A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Even though almost five months have passed, some low-brow media outlets, for the sake of their pitiful exposure, are still advocating for a showdown between West Coast superhero Luke and East Coast superhero Iron Man to determine who is the Federation's superhero.

pity.

Both Luke and Iron Man scoffed at such claims.

Of course.

Lu Ke laughed, simply thinking that such a approach was foolish.

He is strong.

Who doesn't know that?

As for why Iron Man would laugh upon hearing such a statement, only Iron Man himself probably knows the reason.

However, Iron Man probably isn't in the mood to pay attention to this kind of news lately.

After all, the story of Iron Man 2 had just ended two days ago, and Iron Man was probably still cleaning up the mess left by Hammer Industries.

In short, Rachel's meaning is very simple.

She didn't think anyone in Los Santos would be so blind as to go looking for trouble and discomfort in front of West Coast superheroes, her superheroes.

Rachel blinked as she looked at Luke's upturned lips.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Look in the rearview mirror."

"..."

As Rachel listened to Luke's words, her gaze shifted upwards and landed in the rearview mirror, looking at an unremarkable Toyota behind her.

"What are you looking at?"

"This car has been following us all the way."

"what?"

Rachel's eyes narrowed, her slightly tipsy consciousness sobering up considerably after those words. She instinctively fastened her seatbelt: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Luke smiled and looked at Rachel: "Didn't you just say that in Los Santos, no petty thief would be so foolish as to come looking for trouble in front of me?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at Luke and took her phone out of her backpack.

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing?"

"Call the police!"

"Need not."

What a joke.

Call the police?

who is he.

FBI!

Moreover, he's the FBI's Assistant Director of Operations. If he calls the police over such a small problem, what will become of his reputation?

While talking.

Lu Ke turned right at the intersection, then pulled the handbrake and made a U-turn. He watched as the Toyota following closely behind him also accelerated and turned around.

The Toyota driver, after turning the corner, saw the Audi A8 parked on the road, exclaimed in surprise, and instinctively stepped on the brakes.

Through the windshield, Luke saw the driver of the Toyota and a burly man with a thick beard sitting in the passenger seat.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Rachel felt her breathing become somewhat labored.

"land……"

"boom!"

Before Rachel could finish speaking, she raised an eyebrow, looking at the white mark that had suddenly appeared on the windshield, with only one thought in her mind.

The other party opened fire.

next second.

The rear door of the Toyota opened, and two white men leaned out, holding M4A1 assault rifles, pointing them at Luke's Audi A8, ready to pull the trigger.

Puff puff!

A dense hail of bullets rained down on the windshield and body of the Audi A8.

Rachel gasped in surprise!

"Lu Ke!"

"Bah!"

Lu Ke pushed the handbrake, and instantly, a powerful surge of power erupted, causing the car to drift once again, turn around, and head forward.

"Chase!"

"Yes!"

Toyota followed closely behind. After realizing they had been exposed, the two white men in the back seat simply leaned out, holding assault rifles, and unabashedly pulled the triggers.

The bullets struck the Audi A8 like striking a perfect symphony.

Lu Ke thought it sounded alright.

I just drank a bit too much, so listening to music can also help me sober up.

Anyway, his Audi A8 is bulletproof, and its safety performance is in no way inferior to Nick Fury's SUV.

But Rachel in the passenger seat wasn't feeling well.

Luke had to consider his fiancée's feelings.

and so……

"wait for me."

"Varied……"

Rachel was just about to speak when she saw Luke in the driver's seat unbuckle his seatbelt, turn the steering wheel, open the car door, and in the instant the Audi A8 was drifting in place, step out with his right foot and walk straight out of the car.

next second.

Luke, holding the Glock 19, aimed it at the Toyota rushing towards him from behind and pulled the trigger!

This Toyota isn't bulletproof.

boom!

A bullet, a single shot, and it's dead.

A bullet pierced the windshield and struck the driver in the forehead.

The driver's head exploded instantly.

Luke moved the muzzle of his gun to the left.

The bearded man in the passenger seat narrowed his eyes and quickly reached out with his left hand to turn the steering wheel.

moment.

The Toyota veered off course like a runaway horse, veering onto the sidewalk and crashing into a wall beside the road.

The two white men quickly opened the car doors and ran out of the car.

Luke pulled the trigger without even looking.

moment.

Two bullets landed precisely in the head on the two white men as they got out of the car, before they could even pull the trigger, killing them both instantly.

but……

The bullet aimed at the passenger seat didn't make Luke hear the watermelon explode.

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow and looked at the passenger seat.

boom!

The passenger door burst open instantly, and then the bearded man sitting in the passenger seat got out of the car, looked at Lu Ke, and took the bullet off his forehead.

"Mutant?"

"No!"

The bearded man's right hand, which was holding the bullet, turned into the bullet's golden color at a visible speed, then spread to his entire body, and in the blink of an eye, he became a little golden man, grinning at Luke and revealing two rows of equally golden teeth: "He's here to kill you."

The words fell.

The bearded man, now completely golden, instantly sprang into action, like a golden train starting up, rumbling towards Luke.

Luke raised his hand and fired.

Duang!

DuangDuangDuang!

Several bullets landed precisely on the bearded man, but they made a metallic sound as they struck the metal.

Useless.

Luke instantly holstered his pistol, looked at the golden-haired bearded man charging towards him, sneered, and instead of retreating, advanced with his right fist.

He will strike like lightning.

boom!

Lu Ke ducked to avoid the golden-haired bearded man's fist, then his right fist slammed into the bearded man's waist. Immediately afterward, his right fist, like a viper's tongue, transformed into a palm strike just before hitting the bearded man's throat, directly striking his throat.

Duang!

A crisp and melodious sound rang out again.

With a sinister grin, the man with the golden beard, seemingly unharmed, reached out his hands to grab Lu Ke as if he were a chick.

The main theme is simple and crude.