The Legendary Life of an American Superhero

Lake and George stepped out of the elevator and saw the footprints on his door.

George and Lake looked at each other.

It's kind of funny.

Does this guy think that the door of the Xingchen Building is made of wood, so easy to be kicked open, let alone kicked, it is said that the police force's breaking hammer is not so easy to break open.

And Lake is a person who values ​​personal privacy very much.

Like the door of the house downstairs in Kassel, this door was entrusted to a top safe production company to create a custom-made door.

If you have a key or fingerprint password, it is easy to open.

But if you want to use violence to break the door, huh, it's as difficult as robbing the safe of the commercial bank across the road.

Bulvo Allen, who was hiding behind the little Asian Loli, shouted in a frantic tone: "Let Lake Edwin come to see me, or I will kill her."

Lake sneered.

Kill to kill.

What do you do with me? You can see me when you say it. When you see me, don't you close your eyes when you die?

Lake didn't show up. In fact, just after Lake got out of the elevator and glanced at his door, he was pulled aside by George to let Lake avoid meeting the suspect.

only……

Going over there and taking a look, George, whose eyes fell on Little Loli, blinked, then turned his head and walked towards Lake.

Lake looked up at George: "Shoot directly, the necessary hostage casualties are within the controllable range."

Federal law enforcement agencies never negotiate terms with kidnappers.

Necessary hostage casualties exist in any rescue operation. As long as they are within control, they will not pursue any responsibility from the law enforcement agencies.

This is to deter those kidnappers. Don't do anything wishful thinking. Obedient surrender is the kingly way. If you resist stubbornly, there is only one dead end.

George's expression was a little weird: "He kidnapped that little loli who was destined for you."

"I have hair..."

"What."

Only then did Lake react, and he looked up at George: "What did you say? Little Lolita who has a fate with me, Skye?"

George nodded: "Yes, it seems to be called this name."

Lake turned around directly.

and many more.

Why is there something wrong with this style of painting, and why did Skye appear in the Xingchen Building, is he thinking of looking for him to get back the two hundred dollars for medical expenses?

Lake looked squatting on the V-belt of his door, holding Skye's arm tightly with one hand, and a pistol just sticking to the back of Skye's head, hiding himself behind Skye's Bulwar Allen.

Really Skye.

Lake raised his eyebrows.

Skye was about to cry.

Who did she provoke? Since she came out of the hospital that time, Skye first went to her hiding place, took out the money she had saved, and then found an abandoned building in Brooklyn as a new safe haven.

Skye finally saved up to five hundred dollars in the past few days. After thinking about it, he planned to return the money to Lake as the operation fee, but Skye didn't have Lake's phone number, so he thought of staying at the Xingchen Building. .

but……

People are squatting.

But squatting wrong, not only squatting the wrong person, but also squatting himself as a hostage.

How to do.

I'm running late for my new dishwashing job.

Skye was about to cry, especially the cold muzzle behind his head, which made Skye's scalp feel numb.

Mom, I'm afraid.

……and many more.

I don't seem to have a mother!

Skye was stunned for a moment, and then, there was a feeling of not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

Lake stood behind the SWAT officer, staring blankly at Bulwar Allen hiding behind Skye, calculating the angle of the gun.

but……

Calculate to calculate.

He can kill Bulvo Allen, but the marksmanship that can kill Bulvo Allen is not a human marksmanship, and it should belong to the series of justice from heaven.

Lake thought and looked at George: "Does the dead accept it?"

George shrugged.

Although the director did not explicitly say it, the police officers had already made up their minds. They would rather let this man go to the grave lying down than to let this man go to the courthouse upright.

That's good.

Seeing that George had no opinion on the dead suspect, Lake nodded and said, "Let your people go out, give me three minutes, come in and collect the body."

This sentence was heard by Bulwar Allen, who was hiding behind Skye.

Instant madness.

Bulwar Allen shouted loudly: "Lake Edwin, I want..."

Lake interrupted directly: "I'll be talking about you later, shut up first, don't you just want to kill me? I'll let these special police officers leave and give you a chance to kill me. Why, you don't want it?"

Bulvo Allen's brain was froze for a while, and then went crazy: "You better not play tricks."

Lake looked directly at George.

George was silent for a moment, nodded, and made a gesture to the Secret Service.

When leaving.

George made a gesture to Lake.

Lake laughed, pointed to the top of his head, and then spread his hands.

The people in the Xingchen Building are either rich or expensive. For surveillance, this thing is completely abhorrent. As long as the guards are well protected, do they need surveillance?

so……

There is no monitoring inside the Xingchen Building, not even the elevator.

George looked up, and sure enough, he didn't see a shadow of surveillance, made a gesture toward Lake, and then walked down the emergency channel with the special police.

