Chapter 705 Nobody Gets Out Alive

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Mobile phone synchronous reading

Over there, Kincaid sneered: "What's there to talk about with this transvestite? Well, it's a zombie, or a vampire or something. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛"

Michael: "Zombie! He didn't let us hit the head, it must be a zombie."

boom!

It turned into a black shadow, and the driver who circled behind Luke at high speed was swayed by the stick and fell to the ground.

The strength of this driver is at most 60% of that of the female vampire Laquerie in the secret room, and meeting him will only be bad luck.

Luke put his foot on the guy's back: "Tell me, who sent you here? Don't tell me it's Duhovic, he's not your kind."

The driver struggled weakly on the ground and shouted, "Your stick... is there something painted on it?"

Luke knocked on the back of his head with the top of the swing stick: "You don't seem to be spilling! I broke your head, do you think I don't know that you are afraid of silver weapons?"

As he pounded hard, a little spark appeared in the back of the driver's head, and he screamed: "You know how dare you fight against us? We'll take revenge."

Luke became impatient and picked up Glock who had changed the magazine in his hand.

Bang bang bang!

A row of holes appeared in the driver's lower abdomen.

"I'm asking you now. Give me the addresses of you guys, and I'll ask them to avenge you," he said sarcastically.

In less than five minutes, Luke stabbed the driver in the head with a stick.

Looking at the gangster driver who collapsed into a spark and vanished into ashes in the wailing struggle, the chatter duo also fell silent.

Luke got into the car and shouted from the back row, "Get in the car, hurry up, guys."

The two of them woke up like a dream, got in the car and continued to set off.

Luke took out a lollipop again and ate it, humming "nobody gets out alive~".

The front row was silent for a moment, and it was Kincaid, a cheeky man, who asked, "What the hell is that?"

Luke changed the lollipop from left cheek to right cheek: "Michael's idea is wrong.

Hit a vampire on the head, he won't necessarily die, but it will hurt a lot, and it will also be disfigured. So, of course he didn't want to be beaten. "

Michael couldn't help but interject: "You are familiar with these... vampires?"

Luke shook his head: "I'm not familiar with it, but I've seen a guy named Sunwalker who chased and killed a lot of them."

Both Michael and Kincaid gasped.

Such a monster that is still alive and kicking after more than a dozen shots, can he chase and kill a large number of people by himself?

Speaking of which, Luke also raised his own question: "Why did Duhovich hook up with vampires? Have you heard any suspicious news?"

The two people in the front row were silent for a moment, and Michael shook his head.

Kincaid opened his mouth: "I have heard that Duhovic secretly sends certain "prisoners" sentenced to death to certain places in Eastern Europe, and the people who take over are some private institutions."

Luke hummed and said nothing.

Duhovic provides "goods" to vampires, and the two are mutually beneficial, which is not a small possibility.

There is nothing more convenient to scavenge "goods" than a person in power, and when the person in power is brutal and has no bottom line, it will be more convenient to scavenge.

After the trouble, the chatter duo were quiet for a moment.

But Michael suddenly asked, "How can they catch up with us just relying on surveillance? There are at least three or four forks along the way. Do they have people guarding each of them? I'd rather believe that they have someone at the dock."

Luke didn't say a word.

It is impossible for him to reveal his whereabouts. The top priority for counterfeit mobile phones is anti-monitoring and anti-location.

Moreover, he rarely travels in Europe, and the objects of his activities are basically dead, and there is no possibility of being targeted.

However, his eyes fell on the co-pilot Kincaid.

Michael also looked at Kincaid.

The black bald head was full of surprise: "What? I'm a victim. Am I going to call someone to kill myself?"

Michael thought about it too, and couldn't help but glance at the back row from the rearview mirror.

Luke coughed lightly: "The mobile phone I use will not be tracked, and yours will not be known to me."

Michael shook his head decisively: "I'm using a ghost chip, so I can't trace the source..."

Having said this, he looked suspiciously at the black bald head: "Just now, where did you get the gun?"

Kincaid shrugged: "It was taken from a mercenary before."

Michael: "...you didn't take his cell phone, did you?"

Kincaid was silent for a moment, then laughed dryly: "...It's easy."

The moving car shook, and Michael roared: "WTF! You still don't throw it away? Don't you know that ordinary mobile phone chips can easily track the location? That's why I use the ghost chip! This is all 4002 years old, are you still alive in the last century?"

Kincaid is dissatisfied: "I am an old man, but I will start after identifying the goal. I will not plan like you, hesitating, weighing the gains and losses, OK?"

The chatter duo quarreled again.

However, while arguing, Kincaid still threw the phone out of the window and admitted his mistake with practical actions.

Luke continued to take out lollipops to eat, and continued to watch the party as a candy eater.

Kincaid had a cell phone on him, which might attract enemies, he knew.

But so what? Isn't it all experience points that are delivered to your door?

It's a pity that Michael discovered the bait phone, and Luke didn't want to carry the name of an idiot on his back.

Once someone is identified as an idiot, he will avoid him when there is good news, and he will be blamed when there is bad news.

Facing the dawning light, the three rushed to a pier.

Michael was not mistaken, the other party was indeed chasing after the mobile phone, not aware of his intentions.

There is no one here at the pier.

There are many marinas in the UK, as are ferries to France and Amsterdam.

The mercenaries chasing down Kincaid were not so powerful yet, and they monitored all the docks in a short period of time.

However, there must be someone watching at the undersea tunnel, which is why Michael didn't drive to France.

Getting on the ferry, the three of them leaned against the railing at the top of the ferry, watching the UK gradually move away.

Luke bought a large bag of odds and ends at the small supermarket on the dock when he got on the boat, and first stuffed Kincaid with a bottle of drink: "Functional drink! Well, not the one in Michael's car."

Kincaid didn't care, took it and drank.

Luke stuffed another bottle of coffee for Michael: "You're still young, just use this to refresh yourself."

The two of them didn't care, they opened the drink and drank it, chatting while drinking.

Luke sat on the railing next to him with a smile, took out a sandwich and ate it.

Halfway through, he didn't forget to hand over food to the duo after drinking.

The reason why he is so kind, of course, is that the journey takes a few hours, and it is not bad to listen to the two of them talking about cross talk.

Food supplements physical strength, drinks supplement saliva, these two words can go on and on.

Listening to the nonsense of the two, Luke gradually understood what happened to Kincaid.

In a sense, this black bald head and Luke are of the same kind.