Chapter 1091

If the advance of kemora guard can be more stable, the chance to find Luke is not small, but they are really a little impatient.

Luke quietly waited until the third person rushed through the fork, and the fourth person moved to the middle of the fork, and instantly moved his side body out, holding HK416 firmly with both hands, and gently pulled the trigger.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The fourth guard fell in front of him, and the fifth one just rushed to the middle of the fork and fell in a similar manner.

The sixth guard showed most of his body.

He reacted quickly, looking frightened, trying to take back the step he had just taken.

But it's too late.

Bang bang!

Once again a two shot, his chest and abdomen burst out two blood, became the third street fighter.

"Enemy!"

"He's in the fork."

"This way, the assassins are on the southwest passage 2."

After seven or eight seconds of confusion, the seven guards covered each other and rushed in.

Before that, the hidden position of Luke's station was empty.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Luke's figure emerged quietly from the passage behind them. The gun was aimed at the back to the intersection, and he was touching the guard in the depth of the fork. In an instant, it was a clean single shot.

The four guards were shot in the back almost at the same time. They were beaten forward and couldn't afford to fall to the ground.

The three in front of us are shocked and turn around subconsciously.

Bang bang bang!

Three more single shots, and the remaining three guards lie on their backs.

Luke scratched his head: "so It seems to be too much to scare others away, doesn't it? "

The main reason is that his attack was carried out too fast. In less than 20 seconds, kemora's guards put ten people on the street.

In this way, at most five minutes, more than 60 guards from the lower interior will die.

At that time, why did he run away? It's too intimidating to kill so many guards easily.

Low key! Be sure to keep a low profile! Now I'm John wick, not v. To act, not strength! He reminded himself of this in his heart, exhaled softly, and resolutely went to meet the other team of guards.

Bang bang bang!

Ah ah!

A series of screams were heard, and the instant burst of gunfire was extremely fierce. The continuous burning gunfire lit up an underground passage.

Several guards shouted nervously: "Southwest passage, come quickly!"

"This guy is too strong. Come and help."

"Hold on, hold on, we hit him."

"He was injured."

"Let Kira and them take over from that side..."

Luke took HK416 in one hand and pressed it on his abdomen. After lurching into the corner, he immediately put down his hand covering his stomach.

Helplessly shaking his head, he raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch.

The second exchange of fire, acting, fighting and running took only three minutes and 15 seconds, and the team of guards died five more.

Instead of pretending to be injured, these guys will start to retreat.

Acting is so difficult!

Thinking so, he quietly retreated.

Bang bang bang!

Ah ah!

When the remaining half of the guards were still frightened, reinforcements from more than 30 meters away met Luke's ambush again.

His legs split, and he watched in silence as he waited on the crossbeam of a passage in the underground city.

A group of guards had passed four people through the passage under his legs. The fifth guard suddenly wiped his face with his hands, looked at a little blood on his fingertips, and suddenly cried, "up..."

Bang!

His canopy blossomed directly, and he could not shout out the rest of the words.

BAM BAM bam!

The front four live target guards can't stand on the ground without straightening up.

Luke, with his hands and feet together, walked like a gecko upstream of the vault and left the corner of the passage seven or eight meters away.

When the remaining half of the guards rushed in with their guns raised, the vault would have been empty for a long time.

……

In the bedroom of the main building, Gianna was still lying like that. She frowned and asked, "he hasn't left yet?"

Cassian looked at his cell phone text: "no, he's still tangled with Lucio and ferrenan in the basement."

Jaina was a little upset: "he should go, or he will be besieged. Cassian, our guards didn't catch up, did they

"No. According to the plan, I let those dishonest guys go with their subordinates. " Cassian is helpless.

The phone jingled and received a new message.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it twice. His mouth twitched. After confirming the message from his man carefully, he said: "Miss, he has killed Ferdinand. There are thirty-five guards killed together. It seems that he has also been shot."Gianna was stunned and suddenly sat up: "he was shot?"

Cassian pressed her hands down helplessly: "don't move, miss. My make-up technique is not as professional as his, you "corpse" make-up is not good, it's easy to be found flaws later. "

Jaina sighed. "Well, I'll lie down and remind me to adjust my makeup."

At this point, she couldn't help but mutter, "enough, those old people who don't listen have died more than half of them. Why do you take such a risk?"

Her face suddenly appeared two red halos: "are you afraid that I can't deal with these old guys, to help me eradicate them? My little night devil, loves me to death. "

Cassian: my heart is so tired. I want to retire!

……

The master and the slave continue to be bored. Luke's performance here continues.

Cassian's intelligence is a little behind.

In fact, Luke now "should" in the second shot, and was "hit" or left thigh.

So now Luke is limping along. By the way, he threw his HK416 to the guard who came out of the corner and made his face sink.

Then, with a handsome shoulder strap, he swung his backpack to the front of him, and at the same time pulled off the Velcro, and reached for a Bonelli M1014.

Boom!

The second guard, who had just bowed, flew out like this, with a big hole in his waist.

The third guard rushed out, his face full of fear.

He is too fast to keep up.

Under tension, the gun in his hand has been indiscriminately fired, hoping to frighten Luke and affect the hit rate.

The M1014, which was held by Luke's right hand alone, was extremely stable, and the black muzzle of the gun spewed out a blazing flame.

Boom!

This guy was also hit to fly out, the whole person hit the wall two meters away, and then slowly slipped down, smeared a large piece of blood red on the wall.

The rapid footsteps in the passage became one of the sounds, and became a rustle of small steps approaching.

Luke fingers a hook, big backpack cover, Velcro also press together.

He kept a limp posture and quickly walked into another fork not far away. He couldn't help but murmuring: "I'm lame!"! Come on, come on, call the two remaining guards over and hit me.