Chapter 702

“…… good。” Michael choked.

“…… It's a shame. " Russell's face was complicated and he pushed the door out.

Michael looked at the closed door and suddenly clapped his head angrily: "Damn it! Why do I say that? "

“good！ It seems you're not stupid yet. " In the living room, Luke finally said something.

Michael looked sideways. "Ha?"

Luke shrugged. "Haven't you had a girlfriend for a long time? Well, maybe when you were rich, you had some "female" friends, but the only one who really loved you was this little girl

Michael squints his dead eyes: "how old are you? Do you know what love is? "

Luke: because I don't have a girlfriend, I don't need to worry about love, young man

Michael's lips moved, but he found it irrefutable. He could only change the subject and pointed to Kincaid: "should I change clothes for your friend?"

Luke held his chest in both hands and looked at him strangely, "what are you doing here?"

Michael also looked back at him strangely: "protect this damn old guy."

Luke laid out his hand: "so he's your target, not mine. Besides, I'm not familiar with him. How can I help him change clothes? "

This is a non chieftain old man. The devil wants to help him change his clothes.

Michael choked again. A moment later, he gave a thumbs up: "I'm so lucky to be your friend."

Luke didn't care.

Lucky? of course.

It's easy to find someone to help change clothes in the world, but it's hard to find someone to help.

Kincaid woke up from a coma, looked at the blood bag he was hanging from, and then looked at his other hand: "what's this particular ghost?"

Michael tidies up his gear: "handcuffs. Have you not forgotten that you are a prisoner? "

Kincaid: No, I mean, who changed this "fashionable" dress for me

"You're lucky I brought two sets of laundry?" Michael began to put on his coat.

Kincaid looked at his "new" dress, which was a suit with a vest: "this dress is kiriki, do you dare to wear it? Let me guess. You bought it when you were a bodyguard a few years ago? You were like a little girl, ha ha. "

Michael curled his mouth and ignored the question.

Kincaid: "well, I don't seem to be wearing underpants? It feels a little chilly. "

Luke finally said, "he made it for you, not me."

Michael rolled his eyes: Thank you so much.

But he said, "you're wearing them, or I won't change your pants, OK?"

Kincaid said, "it's boring."

Suddenly, an old turntable phone in the room rang.

All three frowned.

Michael quickly stood up: "this is the Interpol safe house. If no one answers the phone, or if there's a problem with the identity confirmation, they'll send someone to check. "

Luke's ear moved: "it's like It's already here. "

He slightly opened the curtains, and saw several police cars in the street not far away with their lights on, and rushed over with their sirens.

And downstairs two black SUVs just stopped, down eight guys with guns rushed in, it's not the way for the police.

Interpol did have a traitor, who even got to the safe house before the police.

Michael quickly released Kincaid's handcuffs.

But Kincaid was always there: "what about the little beautiful policeman? Well, it's Russell, isn't it

Luke: let's go

"Hell, I like this little girl Well, "Kincaid saw Luke's interested eyes:" it's very energetic. I'll have a daughter like her in the future. "

Luke sighed regretfully, "I thought your love had shifted its purpose."

Kincaid wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist: "I only love my Sonia forever."

Luke got up and picked up his backpack. "Let's go, unless you want to kill dozens of policemen below."

Kincaid also followed up: "dozens, so many?"

Luke: Yes, at least 20 of them are special police

Michael has waved at the door: "you dare to move them, believe it or not, the next time you come, SAS."

Now Kincaid is silent.

SAS is not easy to mess with.

One or two Kincaid can still connect, but once SAS is out, it will not only come one or two, at least it is a fully configured team, which can play the injured Kincaid.

When the three men walked out of the room, Michael wanted to go right, but Luke held him and gave him some tactical sign language.

The two leaned against the stairwell, just opposite the door when they pushed in.

Almost at the same time, one man got Luke's punch in the back of his head, and the other was caught in Michael's throat.Dong!

Michael watched Luke withdraw his fist from the face of the gangster in his arms, and then motioned to himself. He reluctantly dropped the comatose gangster and followed him.

As soon as they opened the stairwell door, two thumps came from behind.

The two men almost rolled their white eyes together and looked around.

On the other side of the stairwell door, Kincaid just put down his gun: "thank you for your protection, almost let me be shot by these two guys from the bottom."

Michael: " Well done. What do you think the police downstairs are going to do? "

Luke's keen ear had heard several policemen shouting downstairs: "there was a gunshot. There was a gunshot upstairs."

The clattering of footsteps also came from under the stairwell.

Luke sighed and pointed to the roof.

It's OK to kill some bandits, but here are dozens of police officers on official business. He really doesn't want to fight with them.

Gestured to Michael, he held on to Kincaid, and the three ran to the top of the building.

Kincaid had been prepared to suffer, but as a result, he almost got to the top floor by Luke, and he wanted to talk with a smile.

Luke made a gesture to him to stop the conversation.

The front Michael just rushed through the stairwell exit, continues to run to the top floor, the stairwell drilled two sneaky gunmen.

Bang! PA!

With one kick in the stomach and one slap in the face, Luke beat the two bandits to the ground.

No killing.

Here's a bunch of cops. He doesn't want the cops running after his ass.

Anyway, the guy who was kicked in the middle of his stomach had to urinate for at least one week, and the one who was slapped in the ear was also a severe concussion. If he didn't do well, his cornea would fall off.

Bang!

Michael, who was running in front of him, stopped his feet and turned around to see that a gangster just came out of the stairs in the distance was knocked down.

This shot, of course, was fired by the quick brother Kincaid.

Luke held his forehead with his hands: "Kincaid, there are dozens of policemen downstairs. Can't you keep a low profile? You see, I only slap my ears and kick my stomach. "

Kincaid: next time I pay attention

Luke: I‘m not buying it! You have a black bald head.