A retired reincarnation of a certain American film.

Chapter 150 A big shot should die like a big shot (Fourth update, please subscribe!)
Jack, with his team of five agents, surrounded Roland Fury and another sentry who was still standing with great momentum. All the guns in his hands were loaded, and the muzzles of the guns were pointed at the two men.

There is such a thing that as long as Lu Ke opens his mouth, the two people in front of him will be beaten directly into a sieve.

but……

Luke was a little disappointed and glanced at the surveillance camera not far away in the corridor.

Jack turned to look at Luke.

"Boss!"

"Put it up."

"……Yes."

Jack was the first to put away his gun, and together with the other five agents, they all put down their own guns, but did not put them back into the holsters. Instead, they held them in their hands and looked at Roland with sharp eyes. · Fury and the sentry.

Federal agents, nothing is off limits.

These words are not just words.

Luke shook his head, looked at Roland Fury who was still calming down after being slapped by him, and sighed: "I thought you would be angry."

Roland Fury looked gloomy: "If I take action, I'm afraid it will be what you want, right, Director Dane."

Well known.

He is of African descent.

His mother had long told him that there were several things he needed to know if he wanted to survive in the Federation.

For example, don't put your hands in your pockets.

Don't wear a hoodie.

Don't go out without clothes, tell your family where you are at all times even if it's on the street, don't stay out too late, don't touch anything you don't want to buy, don't stare at white women, if the police randomly stop you And don’t reply when asked...

The way of survival is engraved in his and his brother's DNA.

and so……

Roland Fury knew exactly how he would be treated if he had just been slapped by Luke.

He will die!
Once he took action, Luke would not hesitate to shoot him here with the Glock [-] pistol that just killed his subordinate.

And if this happens, then once the surveillance in the corridor is exposed, he will die as well.

In fact, Luke did think so.

pity.

Roland Fury didn't give him that excuse.

but!
A dog that barks will not bite. Only a dog that does not bark is the best at biting.

Luke looked at Roland Fury with a bright smile: "Yes, it's a pity that you didn't give me this chance, but I hope that next time, you will give me a chance."

Roland Fury looked calm, as if the slap mark on his cheek didn't hurt at all. He looked at Luke and said, "Okay, next time, I will definitely give you this chance."

There's no telling who will die next time.

But right now?
Roland Fry is no fool.

As long as the two of them didn't give Luke any excuse to shoot them, Luke wouldn't dare to shoot and leave their lives here.

Even though they are now at odds with each other.

Luke understood the confidence in Roland's eyes.

Roland took a deep breath and then looked at Luke: "Since this is an FBI crime scene, can we leave?"

Luke smiled.

"of course."

"Thank you."

Roland politely thanked him, then bent down and planned to take the lifeless subordinate down with him.

Jack saw this.

"put……"

"Jack!"

Luke shouted and Jack, who was about to stop him, shook his head calmly.

He didn't think that this method could restore the relationship between him and Roland.

Luke simply didn't want to work overtime.

In a word.

No body, no case!
soon.

Roland and another sentry, one on the left and the other on the back, held the shot in the center of their eyebrows. The lifeless sentry walked into the elevator.

The elevator closes.

Jack then walked to Luke and whispered: "Boss, do you want..."

While speaking, Jack secretly made a motion of cutting his throat.

Luke shook his head.

"Need not!"

Although no matter how you kill him, if this guy dies, his brother Nick Fury will be drawn out.

but……

The younger brother of a big shot should die in the same way as the younger brother of a big shot.

Assassination in the street is the lowest level.

And if you do this, it will be easy to follow the truth on the surface.

The most important thing.

This man wants to commit suicide himself.

No one can insult him without paying any price.

The Ke family’s narrow-mindedness is famous for being small!
"it is good."

Jack nodded and said no more words.

Luke immediately withdrew his gaze, pointed at David's apartment, and ordered to Jack: "Seal the scene and send two agents to guard it. No one is allowed to come in without my permission." Jack nodded: "Don't worry. , boss."

Luke hummed, turned around, pushed the suitcase in his hand, and walked into the elevator.

soon.

Luke walked out of the Siver Apartment Building behind him, pushed his suitcase, and came directly to his Audi A8 parked on the side of the road.

Drip!

The body of the Audi A8 flashed, and then the trunk popped open.

After Luke put the heavy suitcase in, he immediately unbuttoned his suit, opened the car door, turned on the ignition, and left.

