Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1728
Chapter 1719 Your sister … too?
Marcos was stunned and watched with salted fish all the way.
A few silver knifes were shot out, and the big man with the gun fell down again and again. The idea of ​​”Carroll is an ordinary sister” must no longer exist.
Lianlian Lona is just a beautiful girl who occasionally uses super powers to play “floating acrobatics”, and also turns into a human harvester.
Two small gray-black flying knives passed through the throats of one big man after another, so that they couldn’t scream, but fell to the ground and struggled.
In just five seconds, more than twenty big men have shot the street without firing a total of twenty shots.
Only Torres, a chubby man, was nailed to his thigh by Carroll, and he was lying on the ground and crawling out in horror.
All the knives in front of Carol were shining.
Her talent in flying knives is not high. Even if she is training every day, she only threw ten people to death with more than 20 table knives.
She looked at the blood in front of her, the gang members who were dead and struggling to die, and her face was a little pale.
Now she fully understands the reason in the safety regulations that the two must regularly see blood.
I haven’t seen blood for a long time, and I just vomited if I can’t make it.
But the previous actual combat training was hurting at most. It is still the first time to kill so many people in one breath, so her discomfort is still very strong.
I pressed her urge to vomit, and she was about to say something. Suddenly, her ears moved slightly. She raised her hands and grabbed the two western-style kitchen knives on the bar.
Then, her tiptoe was a little on the bar, and the whole person volleyed towards the side of the bar. The small body flipped over, and she waved her hands as she crossed the passage and landed on the other corner.
The two big men who rushed out with guns pulled the trigger, and felt a dark shadow floating in front of them, their throats were cold, and their bodies could not help falling.
Carroll shakes the kitchen knife lightly, and just scratches the blades of two big men’s throats. Two dark red blood are thrown on the ground.
Avoid blood flow to the handle and cause slippery hands.
The first two big men rolled and fell, and two big men rushed out.
Carroll moved sideways, swiped his sword across the necks of the two men, twisted around, and plunged into the passage.
Bang bang bang!
A series of gunshots sounded, then mixed with terrified screams and shouts: “Ah, monster.”
“Why can’t you die?”
“She is a monster, run away.”
In the hall, Marcos’ eyes were wide, his mouth wide, and he unconsciously looked at Lorna: “Your sister … is also a superpower?”
Lona hummed coldly, didn’t answer this question, and rushed into the aisle, and two small gray and black flying knives followed her.
The sound of gunfire in the channel decreased rapidly, while screams and exclamations increased rapidly.
In addition to the shout of monsters, some people mourn from time to time: “My gun is stuck.”
“mine too.”
“Run.”
These people’s guns were twisted by Lona’s magnetic field to twist the springs and firing pins, which is also the easiest and most effective way to deal with firearms in safety regulations.
If this doesn’t work, it can distort the opponent’s trigger, hammer, magazine mouth and other small parts.
It is extremely wasteful to squash the opponent’s firearm and forcefully turn the muzzle. It does not meet the requirements of sustainable combat, and it is easy for the opponent to detect the existence of superpowers.
But Lorna only needs to understand the common features of firearms, and disassemble it several times to determine what is likely to cause it to malfunction.
Together with the amazingly small flying knife, she can easily deal with dozens of gunmen alone.
Superpowers are not scientific, but enemies killed by superpowers can be scientifically analyzed and summarized.
Not to mention that Lona’s ability is relatively weak now, even if she can take off a bridge in the future, sufficient knowledge will allow her to achieve the maximum effect with the least amount of power.
So whether you have superpower or not, people must learn more professional knowledge that suits them.
This is the power of knowledge.
Marcos was about to go after him, and suddenly heard Torres whispering for help: “Save me, I can give you a lot of money.”
He froze, looked around, and saw a gray-haired middle-aged man walking in the doorway.
The middle-aged man just blocked Torres’s way out, and the horrified Torres subconsciously asked for help from the other party.
Carroll stabbed a large blood vessel in his leg, and Torres realized he was about to lose consciousness.
I didn’t ask for help, he was dead.
Therefore, he just subconsciously strives for the last vitality, without thinking about who the other party is.
The caller was, of course, Luke with the old face of “Mr. Wilson”.
He looked at Torres at his feet and thought for a moment, or pulled a tablecloth and wrapped it in long strips, and tied it firmly on the other’s thigh to stop the blood loss.
Torres screamed, his eyes turned white, and he passed out.
Baluch didn’t care.
I save Torres now, it is a living question.
Carroll should think so too, so he didn’t make a knife on his face.
But the guy who told the information had to die, and Luke could touch his head by the way, earning a few hundred points.
Just tie a tablecloth, you can earn such easy points.
After getting this job, Luke stepped into the bar, leisurely found a little ready-made coffee powder in the cabinet, turned on the coffee machine, and prepared to make a cup of coffee for himself.
Marcos is a little bit hairy: this is a faction … How can it be like a hidden boss in the movie! Why else would he save Torres?
But Marcos knew Torres’s boss Ferdinand.
Ferdinand is also a middle-aged man in his forties, but hispanic.
The members of his gang are basically Hispanics, with a small number of blacks, and almost no whites.
This kind of look is white oss class Marcos has never heard of it.
I thought so, and while Luke was there, he bowed his coffee machine, silently moved his footsteps, slipped into the aisle, and asked Lona to ventilate.
Baluch didn’t bother to care about this guy.
Even if the love is free, even if Lorna is only one of his goals for spreading the net, even if he did not invest in anything, but it was very uncomfortable to be cut off by this boy so early.
Even more speechless is that Marcos is actually a little red name.
In other words, he has no lives, no serious violent crimes or a large number of illegal drugs.
Second, this guy still has a little responsibility.
Facing Torres, Marcos did not run away by himself, nor did he show timidity, always thinking about protecting Lorna.
So when Luke is doing things, he prefers to meet bad people, so it will be very easy to deal with the end of the hand.
In his headset, Selena’s voice came: “That’s it, the seven guys who have escaped down the mountain have been killed, so remember to take it away later.”
He gave a hum.
Seeing the situation in the lobby through the drone, Selina couldn’t help but ridicule: “Hey, your coffee skills seem to be ordinary? Well, it’s more beautiful than Lahua.”
Baluch rolled his eyes: “Acting, you see! Isn’t there a barbecue on your side, can’t you stop eating if you have food?”
Selina: “Yeah, you have to eat snacks to watch the show.”