A retired reincarnation of a certain American film.

Chapter 190: The appearance of the Assistant Director of Operations! (Fourth update, please subscribe!!)
"call out!"

"boom!"

"Bang!!!"

The missile dragged the flames, pierced the fuselage directly from the right side of the helicopter's propeller, immersed itself perfectly, and then began to release its own energy.

In an instant!
A ball of fire appeared and began to expand rapidly.

Boom!
The helicopter was detonated instantly, and along with the expanding fireball, countless parts and fragments were shot in all directions.

The propeller was like a sickle. After detaching from the fuselage, it rumbled and dug a deep hole in the lawn, and swept forward unabated.

puff!
Before the three or four criminals who were unable to dodge had time to react, they saw the propeller passing through them, tearing his body apart and taking away their parts.

"Nice."

Brian looked at the helicopter exploding into the air below, and quickly covered the headset next to his ear: "Luke, I blew up Baraka Dibble's helicopter."

Luke actually didn't care if Baraka Dibble escaped.

He came here for two purposes.

A CPH4.

A Mandarin.

As for Baraka Dimple?

Luke actually doesn't care whether he can escape. He can escape, as long as he leaves CPH4 behind.

Luke listened to Brian's excited voice coming from the headset and asked directly: "Besides Baraka Dibble, did you see anyone else?"

other people?
Brian was slightly startled.

Isn't the purpose of their coming here to capture Baraka Dibur?

As Brian thought about it, his eyes instantly glanced condescendingly at the area around the main building where the manor was being cleaned up as quickly as possible, as well as the man who quickly climbed up from the lawn. His nose and lips seemed to be bruised and bleeding rapidly. near Baraka Dipur.

next second.

After he got up along Baraka Dibur, he quickly changed direction and looked towards the other side where he was escaping. Not far away, he saw a group of people who looked completely different from the manor soldiers. At least they were Ten people at the elite level, and the middle-aged white man under the protection of the ten people.

"I see!"

"where."

"Also on the golf course out back... Shet, there's a trail over there and they want to leave that way."

As Brian was talking, he saw the plans of the people below, cursed angrily, and then quickly urged the driver to hurry over.

Because of the protection of his men, although he was not killed by the RPG, he broke his nose, chipped his teeth, and was bleeding profusely. He was pulled down by his men and saw that he was carrying The Mandarin, whose hands and even his running posture were so impressive, quickly shouted: "Sir, help me."

The Mandarin, who was about to step over the guardrail cut by his men handsomely and leave here, heard the voice coming from behind, paused in his steps, and then turned his head to look.

Baraka Dibble's mouth was filled with blood.

The Mandarin snorted coldly: "You are a loser who only runs away when something happens."

Baraka Dibble was stunned.

run?
Brother, aren't you running away?

Just as Baraka Dibur was about to speak, he heard the sound of a propeller whirring rapidly above him again.

The Mandarin also looked up.

Into the eye!

Brian once again leaned out half of his body from the cabin, holding an RPG, and appeared in his sight.

"fire!"

Brian didn't intend to send the criminals below to the West with one RPG. Instead, he aimed at the area between Baraka Dibble and the middle-aged white man and pulled the trigger: "Boom!"

The missile came out again.

Came roaring.

The Mandarin looked at the whizzing missiles, sneered, and the ring on the middle finger of his left hand flashed with light.

Pfft!
A flash of green appeared, and then, the green light led to a bolt of lightning, which struck directly on the roaring missile.

Boom!

The missile exploded in the air instantly.

The shock caused by the explosion was like a slap on the helicopter, almost throwing Brian out half of his body.

The pilot quickly controlled the helicopter with the siren blaring and climbed rapidly, dodging bullets from the ground while trying hard to prevent the aircraft from crashing.

Brian was also pulled in by the detectives.

But the RPG on his shoulder was not so lucky and fell directly to the ground.

"Shet!"

Brian cursed when he saw the fallen RPG, and quickly covered his headset to report the latest situation.

"Luke, there is a gap on the side of the golf course that leads to the seaside. They plan to leave by speedboat from there."

"I saw it."

Luke looked at the latest satellite screenshot just sent by Debbie on the tablet in his hand.

Just right, it was the photo of the Mandarin raising his left hand five seconds ago.

only……

Ready to escape from the sea?
You can think of it, but I can't think of it?
In that case, wouldn't it be an insult to me, a master tactician who has been in the Lord God's space for so many years?
Luke raised the corners of his mouth and threw the tablet back into the car.

As the assistant director of operations of the FBI, in normal times, he may not be able to mobilize a large police force.

