Legendary FBI Detective Chapter 193

Chapter 193 Five shock bombs!

boom-

The moment he heard the iconic sound of the sniper rifle, Ryder subconsciously bent down to look for the obstacle, and then suddenly found that Roan was on that side, and hurriedly moved there while his face changed, and asked loudly:

"Roan! How are you doing?"

"I'm fine!"

The angry voice came to his ears, and Ryder just breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could react, an old woman in handcuffs suddenly fell into his arms from the front of the car.

Looking at Lilanie Keller who was screaming loudly in his arms, Ryder twitched the corner of his mouth and asked again:

"Roan! What's next?"

"You are optimistic about the suspect here, let the SWAT operation team come here as quickly as possible, and completely block this area!"

Roan, who was hiding behind another car, checked his equipment, his eyes flickering coldly:

"I'm going to deal with that sniper!"

"What?"

Hearing the previous words, Ryder nodded solemnly, but he was stunned by the latter words. Just as he got up to say something, Roan's figure had completely disappeared.

bang bang bang—

On the other side, Roan kept shooting at the hidden position of the sniper, suppressing the opponent, and rushed into the building at an extremely fast speed.

Just now when Roan crashed the Porsche and opened the door to get out of the car, he took a close look around at the fastest speed.

Because this is a pier, there are not many places suitable for snipers to hide. Roan quickly found a few locations, and calculated in advance which locations fired bullets, and where the bullets were probably located.

The moment Lilani Keller was caught, the urgent feeling of being on fire came again, and Roan knew that his guess was right, and the sniper really planned to kill him.

Pulling Lilanie Keller to the ground, Roan glanced at the bullet marks on the ground and quickly determined the opponent's position.

At the same time, in a certain room in the high-rise building, a muscular middle-aged white man with a cropped cut was standing by the wall to avoid bullets, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Shit! How did that guy find me?!"

Twice! Already twice!

As a killer who roams the underground world all year round, a white man with a short hair who is good at using sniper rifles does not miss many times.

But this time not only did he miss twice, the reason for the misses was also because of the same person!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the killer habit that he has cultivated all year round still makes the white man with a short hair quickly pack up the sniper rifle, wipe away the traces, and prepare to leave here quickly.

"A tall and handsome FBI agent."

At the moment before leaving, the white man with a short hair kept flashing Roan's face in his mind:

"I remember you."

Turning around and walking quickly towards the departure route he had prepared in advance, the eyes of the short-haired white man were full of coldness.

The inch-headed white man intends to leave here first. Judging from his experience, this area will be blocked soon.

On the other hand, after avoiding the punishment of MS-13 mission failure, the white man with a short cut is still planning to find an opportunity to completely kill the FBI.

Even if no one pays him this time!

On the other side, Roan quickly checked the internal structure of the building, judged others by himself, and looked at the problem with the eyes of a killer, and soon found a suitable escape route.

Quickly walked towards one of the stairs, and as soon as he arrived there, Roan heard hurried footsteps.

Without hesitation, Roan took out two shock bombs and threw them over.

Seeing two foreign objects that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, the white man with short hair instantly widened his eyes.

"Shit!"

Although he didn't know how the other party found this way, but the experience of struggling on the line of life and death for many years made Cun Tou make the best response. He directly blocked the weapon box in his hand in front of him.

Boom!

Bright flames and deafening explosions sounded suddenly, and the white man with a short hair was thrown to the ground violently.

Swearing a curse word from an unknown country, the next second, the short-haired white man resisted the discomfort from all over his body and got up on the spot, immediately took out his pistol and pulled the trigger in the direction of the shock bomb.

bang bang bang—

Using bullets to suppress the opponent, the expression on the white man's face showed no panic. He had encountered this situation before, but in the end he survived.

Not only that, but he also gained a lot of experience from those experiences.

The inch-headed white man believes that he can also get rid of the opponent this time, and then leave smoothly.

But Roan on the other side of the wall unhurriedly took out three shock bombs again.

Gululu—

Seeing the new foreign object on the ground, the expression on the white man's face finally couldn't hold back, and he cursed loudly:

"Son of..."

Before he finished speaking, the familiar explosion sounded again.

Boom!

The flame broke through the limit and surged out. This time, the short-haired white man who was very close to the shock bomb felt a rush of hot air, followed by severe pain.

The next second, his body soared into the air, surrounded by countless cement debris and shock waves, and slammed into the shaking wall next to him.

The short-haired white man lying in the cement debris felt buzzing in his ears, and the world in front of him seemed to be shaking.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Walking out from behind the wall in a vigilant posture, Roan saw the white man with a short hair and **** clothes all over his body. With a blank expression on his face, he kicked away the weapon on the ground.

The moment he saw Luo An's face clearly, the white man with an inch head slowly took out the third gun with his right hand under his body, and at the same time his eyes were tearing open:

"Damn the FBI!"

The white man with an inch head didn't know Roan's name, but it didn't prevent him from opening his mouth to curse.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

Luo An chuckled, put his left hand into his pocket, and seemed to be planning to take out his phone to call an ambulance.

Seeing this, the white man with an inch head was full of disdain, and immediately pulled out the third pistol.

This is one of the hole cards of the inch-cut white man, and he is also an old buddy who has saved his life many times. The inch-length white man believes that this time is no exception.

Boom!

The next second, gunfire rang out.

Cun Tou was stunned, it seems that I haven't shot yet?

Immediately afterwards, a splitting headache, numb hands and feet, and a feeling of losing control of his limbs came into his mind.

Feeling the blood slowly flowing from his forehead, the white man with an inch cut realized that he had been shot.

Immediately afterwards, an unspeakable sleepiness flooded his heart.

Looking at the body of the white man with a short hair, Roan put away the Glock 18 in his right hand, and smiled disdainfully:

"Do you really think I didn't see your little moves?"

There is no killer in the world who does not have a hole card, let alone a guy with a short head who has been in the killer business for decades, Roan has been guarding against him.

Put a white man with a haircut in prison, and the judge will sentence him to death or life sentence 100%.

But Roan knew that the other party would definitely use the hidden funds to buy the lives of himself or the agents of the No. 5 investigation team in the underground world before he died.

Killers are the most vindictive group of people in the world.

What's more, there are still countless lives in the hands of white people with short hair...

Pressed the communicator, Roan patted the dust on his body, and said softly:

"This is Roan, Lilanie Keller was successfully arrested, and the sniper has been successfully resolved."

"ohhh—"

"Nice job! Roan!"

"You are so awesome!"

Luo An's voice fell, and the applause of all the agents came from the communicator.

Backing to the No. 5 investigation team, the agents applauded Roan again for a while, and before Roan sat down, Mona patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the team leader's office, and said with a strange look:

"Roan, Augustus has something to look for you."

(end of this chapter)

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