Chapter 610 Diego Garcia's Tricks and Cards

"What do you want? Money, or anything else, I can give it to you." Garcia's voice came, and his hand had opened a crack in the car door beside him.

clap clap! When Luke raised his hand, it was two shots, and there were two more holes in the front windshield of the car.

Garcia, who was hiding by the door, changed his face, gritted his teeth, and pressed his hand on the belt clip on his waist, and a gray-black object popped out silently from the clip.

"I have two million in cash and three million worth of diamonds at home. I can give these to you. How about letting me go this time?" He spoke, holding the gray-black object in his hand, his forehead Suddenly there were big drops of sweat.

Luke walked to the front of the car at this moment, and the gun in his hand pointed to where Garcia was hiding.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and took a step away at the same time.

A small black shadow flew past where his neck was just now.

Luke groaned in his heart, and behind him, the shadow circled in the air and shot back quickly.

He twisted his body to step on his feet, tapped his toes on the ground a few times, and jumped seven or eight meters away in an instant, staggered from the shadow again, and shot Garcia, who was squatting by the door, twice.

Snapped! Snapped!

At the same time as he fired, Garcia's mouth was grinning, and the gun with a new magazine in his hand also rang.

Clap clap clap!

Garcia's smirk froze, and his planned attack was completely in vain.

A few meters away, Luke's figure suddenly flickered irregularly from side to side, and walked over again.

Luke also saw the trajectory of the bullet he shot at close range.

The smile on his face was even greater because - Garcia was unharmed again and missed!

Garcia's face was full of anger, and he pulled the trigger again and again with one hand, while the other hand had already opened the door and got into the car.

Luke's figure flashed, followed to the door, and stepped on Garcia's left leg that had not yet been put in.

Click!

Garcia's left leg protruded into an L shape,

Suddenly screamed.

Luke stretched out his big hand, pinched his neck and pulled him out of the car, holding him in the air.

Garcia was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the severe pain in his left leg, and shouted: "Go to hell! You monster!"

A black shadow rose from the ground and shot at the back of Luke's head from the side and rear.

Luke pouted and flexed his right knuckle.

Boom!

A super brain bounced on Garcia's temple, and the black boss went black and fainted.

The shadow suddenly lost power and its speed was greatly reduced.

Luke put the gun back into the sleeve, and the two fingers of his right hand were gently pressed together in the air before turning around, and the black shadow was caught between the fingers.

Putting the shadow in front of him and looking at it for a while, he laughed: It turned out that it was just such a gadget.

Between his fingers was a thin and sharp blade.

The surface of the blade is matte, showing an inconspicuous gray-black. The material is similar to that of a paper cutter. It is relatively heavy, the edges are all sharp, and the tips at both ends are equally deadly.

It was this blade that launched an attack from behind him just now, shooting at his vitals several times.

Luke looked at the system prompt again.

System: You defeated Diego Garcia to get a list of his abilities.

Diego Garcia Abilities: Basic Firearms, Basic Fighting...Basic Magnetic Field Control (not learnable).

Looking at the primary magnetic field control displayed by the pure black, even with Luke's big heart, he couldn't help but twitch.

Magnetic field manipulation is definitely the top ability among extraordinary abilities.

As long as the user's knowledge and ability are strong enough, it is a super ability that integrates offense, defense, field control and assistance.

As a result, it is also not learnable.

Luke had already summed up some rules from several previous experiences that could not be learned, and this time it was completely in line with it.

However, he still felt a deep pain in his flesh.

Like most people watching other people burn money, even if the money is not theirs, it will be very uncomfortable.

Depressed for a few seconds, he put aside this meaningless distress and turned away.

Silently watching the battle, the burly black figure was holding Garcia in a dog-carrying posture, quietly disappearing into the shadow of the dead corner like the Tathagata.

Luke didn't notice the huge graffiti on the huge billboard next to it.

Under the light of the two dim spotlights at the top, a woman shrouded in a black hooded sweater stood silently with her head lowered, her two huge wings stretched out to the sides, and beneath her was a shadowy city silhouette.

But the woman's wings are not feathers, but rows of firearms.

The top of her head is not a halo, but a small patch of bright red blood.

And when Luke carried the strong man Garcia away with one hand, two strong headlights stretched his figure longer and longer, casting a huge shadow on the billboard.

This scene also fell into the eyes of the surrounding crowd.

After Luke's figure disappeared, a large number of people were sparsely found in the surrounding shacks.

They were silent, and gradually gathered to the street where the corpses were littered with corpses.

Suddenly, an old homeless man said, "The police should arrive in half an hour. We can do something."

Everyone was silent for a moment, then suddenly swarmed up.

In less than ten minutes, except for a large sewage beach mixed with washing powder and disinfectant on the ground, the street returned to its previous calm appearance, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

On the other side, Luke got Garcia into the car, circled a few times, and found a factory building.

Holding Garcia in one hand and Blood Mint in the other, he entered the abandoned factory building.

Putting a blanket on a workbench and putting the blood mint on it, he took out the camping lamp, checked and cleaned up the surroundings, and nodded with satisfaction.

Went back, put water on the towel, and put it on Bloodmint's forehead.

It didn't take long for the woman to twitch her body, as if she wanted to jump up.

Luke held her shoulders, and the phone played the words he had already lost: "Okay, it's still me, Puncher."

Bloodmint's eyes returned to normal from the out-of-focus state.

Looking at the familiar black hood and yellow sunglasses beside her, she breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked nervously, "What time is it?"

Luke was too lazy to type and raised a finger.

Blood Mint whispered: "A little? No, I have to leave quickly." But he found that his shoulder was pressed again.

"Diego Garcia is right here. If you have to leave in a hurry, then I will have to deal with him." The sound of the announcement made Blood Mint stunned and looked sideways.

Only then did she realize that Garcia was staring at her.

The boss of the all-powerful and murderous trafficker in the eastern part of Greater Los Angeles is now wearing sealing tape around his mouth, his hands and feet are tied to his chest with ropes, and he is sitting on the ground in dismay.

"Don't get excited, he can't run, you can take your time." The broadcaster said calmly, and the hand pressing Xue Mint's shoulder turned into a support, and gently lifted her up.

Even so, her waist wound was still pulled, and she gritted her teeth in pain.