Chapter 1101

UAV lens is through the stealth state of Luke, shooting the killer's own image, the above image appears a slight distortion.

Ordinary people may easily ignore this abnormality, but the killer of this technology flow obviously likes to search for the root and look closely with his mobile phone in doubt.

Just then, a voice sounded behind him: "Oh, you know too much."

Before the killer had any time to respond, his back brain clicked and his eyes turned black.

Then his cell phone was removed and the drone landed.

A few seconds later, the roof was empty again.

A little twisted air several leaps, in the dense apartment building on the top of the rapid skimming, fell dozens of meters away on the fire stairs.

A killer just opened a window in a room, just wanted to come out of it, he felt the strong wind coming, and his heart and mouth were shaking heavily. Meanwhile, he fell back paralyzed.

But before he landed, he lost consciousness.

The two bedrooms in the room didn't hear anything, only the door with a crack open proved that someone had come here.

……

Matt was depressed.

He hasn't met many good things recently. He's had a lot of bad luck.

After the disappearance of those ninjas in red, the power of Jin he disappeared, the Russian gangs were all destroyed, the Irish gangs were washed twice, and all kinds of small and medium-sized gangs were also unlucky.

Clinton district's security has been greatly improved, but he has been injured again and again.

Sickle cutting, shooting, electrotherapy and sedation all happened in just over two months.

His career as a vigilante was suddenly surprisingly colorful.

Fortunately, it's all worth it.

Although Karen and he had just made some progress, he was strongly inserted by another woman and his ex girlfriend, which seemed to be torn apart, but his mission was to save the hell kitchen and the innocent people who met the danger.

Girlfriend is a kind of thing. If it's gone, it's gone. Maybe he shouldn't have a girlfriend.

Otherwise, why is the ex girlfriend now.

The trouble is that ex girlfriend not only upset his new feelings, but also brought a bigger problem.

She asked him to help solve the problem, but she was still in love with him.

But Matt really didn't want to get involved with her, but he didn't know how to send his twisted ex girlfriend away.

Under his distress, he can only rely on coming out every night to beat, ah no, it's chivalry and justice to relieve the tense nerves, so as to barely survive.

Clinton district is too calm, so he came to Harlem district further north.

But tonight, Ma, a lawyer who was used to sitting on the top of the building, suddenly found that there were many strangers around who had the same hobbies as himself.

There were obviously guns in the little sounds from them.

These people are not one or two, but are pouring in from all directions.

Matt's hearing is enough, but his brain is not enough.

Many people can see hundreds and thousands of people at the same time, but they can't remember the faces of hundreds and thousands of people at the same time, and record their expressions at the same time.

So just because Matt can hear doesn't mean he can monitor.

Not only that, a lot of alleys began to appear rapid footsteps, but there was no call for help and gunfire.

Is there a gang going to burn here?

The idea passed in a flash, and Matt vetoed it.

These people are completely independent, even if their actions are very professional, but at the top of the sky, there are only three or five people in a group.

The gang fire is not only a group of weak chickens fighting in disorder, or small heads conducting limited command, and then the two sides across the street, far from the professional action of these people.

Before lawyer Ma can figure it out, he's in bad luck.

His keen perception made him aware of the danger. Suddenly, he rolled over, swung the short stick in his hand, and the head of the stick flew out.

Dong!

A killer who had just raised his rifle and aimed it at Matt's back was stabbed in the chest by the head of a fast-moving stick and stepped back two steps.

Matt's face changed.

The sound is wrong. The head of the stick is not hitting the muscle, but something hard.

Don't wait for the killer's reaction, Matt shakes his wrist, drags the steel wire rope behind his head, circles the killer's upper body and ties it up.

He pulled back hard, and the killer fell to the ground.

Matt pounced on him, held him down and whispered, "who are you? Why do you want to kill me? "

The killer didn't answer. He felt the sabre between his legs.

Matt's movement was faster, and another short stick stuck in his armpit without hesitation.

Click.

The assassin cried out in pain. The short stick stabbed him in the ribs where he didn't insert the board, and his ribs broke in seconds.

The hero didn't suffer from the immediate loss, and the killer decisively said the purpose of his pursuit of the night devil John.He was also extremely depressed in the mind of being subdued: how could he know that would happen.

At present, this guy is wearing a neurotic dark red coat, even his face is covered, which is not his goal at all.

He just wanted to kill this man and occupy the observation position here as soon as possible.

When he finished the task, he was always so straightforward and didn't mind cleaning up the civilians who delayed his work.

After a few words, a short stick fell heavily before he begged for mercy.

In the clicking sound, the killer's hands and legs were broken, and his ankles and fingers were smashed.

Matt doesn't kill people, but he doesn't want to be merciful to those who kill and make money.

If you break your ankle like this, you can walk in the future. Don't think about running and jumping fast.

It's OK to eat and drink water with such a broken finger. It's impossible to kill with a gun stably.

It can be said that the killer will retire tonight.

Tie his hands and feet with the killer's clothes, take out the killer's cell phone, call the police, say the address, and Matt just goes.

According to what the killer said just now, a lot of colleagues came here tonight to chase and kill a super killer named night devil.

These unscrupulous killers are on fire. I don't know how many innocent people will be affected. We should stop them anyway.

……

Luke reached out and put it around the corner.

A killer was fast approaching, bowing, with the gun in his hand raised vigilantly.

He just seemed to see the night devil running into the alley here. The suit and beard were too conspicuous, and he didn't seem to notice his appearance.

Two meters behind him, follow his partner and guard the rear from time to time.

The muzzle and head of the gun protruded out of the corner. He found nothing, so he turned around the corner and went on.

He didn't know. A big transparent hand was twenty centimeters above his head.

After he passed, the companion behind him put his neck on his big hand.

Click.

The companion's neck bone makes a slight sound. The killer in front of him feels something is wrong, so he wants to turn his head.

Click.

He has a small dent in the back of his brain.

Two bodies fell down and were dragged back to the alley.