Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 203: robbery? Hand over the money

The French really liked her posture, even the Americans, but Jelena didn't think Luke might.

She is an art student who is good at observing the human body and copying the human body.

Only in the past two days, she realized that Luke's body was quite fit and should be a figure that can be maintained by long-term fitness.

It's a pity that it's still January, and if it's summer, she can have a full view of someone's body.

He must be strong! She thought so, and blushed again.

It's also not because of shyness but excitement.

Who made her an art student? Men with gorgeous muscle lines always have a preference.

Luke was relaxed now.

He had a big ticket last night and he needed to adjust his mood.

When at home, you can eliminate the discomfort by cooking or talking with Selena.

That feeling is not simply nausea, gloom, fear, or bloodthirsty, but there are more subtle emotions in it, in addition to those above, maybe a little excitement, expectation, joy, excitement, elation.

Human psychology has never been so simple.

The last time Greeson came, there was no major abnormality. It was largely Luke's self-regulation.

Tony Stark has appeared, and those bad guys were also left with the experience of leveling heroes.

Many times, Luke also treats those bad guys as experience npc in the game, and the feeling of killing is not so strong.

The existence of the system also gave him confidence.

So far, he has not deducted points for killing the wrong person.

Judging from the five points deducted from the five US knife, the system could not let him kill people randomly.

The other way around is to infer that he didn't kill anything wrong.

Luke was now eating and chatting with Elena in a happy mood, and then they went upstairs together.

Back upstairs, Elena got her easel and started her studies on the rooftop.

Luke also learned from Elena, took a chair out of the house, and sat there reading a notebook.

There, Irina's network was connected, and Luke looked at information about tourist attractions around the Internet.

After a while he looked up and saw that Elena beside her was already engaged in painting.

Luke stood up lightly, without disturbing her, but just glanced behind her, and couldn't stop crying and laughing: what's the matter with you? When am I an adult?

Elena's drawing board is a sketch that just started, and the person above looks at Luke.

But that Luke was full of light, and a pair of big wings, sitting there with a smile on his face, holding a copy of ... well, the Bible?

This gesture is exactly what Luke was sitting there just now.

But ... am I not holding a notebook? And it looks like it's going to be covered with white light. Isn't this overly beautified? He groaned in his mind, but did not disturb Elena.

Such things as artistic creation sometimes have nothing to do with actual reference objects, and are only related to the painter's own feelings and expression intentions.

Luke just smiled and shook his head, put away his laptop and went back to the house.

After a while, Luke quietly went downstairs.

At this moment, he changed a hooded sweater, a black backpack, a large mask, got off the subway and got on the bus.

This bus is shabby and not many people. The temperament of three or five people is sporadic. It looks like a good person without exception.

Doing nothing, being idle, causing trouble, and making trouble, is basically the daily process of these people.

When they saw Luke getting in the car, a few people glanced and said nothing.

But after ten minutes, someone couldn't help it.

Although Luke covered his face, his clothes and sitting postures showed a different way from these people.

The three frizzy black men came over, and there was no nonsense, just a flash in their hands, a butterfly knife, a small dagger, a knife and the like were taken out, approaching forward with a "obedient" attitude.

Luke sat there, moving his hands a few times, and the three black men saw that he seemed to have taken a pair of gloves out of his pocket and put them on his hands.

However, the gloves were not a weapon, and the three black men who didn't have enough brains didn't care and continued to move.

One reached for Luke's backpack, and the other grabbed his chest.

Just as the hands of two black people reached Luke, he stretched out his hands, held them, and twisted and pressed gently.

With two clicks, the two blacks screamed immediately.

Luke still sat there silently, embracing his hands in front of him, probing with both feet at will, and stepping on two black kneeling palms under his feet.

Everyone else in the car was stunned. They were all waiting to see the show. Who knows the result.

The two black men's stomped hands were the ones dislodged by Luke, daring not to force at all, but screaming and pulling the soles of his shoes with the other hand.

Luke was indifferent, his eyes suddenly moved, and he picked up the two fallen knives and raised his hand.

A scream sounded, a black man's gun fell to the ground, and a small knife was inserted into his wrist. The knife had completely penetrated his wrist, making it impossible to be a disabled person in this life.

Luke slowly got up and kicked off the two men who were still kneeling in front of them and screaming.

He stepped forward slowly, a butterfly knife in his hand still slowly turning.

No one murmured in the carriage, silently watching Luke picked up the m1911, exited the magazine unhurriedly, checked it, pulled the sleeve, checked it, and pointed it at the three blacks: " Give up your money. "

Everyone in the car: ... co-authoring this is also a professional.

Adding three black unlucky eggs together left no one hundred euros left, and then let them get out of the car, Luke returned to the back and sat.

Next, no one came to mess with him again.

Shortly after entering the 93 provinces, Luke got off the bus and took a deep breath: here, it's all taste of experience and points!

He deliberately walked to a slightly remote corner, and after a while, someone was hooked.

After successively looting a small group of three or three people, he finally met a group of guys with cars.

When several people came around with a knife, the muzzle of the black hole made them very honest.

One person in the opponent's car also had a gun, but unfortunately he was not as fast as Luke.

It was only when he drew his gun that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Luke hit his shoulder with a single shot. If he drew his gun, it would threaten his life. If he did not die, he would be lucky.

He threw people out of the car and drove away in the broken car.

Less than half an hour into the 93 province, he became a man with two guns and a car.

After rummaging in the car, with his keen sense of smell, he found out everything.

For example, some bullets, some piece of cash, and a little weed are not very useful.

He was very satisfied with more than ten coins, which could be used to test the rules of the system and save points to the greatest extent.

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