He wasn't worried about where David had gone.

Because as the old saying goes.

A monk can run away, but a temple cannot!

After half an hour.

Baldwin Village!

Hillcrest Neighborhood.

hum!
When the unique engine sound of Luke's modified Audi A8 made a turn, Lorna, who was sitting on a bar stool writing homework, immediately looked up: "It's Luke's A8!"

talking.

Lorna got up from the barstool and ran toward the garage.

Rachel, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa with red wine in one hand and a book in the other, felt a little amused when she saw Lorna running towards the garage.

In the garage.

After Luke parked the car in the garage, he turned off the engine, took out his suitcase from the trunk, closed the trunk, and looked at the time on his watch.

Just right.

08: 30.

at this time.

Lorna had also opened the garage door, and then looked at Luke who was returning home with a look of surprise: "Luke, you are finally back."

Luke pushed the suitcase and walked towards Lorna: "Didn't you say that you and Clarice had something to ask me about?"

Lorna nodded: "Clarice heard that you couldn't go home until 08:30, so she went back to do her homework. I called her and told her that you were back."

Luke nodded.

Go back to the living room.

Rachel, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Luke who walked in with one hand pushing the suitcase and one arm held by Lorna. She put down the books in her hands, stood up and said with a smile: "Lorna is here right after school today." When I asked you when you would come back, I thought, there must be some big secret that I just want to tell you, not me."

Lorna looked at Rachel: "Rachel, I don't have any secrets. It's Clarice. I'm just... by the way, a broker."

Rachel laughed and looked at Lorna: "Broker, wow, this is a good profession, but what are the benefits of accepting Clarice?"

Lorna thought for a while: "Save me from being late three times, does that count?"

Rachel looked at Luke with a serious expression: "Forget it, why don't you count it? It's just that if people outside know that the price of seeing your brother is so cheap, it will easily destroy the market."

Although Luke was only the FBI Assistant Director of Operations in Los Santos.

but……

At this level, it is not something that can be seen casually.

At the very least, the price of avoiding being late three times is not enough.

When Luke listened to Rachel's serious explanation to Lorna about her market price, he also laughed. He hugged Rachel and kissed her. Then he handed the suitcase in his hand to Rachel and shrugged: "I can't help it. I have something to do and I have to work overtime for a while."

Rachel took the suitcase and pushed it into the bar, a little curious.

"By the way, when the Sentinel Secret Service takes over a case, it doesn't require the presence of someone of your level."

"Things are a little complicated."

"How to say."

Rachel's eyes lit up, and she handed the poured glass of bourbon to Luke, and then looked at Luke with a flicker of her eye: "Assistant Director of Operations of the FBI, do you have any news that you can disclose to us ordinary people? "

When Luke heard this, he immediately became happy: "You, ordinary people, are you sure?"

If he remembered correctly.

Rachel went shopping a few days ago and bought a LV bag. The price was enough for ordinary people to live in Saint-Loto for half a year.

It’s even enough for an electronic pet, so you won’t have to worry about it for at least two years.

and……

When Rachel went shopping, she was accompanied by the wife of a state congressman and the wife of the director of the Los Angeles FBI.

With this ingredient, you say you are an ordinary citizen?
Luke felt that if ordinary people knew about it, they would definitely not agree to being represented by Rachel.

Rachel ignored Luke's laughter and said with a smile: "Of course I am an ordinary person, but I am lucky. Who told me that my fiancé's name is Luke?"

Lu Ke laughed dumbly: "You said so, don't you think that if I don't give you some inside information, it will appear that I am not very competent as my fiancé?"

Rachel winked at Luke with a smile.

"What do you mean, my dear, you don't want your fiancée to look ill-informed at all when chatting with your colleagues tomorrow."

"……All right."

Rachel had already talked about this, what else could he say.

Luke could only compromise. After taking a sip of bourbon, he looked at Rachel and Lorna, who had run to the opposite side of the bar and sat down on a high stool, ready to listen to the gossip carefully. "There is someone who doesn't blink," he said. The mutants went to Atlanta and took things they shouldn't have, and no, the Sentinel Secret Service came to kill them."

really!

Lorna, who was sitting on a high stool, opened her mouth slightly when she heard this.

Rachel said suspiciously: "I took something I shouldn't have taken, but even so, if the case is transferred, you probably won't be required to work overtime."

Luke raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Rachel.

"What if that thing is also related to Director Lewis."

"..."

(End of this chapter)