A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

The missile exploded in mid-air instantly.

The shockwave from the explosion felt like a slap on the helicopter, nearly throwing Brian, who was halfway out of the helicopter.

The pilot quickly maneuvered the helicopter, whose alarms were flashing, to climb rapidly, dodging bullets from the ground while trying to bring the plane to a crash.

Brian was also pulled in by the agents.

But the RPG on his shoulder wasn't so lucky; it fell straight to the ground.

"Shet!"

Brian cursed as he watched the RPG fall, then quickly covered his earpiece and reported the latest situation.

“Lucy, there’s a gap on the side of the golf course that leads to the sea. They plan to leave by speedboat from there.”

"I saw it."

Luke looked at the latest satellite screenshot that Debbie had just sent him on his tablet.

Just five seconds ago, there was a photo of the Mandarin raising his left hand.

only……

Are they planning to flee by sea?

Do you think you can think of something that I can't?

Wouldn't that be an insult to me, a tactical master who has spent so many years in the Main God Space?

Luke smiled and tossed the tablet back into the car.

As an assistant director of operations for the FBI, he may not have a large number of police officers at his disposal under normal circumstances.

But other law enforcement agencies would fully support a federal operations assistant director who had just been attacked and nearly killed.

Los Angeles Police Department.

Special weapons and tactical groups.

Another example……

Coast Guard.

"Debbie!"

"Boss."

Luke took a spare Glock 19 from the car, checked the magazine for full rounds, and tucked it into his lower back: "Has the Coast Guard arrived?"

In the office, Debbie, who was in charge of handling the scene and intelligence, was extremely busy, quickly confirming: "They've arrived."

Lu Ke smiled and said, "That's good."

As he said before, he was very well prepared.

Special police teams are conducting assault operations on the ground.

FBI helicopters were circling overhead.

On the sea, he called in the Coast Guard to help him out.

This is the kind of prestige he enjoys as the Assistant Chief of Operations in Los Angeles!

Not to mention, the perimeter of the manor has already been cordoned off by police officers.

This was a trap he had specially set up out of respect for the Mandarin.

As it turned out, his respect was justified.

This Mandarin really does have special abilities.

but……

Even if you have special abilities, so what?

You must start the feast today.

I said it.

Even Jesus couldn't save them!

Lu Ke yanked his suit collar straight up with both hands, then took the lead and walked into the manor: "Let's go."

The gunfire at the main building of the manor has subsided considerably.

Under the high-standard and powerful firepower of the SWAT team, more than thirty henchmen had already fallen in pools of blood in the main building.

At this moment.

Haier in the underworld.

Hela, sitting on the back of the giant wolf Fenrir, looked with a smile at the more than thirty souls who had indirectly died because of Luke and had come here.

The giant wolf Fenrir looked at the thirty-odd souls and drooled with greed.

Actually, letting that guy pursue my best friend doesn't seem like a bad idea.

A thought suddenly popped into Fenrir's mind.

next second.

"Snapped!"

Hela, on Fenrir's back, seemed to have heard Fenrir's thoughts and patted his wolf head: "Hurry up and swallow it, in case that old bastard Odin casts his gaze over here."

As Hela spoke, she looked up at the sky above Hel's Underworld.

She could sense that Odin was looking at her much more frequently lately than before.

This can only mean one thing.

Odin has entered his twilight years!

Please don't die so soon.

I miss you so much, Father!

Hela's eyes flickered, while Fenrir beneath her leaped up, opened his wolf's mouth, and devoured all of the nearly forty souls that came towards her.

next second.

Two new souls have arrived.

Luke is such a good person.

After so many years, Fenrir, finally able to eat his fill again, had tears welling in his wolf eyes.

Tears welled up.

As Luke followed the SWAT team into the main building of the manor, he sneezed.

"Ah!"

"I've caught a cold, boss."

"No."

Lu Ke rubbed his nose and pointed to the main hall, which was filled with thick gunpowder smoke: "The smoke is too thick."

Look around.

The entire hall seemed to have been splattered with gunfire, and corpses lay scattered everywhere.

"Jack."

"Boss."

"You stay here with Amy."

Luke snapped out of his daze and instructed Jack, "Find CPH4. Once you find him, keep an eye on him and wait for me to come back."

Jack nodded: "Understood, boss."

Luke then walked towards the back door of the main building, intending to go to the golf course to meet the Mandarin.

After all, the Mandarin had traveled thousands of miles across the ocean to come and settle accounts with him.

As the host, he should have stepped forward, at least to greet him and invite him to a meal; that's the most basic courtesy.

Otherwise, if word gets out and other people hear it, they might think he's not from the East.

Well known.

The people of Dongguo are the most hospitable.

Whether it's a friend or an enemy, they will greet each other warmly.

He doesn't want to lose this tradition.

Jack had originally intended to dissuade his boss from taking such a risky move.

but……

After considering it for a moment, he decided not to stop Luke, who was following behind Hongdo's SWAT team. He then instructed the federal agents behind him to begin searching the main building of the manor where things might be hidden.

Jack didn't know why Luke wanted CPH4.

But he knew that CPH4 was important to Luke.

and so……

This is enough!

Luke and Hondo led three teams of special police officers, quickly crossing the now worthless golf course, ignoring the wrecked helicopter burning fiercely on the grass, and following the direction in which the Mandarin and the others had fled, guided by Brian hovering in the sky.

soon.

From their vantage point, they could see over there the Mandarin, Baraka Debour, and their group of dozens of others who had already reached the beach.

Baraka Dibour looked at the yacht moored on the sea in his line of sight.

His face lit up with joy.

next second.

He also watched as six speedboats belonging to the coast guard appeared on the coastline.

moment!