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Over there, Kincaid sneered: "What's there to talk about with this kind of transvestite? Well, maybe it's a zombie or a vampire or something."
Michael: "Zombie! The one he didn't even let us hit in the head must be a zombie."
boom!
Just after he turned into a black shadow, the driver who came around behind Luke at high speed was hit by a stick and fell to the ground.
This driver¡¯s strength is at most 60% of the level of the female vampire Raquel¨¦ in the Chamber of Secrets. It will only be bad luck to meet him.
Luke put his foot on this guy's back: "Tell me, who sent you here? Don't tell me it's Dukhovich, he's not one of your kind."
The driver struggled feebly on the ground and shouted: "Is there something painted on your stick?"
Luke hit him on the back of the head with the tip of the swinging stick: "You don't seem to be like Sa! I've already cracked your head, do you think I don't know that you are afraid of silver weapons?"
As he hit hard, a little spark flashed on the back of the driver's head, and he screamed: "You know how dare you go against us? We will retaliate."
Luke became impatient and picked up the Glock with the magazine in his hand.
Bang bang bang bang!
A row of holes appeared from the driver¡¯s lower abdomen.
"Now I'm asking you a question. Tell me the addresses of you people, and I'll ask them to help you take revenge." He said mockingly.
Within five minutes, Luke stabbed the driver through the head with a stick.
¡°Looking at the gangster driver who was wailing and struggling, disintegrating into a cloud of sparks and being wiped out in ashes, the chatty duo also fell silent.
Luke got into the car and shouted from the back seat: "Get in the car, guys, it's a hurry."
The two of them woke up from a dream, got in the car and continued to set off.
Luke took out a lollipop again and ate it, humming "nobodygetsoutalive~".
There was a moment of silence in the front row, and then Kincaid, the shameless man, asked, "What the hell is that?"
Luke changed the lollipop from the left cheek to the right cheek: "Michael's idea is wrong. If you hit the vampire on the head, he will not necessarily die, but it will be painful and disfigured. So, of course he doesn't want to be hit on the head. .¡±
Michael couldn't help but interjected: "Are you familiar with these vampires?"
Luke shook his head: "I'm not familiar with them, but I've seen a guy named Sunwalker chase them and kill a lot of them."
Both Michael and Kincaid took a deep breath.
This kind of monsters who are still alive at a dozen shots can still chase a large number of people?
Having said this, Luke also raised his own question: "Why did Dukhovich hook up with a vampire? Have you heard any suspicious news?"
The two people in the front row were silent for a moment, and Michael shook his head.
But Kincaid spoke up: "I once heard that Dukhovich would secretly send certain "prisoners" sentenced to death to certain places in Eastern Europe, and the people who would take over were private institutions."
Luke hummed and said nothing.
Dukhovich provides "goods" to vampires, and the two are mutually beneficial. This possibility is not small.
There is nothing more convenient than a person in power to search for "goods". When the person in power is cruel and has no bottom line, searching will be more convenient.
After this incident, the chatty duo were quiet for a moment.
But Michael suddenly asked: "With surveillance alone, how can they catch up with us? There are at least three or four forks along the way. Do they have people guarding every fork in the road? I would rather believe that they have someone at the dock."
Luke said nothing.
It is impossible for him to reveal his whereabouts. The top priority of counterfeit mobile phones is anti-surveillance and anti-location.
¡°And he rarely moves in Europe, and the targets of his activities are basically dead, so there is no possibility of being targeted.
However, his eyes fell on Kincaid, the co-pilot.
Michael also looked at Kincaid.
The black bald head was full of surprise: "What? I am a victim. Will I ask someone to kill me?"
Michael thought about it and couldn't help but glance at the back row from the rearview mirror.
Luke coughed lightly: "The mobile phone I use will not be tracked, and I don't know about yours."
Michael shook his head decisively: "I'm using a ghost chip, so I can't trace the source"
Having said this, he looked at the bald black man suspiciously: "Where did you get the gun just now?"
?Kincaid shrugged: "I took it from a mercenary before."
Michael: "You didn't take his cell phone, did you?"
Kinkaid was silent for a moment, then laughed twice: "Smooth."
The moving car shook, and Michael roared angrily: "Wtf! Why don't you throw it away? Don't you know that mobile phone chips can easily track the location? That's why I use the ghost chip! All this It¡¯s been 4002 years, are you, an old antique, still living in the last century?¡±
Kinkaid was dissatisfied: "I am an old man, but I take action when I have identified the goal. I will not plan, hesitate, and weigh gains and losses like you do, okay?"
The chatty duo started arguing again.
However, while arguing, Kincaid still threw his phone out of the window and admitted his mistake with practical actions.
Luke continued to take out the lollipop and eat it, and continued to watch the party as if he were eating candy.
Kincaid has a mobile phone on him, which may attract enemies, and he knows this.
But so what? Aren¡¯t they all experience points delivered to your door?
It¡¯s a pity that Michael found the decoy phone, and Luke didn¡¯t want to be known as a fool.
¡°Once someone is recognized as a fool, they will avoid him if good things happen, and they will try to take the blame for bad things.
Facing the gradually brightening dawn, the three of them rushed to a pier.
Michael was not wrong. The other party was indeed chasing after the phone and was not aware of his intentions.
No one is squatting here at the pier.
There are many docks in the UK, and there are also many ferries to France and Amsterdam.
The mercenaries who were chasing Kinkaid were not that powerful yet, so they monitored all the docks in a short period of time.
But there must be someone watching the undersea tunnel, which is why Michael didn¡¯t drive to France.
After getting on the ferry, the three of them leaned on the railing at the top of the ferry and watched Britain gradually move away.
When Luke boarded the ship, he bought a large bag of odds and ends at the small supermarket on the dock. He first gave Kincaid a bottle of drink: "Energy drink! Well, not the kind in Michael's car."
Kincaid didn¡¯t take it seriously, took it and started drinking.
Luke pushed another bottle of coffee to Michael: "You are still young, just use this to refresh yourself."
Neither of them paid attention, they opened the drinks and started drinking, chatting while drinking.
Luke sat on the railing next to him with a smile, took out a sandwich and ate it.
Midway through, he didn¡¯t forget to pass the food to the chatty duo after they finished their drinks.
The reason why he was so kind was, of course, that the trip took a few hours, and it would be nice to hear some cross talk between the two of them.
Food replenishes physical strength, drinks replenish saliva, these two chatters can go on and on.
Listening to the two talking nonsense, Luke gradually understood what was going on with Kincaid.
In a sense, this black bald man and Luke are the same kind of people. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com