Super Detective in the Fictional World - Chapter 1082
Chapter 1082: Open the Doors and Welcome the Guests
The two cars blocked the front and back of the villa, and had automatic Gatling guns mounted on the top to guard against Luke’s escape.
Of the twelve men, ten entered the villa, five on each end, leaving only the drivers behind.
Luke had already noticed them.
When they broke into the villa, Luke quietly returned through the side door.
The stealth suit made him invisible, so much so that he was able to effortlessly follow half of the team down into the basement.
When the five men saw the light in the basement, the leader made a few tactical gestures before he threw a stun grenade inside.
Bang! Bang!
The five men waited for a second before they bent down and charged in.
Seeing everything clearly from behind them, Luke mumbled to himself, This bunch seems even more skilled than the Los Angeles SWAT team under Hondo.
Thinking that, he used his fake phone to activate a preset projection system.
In the basement, a figure suddenly appeared in one corner. “Honey, you’re back.”
Seeing the familiar face of the handsome man in black, the five-man team in the basement felt their hair stand on end. They subconsciously moved their guns and pulled the triggers.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The moment they opened fire, they felt that something was wrong. Why did this John Wick look so… unreal?
But following the gunshots, gunshots rang out behind them.
Starting from the door, the five people started to fall one after another.
The leader at the very front reacted and exclaimed, “It’s a 3D pro…”
Pa!
A bullet pierced the back of his neck, but neither his bulletproof helmet nor his bulletproof vest could save him.
The leader clutched his neck and gasped heavily, but there was no air in his lungs.
With a face full of despair, he twitched and fell to the ground.
Almost at the same time, the five-man team came charging in from the back door.
Their team was the one who had thrown the stun grenade, so the fact they had opened fire had to mean that they had discovered the enemy.
The only enemy here was John Wick.
Although the squad was fast, they remained vigilant and covered each other as they moved.
Luke sighed. It was indeed hard to deal with professionals.
When the five of them passed through the living room and were about to feel their way down into the basement, one of the two team members at the back sensed something behind him, and was about to turn around.
Luke was puzzled. The front had already started to move; why was this guy blocking his way?
It was just a passing thought, which disappeared quickly.
Pa!
A gun was pressed to the man’s face from behind and fired.
At that moment, the second team member at the back started to turn around, and was the second person to be shot.
Pa!
He collapsed as well.
Almost at the same time, two of the three people in front turned and lunged forward together.
Pa! Pa!
They were shot in the face as well. As one man rolled over the ground, the MP5 in his hand opened fire.
A string of bullets hit his partner behind him.
Pa!
The guy with the quickest reaction only lasted a second before his face exploded. He didn’t even see Luke as he followed his partners to heaven.
Luke didn’t stop shooting.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
He shot them in the legs again.
That couldn’t be helped. After all, John Wick liked to use the Mozambique method.
The so-called Mozambique shooting technique was to first shoot the enemy’s torso and stun them for a moment, before immediately following up with a kill shot.
Luke’s marksmanship was 100% within a 10-meter range, but in the end, he had to use twice the number of shots, even though it was a waste of bullets. He had to act!
Luke leisurely reloaded his gun and put it back into his holster. Then, he lowered his head and grabbed the two men’s MP5s and clips.
It had been a long time since he used an MP5. He missed it. Thinking that, he instantly moved to the hallway and raised one MP5 in his right hand toward the living room door.
Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!
The MP5 was still as quiet as ever, but the hail of bullets instantly shattered the glass door and knocked two people down.
When Luke opened fire, two more hitmen rushed in from the other side of the living room.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bullets shattered the glass partition and sprayed the living room.
Luke raised his left hand and fired the second MP5.
Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!
Two rifles went slack, and two bodies hit the ground.
The four hitmen had attacked almost at the same time, and they were worth hundreds of experience and credit points.
As he expected, these hitmen were all elites! The weaklings were already worth 200 experience and credit points.
Mind flashing with thoughts, Luke took a few grenades and smoke bombs from the squad. He threw them out the broken living room and front doors.
He was very strong, and had specially trained his aim.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a series of explosions, smoke quickly spread out from the villa.
However, the hitmen who surrounded the place were basically all veterans.
Apart from the mercenary team and the four impatient hitmen, nobody else moved. They simply observed the villa’s exits warily.
Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!
As the sound of an MP5 rang out, several hitmen outside suddenly screamed and fell.
Although the MP5 also used 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets, it had a much longer range than a pistol.
At that moment, Luke was holding two guns with abundant bullets. He fired three times in a row, and four hitmen in a range of 100 meters were hit in the head. Even wearing bulletproof vests couldn’t keep them alive.
“He’s come out.”
“About 100 meters southeast of here.”
“I see him! He’s running!”
As the hitmen yelled in alarm, Luke suddenly appeared 100 meters away from the villa and drove out in a car that he had parked there earlier rather than the one in the garage.
There was a rumble unlike that of an ordinary engine; it was muffled at first, before it swiftly got louder.
As the tires screeched over the ground, a modified Dodge Challenger rushed out and headed straight for Manhattan.
The hitmen cursed, got up, and ran to their cars.
Boogeyman John had actually escaped.
They hadn’t seen John’s face since the beginning, except when he had been standing at the door.
The ten men who had broken into the villa opened fire, but nothing happened. The other four men were killed at the two exits before they could enter. Luke even found and killed a few men who were lying in ambush.
How could they let him continue being arrogant?
Even hitmen had dignity.