However, George did not retreat outside the building, but stayed downstairs, waiting for the signal from Lake upstairs. Once the signal appeared, they went up to collect the body.

Lake sighed and said to Bulwar, who was hiding behind Skye: "Okay, stick out your cockroach."

Shooting that shoots into the sky, there will still be trouble during the autopsy.

if it is possible.

Every time Lake kills, he chooses to punch between the eyebrows. Although many people like to punch the chest, it is because the chest area is large and it is not so easy to make mistakes. However, there is a chance that the chest will be flashed by the bulletproof vest, so Lake prefers punching between the eyebrows.

Not only accurate.

And when it bursts, it seems that you can see the scene of fireworks bursting in the sky.

Picturesque.

Bulwer laughed frantically: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

Lake interrupted again: "Aren't you stupid? When I beat you at the bar, I called you stupid, I just hope you can understand your own shortcomings, I didn't expect that this time you really turned into a complete stupid. already."

Bulwer said coldly, "Shut up for me."

Lake shrugged.

Faithful.

Even if you don't like to hear it.

Bullvo snorted coldly: "I count three, give me your gun, or I'll kill her."

Lake was expressionless: "You kind of shoot."

"what?"

"You heard."

"..."

Skye was also dumbfounded, and suddenly stared at Lake with big eyes, as if to say, hey hey hey, I'm still alive, I can still save it, why not be so ruthless.

Lake said in a cold tone: "Why do you think I'm spending the SWAT police? You'll shoot if you want. As long as you don't have a hostage, trust me, I'll treat you well, and promise to let you experience the real cruelty."

threaten me?

The last person who threatened me, the grave head grass, has no idea how many meters it is.

Just killed a few law enforcement agents, and then inexplicably felt that he was an amazing waste material and a lonely and rich second generation?

No one can threaten me!

No!

What do you think.

Bulwar was also dumbfounded when he heard this.

This is completely different from the plot he imagined. He agreed to drop the gun obediently, and then he shot and killed it directly.

What about the script?

Where did my script go.

at this time.

Click!

Skye narrowed his eyes.

Lake shot the gun directly, the Glock 17 was loaded directly, and he aimed at Skye's chest expressionlessly: "Why, I don't dare to kill, do you want me to help you, so as not to waste everyone's time, end early, take you early Go back and enjoy my meal."

Bulvo returned to God: "Wait..."

Lake smiled and said, "Why?"

"There's surveillance here, if you shoot the hostages..."

"Don't worry, there is no monitoring inside the Xingchen Building."

"..."

Wait a moment.

This is not right.

After saying this, Lake blinked. Why does this conversation suddenly feel like the offense and defense are changing? How can I feel that I am the villain who is taking the hostages?

There seems to be a similar feeling in Bulwer.

Skye's face was dark, and his eyes were fixed on Lake's handsome face. There was a muzzle in front and a muzzle in the back.

how?

Do I deserve to be bullied at a young age?

Why should I be a hostage.

This black cop.

Skye shook his head and struggled uncontrollably.

Bulvo in the back came back to his senses.

Lake's eyes narrowed, and he shot directly.

"boom!"

A bullet came out of the chamber in an instant, drawing a beautiful arc.

Skye was about to suffocate.

even.

Skye could clearly see the trace of the fired bullet flying over.

I'm dying.

Skye looked at the bullet that shot straight at his left eye, and couldn't help shouting inwardly, and then, something strange happened.

The bullet seemed to change its trajectory.

sink.

As if being remotely controlled, it passed through the armpit that could accommodate the bullet, and then the bullet made a sharp turn and slammed into Bulwar's right hand holding the gun.

"boom!"

"what!"

Lake directly stepped forward and shot again, directly disconnecting Bulver's left hand holding Skye's arm, and then pushing and pulling Skye directly, quickly backing.

at the moment of being pulled up.

Skye felt like a rag doll, tumbling inside for a while, and then passed out gorgeously.

After the gunshots, George came up again, and after seeing Lycra holding Skye, he turned to the Secret Service team and made a back gesture: "Don't come here."

Several members of the secret service team glanced at each other, and after a while, tacitly turned their backs to the emergency passage.

"what!"

"what!"

"what!"

Bulwar screamed, his right hand hurt, and he wanted to press it with his left hand. As a result, his left hand also hurt when he pressed his right hand. After that, when switching back and forth, Bulvo's screams also switched.

Rick raised his pistol expressionlessly.

George stopped and said, "I'll come."

Rick chuckled.

George gestured to the little loli who fainted under Lake's armpit and said, "I have something to talk about with him. Don't you take your little loli to the hospital first?"

Lake looked at Skye, who was unconscious under his armpit: "..."