Chapter 132 I'm Really FBI
Just now, outside the door, Luke didn't want to wait for support.
The main reason was that he didn’t want to use heavy firepower against these gang members and drug addicts in front of his FBI colleagues.
After putting on the equipment, put the Ancestor's Blessing on your head, and it will transform into a small black round-brimmed hat.
He took out a cigar, snapped his fingers, and slowly exhaled the smoke.
Now Luke is wearing the black windbreaker that book lovers have been waiting for.
Wear a high-end dark striped three-piece suit inside.
Black leather gloves, sunglasses, cigars...
In one hand he held the flag of his fathers (Thompson submachine gun), and in the other he held the white snake.
Kick the door and use an M84 flash stun grenade to clear the way.
As soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "FBI, put your hands up..."
He was answered by the gang members' bullets...
Luke grinned and said, "The procedure is completed, I won't be polite anymore."
Thompson raised his right hand and held the trigger tightly. Anyone who let go would be a puppy...
This Thompson M1927 extended-barrel submachine gun, with a firing rate of 800 rounds per minute, made those gang members unable to raise their heads.
Damn it, are you kidding me?
Impersonating the FBI? When did the Italian Mafia become so high-end?
Everyone started to fight back in this confused state.
Luke used one hand to suppress firepower and the other to shoot accurately.
Custer and the others had never seen Luke. Of course, even if they had seen him, they would not be able to recognize Luke now.
Luke's standard mafia uniform is still too intimidating.
No one believed he was the FBI...
Then they started to check themselves.
That bastard messed with the Mafia?
We usually keep to ourselves and have no contact with them?
Which big boss is responsible for this thunderous revenge?
As everyone was confused, they found that their number was decreasing...
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, can we talk?"
Luke didn't give them a chance.
At this time, Dietri Hassler was ready to escape with Custer.
Luke had no choice but to quicken his pace.
Sirens were already sounding outside.
Looks like support has arrived.
In the end, only Hassler, Custer and Jamie Arthur were left.
Hassler wanted to negotiate, but Luke just shot him.
Jamie Arthur was already scared to tears. Not only was he scared to tears, he also peed himself...
Custer looked at her with disgust, but he couldn't let her go.
Because he was hiding behind Jamie Arthur.
Luke looks like an authentic mafia in this outfit.
During this journey, Luke had never killed any women, not even the girls who played with him.
Even when Hassler's sister, his mistress, pointed a gun at Luke and shot him, Luke didn't kill her.
It's not because Luke is soft-hearted, but because these people are not famous enough, they are just minor celebrities, and their crimes are not punishable by death...
But in Custer's eyes, he thought of the rumor.
Rumor has it that the orthodox Italian Mafia does not kill women and children.
In addition, with Luke's attire, he hid behind Jamie Arthur, making sure that Luke would not attack Jamie Arthur.
"I don't know how Hassler and his men offended you, but I was just passing by. I just got out of prison..."
"Let me go, and I'll leave this girl to you. Everything here is yours..."
Luke put down the flag of his fathers.
Seeing that the negotiations were effective, Custer was ready to breathe a sigh of relief.
But Luke just held the submachine gun for too long, and relaxed. This thing weighs nearly 6 kilograms, which is really heavy.
The real killer move is the green snake he just put in his hand.
Just when Custer let his guard down.
He saw something interesting.
Jamie Arthur quietly pulled a butterfly knife from his pocket.
Just yesterday, she was playing with this thing at home, and the fake Sean Arthur taught her how to use this butterfly knife to stab people.
The girl used it now, stabbing the knife into Custer's thigh and twisting it.
Luke seized the opportunity and emptied the Green Snake's magazine.
6 rounds of .357 Magnum bullets, not a single one hit Custer's vital points.
But this high-powered bullet, even if it didn't hit the vital points, was enough to cause him a lot of trouble.
Although he is not dead yet, he will be dead soon.
Jamie Arthur, curled up on the ground, looked at Luke in horror.
Luke took off his sunglasses and smiled at her.
"Don't worry, I'm really from the FBI, and I'm your father's colleague, not this guy's."
Pointed to the fake Sean Arthur lying on the ground.
After saying that, he took out his FBI ID and showed it to her.
Even so, Jamie couldn't stop shaking, she was terrified.
When Erica arrived here with the support from the bureau, she heard fierce gunfire.
But after they came in, the gunshots gradually decreased.
She quickened her pace, worried about Luke.
But judging by the actual situation at the scene, it was clear that Luke didn't need her to worry.
There were more than two dozen gang members lying in the hall.
There were also seven or eight playmates who were so scared that they lay on the ground.
When Luke helped Jamie Arthur out, everyone was stunned...
Agent Dutton, do you really know that you are an FBI agent?
Did you go undercover in the Italian Mafia?
Looking at Luke’s retro look... everyone was speechless.
But Luke's FBI badge is hanging on him...
He handed Jamie Arthur over to his female colleagues and told Erica:
"Caster was up there, and I injured him. Hurry up and get Sean to the hospital, and arrange for them to have surgery to replace his face."
Erica didn't even have time to marvel at Luke's mafia outfit and quickly arranged for an ambulance.
After the other colleagues inspected the scene, their eyes changed when they looked at Luke.
This is even more cruel than the real mafia. 1 person vs. 27 people. This record doesn't look like it was done by a normal person.
In the past, Luke gave them the impression of being a rich young man.
Although he is a bomb disposal expert, he has little presence in the bureau.
When I was in the police station, I was either showing off my wealth or shooting at the shooting range all day long...
In the case of rescuing Shirley, they just attributed it to Luke's luck and clever mind.
But what they didn't know was that Luke's brilliant achievements were hidden, and they were not qualified enough to even check them because of their low level.
This time, they raided Hasler's gang's lair, mobilizing personnel from across the board and the LAPD.
Unexpectedly, Luke was so powerful that he did all the work by himself, so they could only clean up the battlefield...
So, the rest of the scene was left to Erica and the LAPD.
Luke followed the ambulance to the hospital with Custer.
Harris also rushed to the hospital from Malibu with Sean Arthur.
While Custer was still alive, the two of them underwent a face-changing operation.
The operation was successful, but Custer died on the operating table.
Sean Arthur is back to his old self.
The rest of the arrangements were up to Harris.
Originally, this was considered a major mistake.
This undercover operation should have been reported long ago.
But Harris and Sean apparently reached a consensus and discussed everything.
So the unfortunate Collins became the scapegoat, but the matter is over after he dies.
The superiors couldn't go down to Collins to verify.
On the contrary, he deserves the same treatment, after all, he died in the line of duty.
Luke kept his achievements to himself and didn't care about the follow-up matters. He drove home overnight.
The previous battle gave me a lot of order points, and I have accumulated 1 points now.
But Luke held back, wondering if he could get something good by doing ten consecutive draws when he had collected 10.
Or a lottery of 10 yuan each time is also possible.
But based on the previous draws, Luke always felt that his cheap master was throwing garbage at him...