A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Although Lu Ke killed Chen Huaxing.

But he didn't take it to heart.

the reason is simple.

He summoned Chen Huaxing here not to seek revenge.

At the time, he had only received news that the Tangren Gang had made a foolish mistake and offended the FBI, resulting in their complete downfall. So he sent Chen Huaxing to Los Angeles to find a new partner.

Fools are beyond saving.

That's how the Tangren Gang is.

Chen Huaxing was the same.

Therefore, even though Lu Ke caused the downfall of the Tangren Gang and killed one of his favorite generals, he was not so angry that he immediately sent others to take Lu Ke's life.

Even now, he has no intention of taking Lu Ke's life.

The reason Eric went there yesterday was entirely because Eric and Chen Huaxing were good friends before.

So yesterday, Eric asked him if he wanted to send Lu Ke to keep Chen Huaxing company.

He thought about it and considered it a small matter, so he agreed.

But right now?

Boom!

The lead armored vehicle rammed through the manor gate and, after entering the manor, quickly formed a buffer zone with the other four armored vehicles that followed.

Armed agents filed out of the back door of the armored vehicle, then spread out and quickly engaged in firefights with the criminals who rushed out of the manor.

time.

Gunfire continued.

Luke stood outside the manor, looking at the tablet in his hand that was connected to his office in real time, talking to Debbie.

Jack and Amy stood guard over Luke, one in front and one behind.

Luke said it wasn't necessary.

But the two persisted.

Lu Ke then stopped insisting.

"Debbie, where's the helicopter?"

"coming."

The words fell.

Luke could hear the sound of the helicopter rotors spinning.

look up.

In the sky, a helicopter bearing the logo of the FBI was rapidly approaching this direction.

"I'm coming!"

After rushing for a while, Brian finally arrived. As soon as he connected to the internet via his headset, he said, "Luke, I see Baraka Deeble. He's at the golf course behind the estate."

From his vantage point, Brian could clearly see Baraka Debour, escorted by a group of armed men, seemingly about to depart in a helicopter parked on the nearby lawn.

Upon seeing this, Brian reported Baraka Dibour's location while directing the pilot to fly over.

Federal agents don't carry many weapons when they go on missions.

but……

Their arsenal is full of good stuff.

For example, RPGs!

"Pull!"

Brian opened the side door of the helicopter, took the RPG that the agent had loaded, leaned half of his body out of the cabin, aimed the RPG at the helicopter on the lawn that had already started spinning its rotors, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation: "Boom!"

The missile, trailing a long tail, streaked across the sky as it attacked the helicopter.

"Thick and greasy Xie Te!"

"PRG!"

"Lie down, boss!"

Upon seeing this, an armed man roared and immediately shoved his boss, Baraka Dibour, onto the lawn.

Before Baraka Dibour could react, he realized that his face was getting closer and closer to the lawn.

A thud.

He couldn't help but let out a scream!

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"call out!"

"boom!"

"Bang!!!"

The missile, trailing flames, pierced the fuselage from the right side of the helicopter's rotor blades, embedding itself perfectly within it, and then began to release its energy.

All of a sudden!

A fireball appeared and began to expand rapidly.

Boom!

The helicopter was instantly detonated, and with the burst of fireballs, countless fragments of parts shot out in all directions.

The propeller, like a sickle, detached from the fuselage and rumbled, carving a deep gash in the grass as it continued its relentless advance.

puff!

Before the three or four criminals who couldn't dodge in time could react, they saw the propeller slice through their bodies, tearing them apart and taking away their parts.

"Nice."

Brian watched the helicopter explode and take off below, and quickly covered his earpiece: "Luke, I blew up Baraka Deeble's helicopter."

Luke didn't actually care whether Baraka Dibour could escape.

He came here for two reasons.

One CPH4.

A Mandarin.

As for Baraka Dibour?

Whether he can escape or not, Luke doesn't really care. This guy can escape, as long as he leaves CPH4 behind.

Hearing Brian's excited voice through his headset, Luke immediately asked, "Besides Baraka Dybul, have you seen anyone else?"

other people?

Brian was slightly taken aback.

Their purpose in coming here is simply to arrest Baraka Dibour, isn't it?

As Brian thought this, his gaze swept down to the area around the main building, where people were clearing out the manor's henchmen at top speed, and near Baraka Deeble, who was quickly getting up from the lawn, his nose and lips bleeding profusely from what appeared to be cuts.

next second.

After Baraka Dibour got up, he quickly changed direction and looked towards the other side where they had fled. He saw a group of at least ten elite men who looked completely different from the manor's ragtag soldiers, and a middle-aged white man under their protection.

"I see!"

"where."

"It's also on the golf course behind... Shit, there's a path over there, they want to leave from there."

As Brian spoke, he noticed the plans of the people below, cursed angrily, and then urged the driver to hurry over.

Thanks to the protection of his subordinates, Baraka Deeble, though not killed by the RPG, broke his nose and teeth and was bleeding profusely. As his subordinates dragged him along, he saw the Mandarin with his hands behind his back, even his running posture was so stylish. He quickly shouted, "My lord, save me!"

The Mandarin, who was about to stylishly step over the fence his men had cut out and leave, paused upon hearing the voice behind him, then turned around to look.

Baraka Dibour had a mouthful of blood.

The Mandarin snorted coldly: "Useless coward who only knows how to run away when faced with trouble."

Baraka Dibour was stunned.

run?

Brother, aren't you running away?

Baraka Dibour was just about to speak when he heard the sound of propellers rapidly roaring overhead once again.

The Mandarin also looked up.

Eye-catching!

Brian once again leaned most of his body out of the cabin, holding an RPG, and appeared in his line of sight.

"fire!"

Brian didn't intend to send the criminals below to their deaths with a single RPG shot. Instead, he aimed at the area between Baraka Dybul and the middle-aged white man and pulled the trigger: "Boom!"

The missile was fired again.

It roared as it came.

The Mandarin looked at the whistling missile and sneered, the ring on his left middle finger flashing.

Pfft!

A green light appeared, followed by a bolt of lightning that struck the incoming missile.

Boom!