But for a federal assistant director of operations who had just been attacked and almost killed, other law enforcement agencies would fully support him.

Los Angeles Police Department.

Special Weapons and Tactics Group.

Another example……

Coast Guard.

"Debbie!"

"Boss."

Luke took out the spare Glock [-] from the car, checked the bullets in the magazine and pinned it to his lower back: "Is the Coast Guard here?"

In the office, Debbie, who was responsible for unloading the scene and intelligence, quickly flew up and quickly confirmed: "We are already here."

The corners of Luke's mouth rose: "That's good."

As he said before, he was very well prepared.

There are SWAT teams working on the ground.

FBI helicopters circled the sky.

On the sea, he invited the Coast Guard to help.This is how he, the Assistant Director of Operations, looks in Los Angeles!
Not to mention, the perimeter of this manor has also been secured by police officers from the police station.

This was a dragnet he specially set up because he respected the Mandarin.

Facts also proved that his respect was right.

This mandarin indeed has special abilities.

but……

Even if you have special abilities, so what.

You must hold a banquet today.

I said.

The kind that even Jesus can’t keep!
Luke pulled the collar of his suit with both hands, pulled it straight, and then took the lead to walk towards the manor: "Let's go."

The gunfire in the main building of the manor has become much quieter.

Under the high standard and strong firepower of the SWAT team, more than 30 soldiers were already lying in a pool of blood in the main building.

At this moment.

Haier in Hades.

Hela, who was sitting on the back of the giant wolf Fennir, looked at the more than 30 souls who died indirectly because of Luke with a smile and came here.

The giant wolf Fennir looked at these more than 30 souls and drooled with greed.

In fact, it doesn't seem impossible to let that guy chase my bestie.

An idea suddenly appeared in Fennier's mind.

next second.

"Snapped!"

Hela on her back seemed to hear Fennir's thoughts and patted Fennir's wolf head: "Swallow it quickly, just in case that old guy Odin sets his sights."

Hela said, looking up at the sky above Hel Hades.

She could feel that in recent times, Odin had been looking at him much more frequently than before.

This can only mean one thing.

Odin has entered his twilight!
Don't die so quickly.

I miss you very much, father!
Hela's eyes flickered, and Fenir jumped up, opened his wolf's mouth, and devoured nearly 40 souls that came over.

next second.

Two new souls are here again.

Luke is such a good guy.

After all these years, Fennir finally had enough to eat, with tears in his wolf eyes.

Tears welled up.

Luke, who followed the SWAT team and walked into the main building of the manor, sneezed.

"Ah!"

"I have a cold, boss."

"No."

Luke rubbed his nose and pointed to the main building lobby where the air was filled with thick smoke: "The smoke is too thick."

Look around.

The entire hall seemed to have been shot, and bodies were lying in various places.

"Jack."

"Boss."

"You stay here with Amy."

Luke came back to his senses and told Jack: "Look for CPH4. Once you find it, keep an eye on him and wait for me to come back."

Jack nodded: "Understood, boss."

Luke immediately walked towards the back door of the main building, planning to walk to the golf course from there to meet the Mandarin.

After all, the Mandarin traveled thousands of miles and traveled across the ocean to come and settle accounts with him.

As the host, he should come forward. No matter what, saying hello and inviting him to a meal are the most basic polite matters.

Otherwise, if the news spreads and other people hear it, they will think that he is not from Dongguo.

Well known.

Dongguo people are the most hospitable.

No matter if a friend or an enemy comes, they will say hello warmly.

He didn't want to lose this tradition.

Jack originally wanted to dissuade his boss from taking such a risky move.

but……

He thought about it and realized that Luke was following Hondo's SWAT team, so after thinking about it, he decided not to stop him and called the federal agents behind him to start searching places where things might be hidden in the main building of the manor.

Jack didn't know why Luke wanted CPH4.

But he knew that CPH4 was important to Luke.

and so……

This is enough!

Luke and Hondo led three groups of special police officers and quickly crossed the golf course that had lost any value, ignoring the broken helicopter burning on the lawn and Brian's helicopter hovering in the sky. Under the guidance, he followed the direction in which Mandarin and others fled, and chased them.

soon.

They were condescending and saw over there the Mandarin and Baraka Dibur and dozens of other people who had already run to the beach.

Baraka Dibble looked at the yacht docked on the sea.

Happy face.

next second.

He also looked at the six Coast Guard speedboats that appeared on the shoreline.

moment!

The smile on Baraka Dibble's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

……

(End of this chapter)