Luke didn't let them go.

Gently turning the two daggers in his hand, he resumed his steady steps and walked towards the direction where the three bandits gathered.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, a bandit couldn't bear the fear in his heart. He suddenly stood up and pulled the trigger in the direction of footsteps. He roared.

In an instant, he emptied the magazine and found that there was no one in front of him.

Stunned, Luke stepped out of his body and lifted his hand to wipe his throat.

The bandit's eyes became frightened, and he threw away the micro charge and covered his neck.

But the surging blood flooded his hands and then half of his body.

Another partner squatting a meter away beside him saw Luke's figure and wanted to pull the trigger.

Luke took a sharp sideways step, stepped past him, and another dagger passed his neck.

The bandit also stepped on the back of his companion, covering his neck helplessly with his hands, leaning against the wall and watching the black figure leave.

Another bandit, who was hiding three meters away, heard the noise and breathed fast. He crouched behind the counter in horror, looking left and right, and the muzzle of his gun was shaking.

However, a dagger stretched out from his head and fell in front of him, around his neck. He only felt that his throat was cold, and then a hot and humid liquid gushed out.

He struggled to stand up, took two steps, and fell on the counter.

In the dim green light, a large dark liquid soon covered the glass surface of the counter.

The first floor gradually fell into silence.

The gangsters who were seriously injured before were either dead or out of breath. The screams were almost inaudible.

The thick bloody air filled the dark air, and the eyes in three pairs of shadows were bloodshot, staring at Luke's back.

They watched him like this, sneaked close again to find a gangster, threw out two daggers and killed the last two.

Luke raised his head, took a long breath, and seemed to relax.

Then he went to the bandit who died at last, reached for him, took up the micro punch which was hanging on his chest, and then he would take it down.

Just then, with a roar, a black figure smashed into the air vent on the ceiling in the corner of the wall and fell on him a few meters away.

In the eyes of normal people, this shadow will only be a fleeting mirage in this dark environment.

But in the eyes of Luke, who has been waiting for a long time, the speed of the shadow is not fast enough.

He raised the MP7 in his hand, which was a shuttle.

The shadow didn't dodge. Several bullets hit him only making a dull sound, and his speed and movement were not affected.

Luke raised his head in surprise, released the MP7 in his hand, and stepped back in a little hurry.

Under the dark shadow, he fell into the air again with a little bit of tiptoe and a flash of speed.

His hands, which had been huddled in front of his chest, sprang out, and two big claws thrust into Luke's head.

Luke rolled awkwardly to the side and dodged the attack again, but the pace of action was obviously a bit disordered.

The black shadow rushed to the ground in a hurry. The action had little time difference with Luke's attack on those bandits. It was like the two attacks were just illusions.

In silence, another shadow fell from the ceiling vent behind Luke.

Different from the first shadow, he did not break the air window, but moved the air window quietly when Luke was dealing with the first shadow chase.

His dive was also gentle, just in front of Luke's back.

At this time, Luke was in a hurry. Suddenly, he stepped sideways to a pair of standing ancient Knight's armor and grabbed the 40 cm long and 30 cm wide Knight's shield in his hand.

However, the other hand of the knight's armor is a knight's gun, so there is no time to take it.

Taking up the shield, he turned around and hid behind him, while rapidly retreating back.

The other hand in the air picked up the weapon in the broken counter next to it and swished it at the first attacker who forced in.

Although the second attacker's sneak attack failed, it was still in the side rear. He didn't seem to notice it.

The first attacker waved his two claws, and Luke's Knight's shield was struggling to resist. At the moment of contact, they drew out the harsh metal friction sound, and the gliding Mars lit up in the dark room.

The other side's long big claws turned out to be metal weapons, not nails.

The second attacker in the rear of Luke's side moved quickly, kept behind Luke all the time, leaned close and stabbed him in the back waist with one claw.

Luke felt as if he had noticed something. The knight's shield swung violently to the side of his body. As he turned around, he exerted force under his feet, and just hit the second attacker's big claw.

Dang!

There was a sharp metal crash, accompanied by a slight click.The attacker gave a painful cry, and the paw of the attack suddenly bent up. It was still bent in the middle of the small arm.

Luke broke his forearm this time.

But at the same time, the other big claw of the second attacker stabbed Luke's waist rib behind the shield without hesitation.

Luke's steps suddenly stopped, and the attacker on the shield flew out, and the claw naturally fell into the air.

Turn around and swing out with his right hand. Luke's backhand is a shield. He fans to the head of the first attacker who comes after him.

The first attacker was startled and crossed his chest.

Dang!

With another loud noise, the attacker was also fanned out.

A thought flashed through the hearts of both attackers: how could this be possible? Why did his strength and speed suddenly increase so much?

According to the speed and strength that Luke had exposed before, it was impossible to beat them back.

They couldn't help but look at Luke not far above.

A black figure, like a snake, hangs down quietly, and his big claws are gently inserted into his spiritual cover.

Luke, who had just flown the first attacker with his Chevalier shield fan, turned around as if defenseless.

His left hand, however, leans forward to the other knight's armor in front of him, and pulls out the chain hammer in his hand.

The third attacker's paw was about to fall on Luke's head, but he was suddenly alert.

Luke seems to pull the chain hammer too hard. After pulling the chain hammer from the bottom to the top with his left hand, he doesn't mean to pull back the force. Instead, he waves upward.

The hammer, the size of the baby's head, flew with a whine to the chest of the third attacker.

The legs of the upside down attacker were still in the vent, too late to be pulled out.

He can only make the same choice as the first two companions - to resist with both hands.

Dang!

With ferocious spikes, the ball hammers heavily on his arms across his chest.

The third attacker went out like a shell, crashing into the counter more than ten meters away. He knocked over three counters in succession before stopping.