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Luke¡¯s face was full of righteousness and he spoke righteously: ¡°A inhumane butcher like Dukhovich must receive a just trial.¡±
Russell glanced over and saw that a black bald man beside him was already singing a love song into the phone. He always felt that these two people were not normal.
"It's a pity that now they are the only teammates, so she can only say: "Isn't he your friend?"
Luke grinned: "This friendship is not deep enough to help him deal with Interpol. Agent Russell, you also have friends, are you willing to break the law and fight the police for them?"
Russell was speechless.
She can¡¯t say it directly, because Kincaid doesn¡¯t abide by the law, so by the way, she suspects that Mr. ¡°Cool Bird¡± doesn¡¯t abide by the law either!
She could only acquiesce to Luke's request to join the gang.
What can we do otherwise? She can't beat Kincaid, and she has no confidence to deal with this mysterious cool bird.
She can only place her hopes on the reinforcements she invited, who is qualified to talk to these two guys.
Thinking of the reinforcements, she couldn't help but sigh.
When she saw the two people sitting on each side of the room, she scratched her head: Why do capable men have so many flaws?
Two hours later, there was a knock on the door.
Russell looked at Luke and got a nod from him.
Opening the door, a man was let in.
However, before the man and woman entered the living room, they started to quarrel quietly in the hall at the door.
Luke listened with great interest.
This is right! If there is no big gossip between men and women, it is not called love.
Love is not as sweet as Kincaid said. This kind of situation is the norm.
Over there, Kincaid was also awakened by the quarrel between a pair of grudges.
Looking at Luke who was smiling while listening to the gossip, he rolled his eyes: He is indeed a bitch.
After listening for a moment, Kincaid became impatient. He picked up the mop and crutches he found temporarily, walked to the door of the living room, and looked at the two people quarreling.
At this moment, the dispute between the two has reached the point of talking to each other: "You know? Last Thursday, a bag of white flour exploded out of the back door of a banker weighing more than 300 pounds. Well, it was in the back seat of my car. You know, The back seat of the car is not leather, but cloth.¡±
"Okay, Michael, I don't have time"
"imagine how I feel when I wash my car"
"Michael, I don't have time to talk to you"
"I will definitely sell that car when I have the chance"
"That's enough, Michael! I didn't betray you, I just dumped you!"
""
"Michael, you always want to put the fault on me" Russell's voice was high for a moment, then lowered in the afternoon, and he sighed helplessly: "The escort target this time is inside. As agreed, you do this well. Mission, I'll help you get your 3A rating back, don't talk nonsense like you forgive me, I don't need it."
Kincaid had a toothache expression on his face and felt that he didn't want to hear it anymore: "Hey, the blood sender has arrived uh"
"Wtf!"
The two people facing each other at the door said this almost in unison, and Kincaid raised the gun in his hand.
The visitor's reaction was also very quick. He immediately slapped his hand away and hit it against the door frame.
Kincaid, who was in pain, involuntarily let go of the gun, and pulled out another gun from behind his waist with his other hand.
The person who came here pressed his hands, locked his hand and slammed it on the door frame on the other side, knocking the gun off.
At the same time, he freed up one hand and reached for his waist.
Kincaid also reacted quickly and drove his knee to the middle of his legs.
The man clamped his legs together and pressed his gun-drawing hand against the fatal knee.
The two of them bumped into the wall of the hall with a loud bang.
Kincaid put his hand under the man's armpit and pulled out a pistol. The man also changed his hand and pulled out the gun from his waist. The muzzles of the two men's guns were pointed at each other's head almost at the same time.
The next moment, both of them felt their hands holding the gun tighten.
Looking sideways, he found Luke standing beside the two of them with a smile, holding their gun-holding hands: "I think it would be better to complete the blood transfusion to an elderly person first, and then you can start giving it slowly. How about that?" ?¡±
"Who are you?" The visitor looked at Luke blankly.
Kincaid breathed a sigh of relief.
He has forgotten that he has a "companion", although this "companion" is not very reliable.
"You idiot bodyguard really has two Uh" He glared at the person before he cursed. Kincaid felt dizzy, rolled his eyes, and fell back.
Luke sighed helplessly and looked at Kincaid.
This guy is still holding one hand by himself, and his whole body is hanging softly in the air, just like a female dancer being hung in a ballroom dance.
He resisted the impulse and did not throw the old guy out. Instead, he dragged him back to the sofa in the living room.
Turning to look at the person coming at the door, Luke gestured: "Where's the blood? Give this old guy some blood, otherwise he will continue to faint."
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way, finally put away his gun, and walked in carrying the box containing the blood bag.
Russell was stunned for a while before finally coming back to his senses and putting away the several guns that fell on the ground.
She didn¡¯t even know that Kincaid actually had so many guns hidden on his body.
After a while, Luke sat down by the window with great interest, pretending to watch the scenery, when he heard a pair of crazy men and women starting to argue again.
"What? You asked me to escort this murderer? He tried to kill me twenty-seven times, no, counting just now, it was twenty-eight times"
"Kinkade is a witness! If he is not sent to testify before the International Criminal Tribunal in The Hague opens tomorrow, Dukhovich will be acquitted"
¡°Can¡¯t we just take him to The Hague?¡±
"I can't! There is a traitor in Interpol. All eighteen elite operators who escorted the team in the morning died, including six GIPNs."
"Ha, you call them elites? I think it's more appropriate to say they are kind."
The visitor, Michael, is a young man under thirty years old. He has handsome features, but his face is unshaven and he looks very sad. He also talks a lot.
¡°Hmm, it¡¯s as arrogant as Kincaid.
And while having a fight with his "ex" girlfriend, Agent Russell, he also threw a playing card at the face of the unconscious Kincaid, and the card slapped Kincaid's face.
Luke was too lazy to care, since the old guy was pretty thick-skinned anyway.
The man and woman talked and became excited again and walked to the bedroom.
Luke originally thought that there would be a plot like in the movie, where arguing doesn't work, so he uses his body to decide the outcome.
Unfortunately, in less than two minutes, the two came out again, and Russell even put on her coat - she went to put on her coat.
"Why do you believe me? Because I have never lied to you." In the hall at the door, Russell's voice was choked: "After completing this mission, I will help you get a 3a-level evaluation. You Then we can live the kind of life we ??had before. Then, we will never contact each other again, okay?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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