Chapter 709 I Said, He Is Right Behind You
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With a scream, this cheap boy has been electrocuted. Fastest update┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛
Luke has nothing to do.
These mercenaries were neither Kincaid nor Roselle, so ghosts would endure Michael's stinky mouth.
"Now, tell me, where did Kincaid go? I count to three..."
Michael's mouth moved quickly: "Wait, wait. Are you a vampire? Look at your pale face and red lips..."
The executioner who thought out "one" involuntarily paused, but still shouted "two".
Michael hurriedly spoke faster: "I said, I said. He's right behind you, I swear! See, I'm speaking in the name of Boy Scouts... ah"
The executioner impatiently put the electric shock on him again: "You lied to the ghost! I thought I would believe... uh uh"
A loop of rope slipped from above, tying him up, and the rope looped quickly around him several times.
Two large hands stretched out from behind the executioner, squeezed his hands, took the electric shock away from Michael, and pressed the backhand on the executioner's chest full of weird tattoos. Immediately afterwards, one hand pressed the electric shocker, and the other hand reached over the adjustment button, turned on the power to the maximum, and pressed harder on the executioner's chest: "He didn't lie to you, I'm right behind you! "
How could the executioner answer, a burst of blue smoke rose, and the aroma of barbecue began to waft from his body.
But even so, the guy was still sane, just groaned in pain, and two fangs popped out of his lips.
"Tell me, where are all your fellow clans?" Luke paused for a moment and asked.
"You wait to die! They will come to you..." The executioner threatened.
Luke was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him at all. He got Michael who was tied to the execution chair off a few times, threw it on the mattress beside him, and tied the executioner to it.
With both hands, he slammed the tip of the electric shocker into the torturer's chest. After turning on the current, it didn't matter.
Walking to the side, he checked Michael's situation.
As a result, this guy should have been insomnia a lot lately,
The electric shock successfully helped him enter a semi-drowsy state, and Luke didn't bother to wake him up.
Luke suddenly turned his head and said, "Kinkade, put down that cutting machine, why do you want to kill someone? If you have the strength, get Michael out first."
As soon as he entered the door, the black bald head who picked up a cutting machine and was about to smash someone was stunned: "Cool bird?"
Luke snorted: "Are you still going to The Hague to testify? If you don't want to go, put Michael outside in the car and do it yourself."
Kincaid: "You let me go?"
He had several chances to slip away before, but he was stared at by Luke and could only give up.
Hearing this now, he is a little unconvinced.
Luke: "I took a chance and shot Dukhovich directly. It was the same with or without you."
Kincaid sighed helplessly: "Forget it, this is what I owe Michael."
Luke was in his heart, but he didn't say a word.
The black bald-headed wife is still in the hands of Interpol, so it's no wonder he can get away.
And his agreement with Interpol was that when he appeared in court, Interpol would let his wife go.
Unlike the naive Interpol, Luke knew that the only way to restrict Kincaid from escaping was his wife.
When Sonya gets out of the cage, will the old guy Kincaid still serve his sentence in prison?
Unless the old guy is put in that kind of special prison, but Interpol shouldn't have a prison for special people.
Interpol sounds great, but in fact, they are wrangling with other countries every day. Few countries like them, let alone provide them with sites to build special prisons.
Walking back to the execution chair, he cut off the power supply: "Now, do you remember where your kin is?"
Executioner: "I, I really don't know, I'm just a temporary guard here."
"In other words, you're useless?" Luke sneered.
Hearing this, the executioner suddenly came back to his senses: "No... uh uh"
Too late.
Luke was impatient, and directly inserted the electric shocker in his hand into the executioner's heart: "Then you can die."
The executioner's whole body began to smoke, but he roared in despair: I just wanted to say stop the electricity, I'll say anything!
Kinkade outside shouted, "Are you ready? We're leaving."
Luke looked at the executioner who smelled of barbecued meat, and pouted: "This way you won't die? Vampires really live up to their reputation."
The swinging stick in his hand slammed down, and the silver-plated tip penetrated the executioner's head.
The vampire howled miserably, and a spark burst out from the eye socket, completely vanishing into ashes.
System: Kill the vampire servant executioner and destroy the secret lair.
The total task experience is 1000, points
The task contribution rate is 100, the experience gained is 1000, and the points are 1000.
Host experience: 4075090000
integral:
This time the harvest is not bad. Although I didn't kill the group of mercenaries just now, I also gained nearly a thousand experience points.
As for the abilities of vampires and their servants, they are basically the same, and can only be regarded as pure experience.
Luke walked out of the small building, stepped on his fat Harley, and said to Kincaid who was sitting in the car: "You go directly to The Hague, I'll follow you, and if there are mercenaries, I'll help you deal with it."
Kincaid nodded and drove off.
It's past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the International Criminal Court in The Hague will leave work at five o'clock.
To catch up with today's trial, Kincaid couldn't afford to delay any longer.
Not long after, Kincaid changed his car and took Michael, who had just woken up, to The Hague.
It's just that this guy's mouth is too cheap. Luke got in a little later, and he was electrocuted twice. I really can't blame others.
Kincaid's Ford was in front, and Luke's fat Harley followed behind, all the way west.
The Hague is only 60 kilometers from Amsterdam, and it takes 40 minutes by car to get there.
At the exit of the expressway before entering The Hague, the mercenary emerged again.
Luke has long seen mercenaries scouting with binoculars on the viaduct, which is not surprising.
He just gave Kincaid a word and told them to go to court with confidence.
Kincaid glanced at the rear-view mirror, and saw two SUVs just got out of the back street, the windows were shattered and fell into the street.
Luke chose the most accustomed way this time.
The mercenaries' SUVs just appeared in front of him, and he accelerated to charge, holding the ump found in the mercenary den, and swept the inside.
Michael, who was sober, was also paying attention to the situation behind the car. Seeing someone so simple and rude, he breathed out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, after we entered Amsterdam, we didn't spend time with the cool bird, otherwise this time I would definitely Go to jail."
Although Luke didn't show his face after riding Fatty Harley, Michael wasn't stupid.
With such exaggerated skills, the only people who will help them at this time are the disappearing cool birds.
Kincaid: "...Is it really good to say this kind of slander to an old man who is going to go to jail after court?"
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