Mercenaries and Interpol all know that Kincaid is very good to his wife and will not give up her running alone.

So the two sides set up people near the detention center, waiting for blackhead to save his wife.

Now, Luke, a black guy who swipes his experience points, stabs his feet horizontally, directly exposing mercenaries to the eyes of Interpol.

Mercenaries who have been shot black by someone are very difficult to escape, and they have been caught by Interpol.

However, Michael was so angry that he didn't care. When he came out of the bell tower, he sat down in the open-air pub not far away.

"Two vodka for me!"

"How hard do you work for me? I've got everything ready, but I don't think of a mistake. I'll end up with that damn bullet, a window the size of the c cup. " Michael's hands were bigger than the size of the c cup, and his twitching fingers seemed to pinch something.

The bartender in front of him unconsciously shrank back, and his hands blocked his chest.Drunkards are not uncommon, and drunkards who attack men's breasts are not uncommon! This is Holland, this is Amsterdam.

Men harass men. That's what the law recognizes as family name harassment.

Luke looked at the mercenaries around the square who could not bear it. "How many people did duhovich find to kill them? It's over fifty. "

Even though he cleaned more than 30 mercenaries, several of them drew close to him when Kincaid came out of the bell tower.

Forget it, be simple and rough! Anyway, there are duhovich and Kincaid. Someone made the lightest decision in his mind.

Bang bang bang!

Luke made up his mind that a mercenary who could not hold his breath was simpler and rougher than him. He took out his gun and fired at Kincaid, who was more than ten meters away.

You mercenaries are the most annoying. They have no technical content! Muttering in his heart, Luke's armpit shot pops again.

The rough mercenary was dealt with more simply.

But at the beginning of the simple and rough battle, the square was in a mess.

Several of the approaching mercenaries stopped covering up, took out their guns and fired at Kincaid.

The sudden fierce gunfire scared the people in the square, some of them running around, some lying behind the shelter, some shouting at the police.

Sirens sounded all around.

Interpol and Amsterdam's police had plans, and now they use them immediately.

It's a pity that their standard is far from that of the mercenary. When they arrived at the two cars, they were smashed by the mercenary's windows and hit the roadside.

Kincaid was attacked by four or five mercenaries with a slight charge.

He is good at shooting, but he can't resist firing 20 or 30 meters away from others. Within this distance, it's difficult for a pistol to connect with a micro punch.

The old man jumped out with his back on. When he needed to be careful, he was never vague.

Under the cover of all kinds of shelters, he ran more than ten meters, and jumped into a speedboat by the river with a flying swoop. He said "soryy" in his mouth. He dragged the pilot up and threw him to the bank. As soon as the accelerator was increased, the speedboat rushed out.

Kincaid killed people for nothing, but he never wanted to fight innocents, let alone fight in this crowded square.

He will be wary of the people in the square, not the mercenaries. The

speedboat swung a large white bubble of water away.

Many of Amsterdam's rivers are small canals, with a distance of more than 10 meters between the two sides. The speedboats can neither drive fast nor completely avoid the shooting on the riverside road.

When the mercenaries found out that Kincaid had slipped, they didn't give up. They drove after him.