Chapter 258 - Shield, Quick Draw and a Tie

Chapter 258 Shield, Quick Draw and a Tie

The moment he entered the building, Luke pressed a gear on his left arm, and it split open into a tiny shield.

The one lesson a person could take from Captain America was that the best weapon anyone could need was in fact a hard shield.

However, this shield wasn’t huge, and it was attached to his left arm.

He didn’t take out his gun, and his right hand only rested above his holster.

Watching out for any movements in front of him, he went upstairs quietly and quickly.

When he reached the sixth floor, he didn’t go forward immediately, but took a deep breath and raised his left arm.

Bam! Clang!

A bullet hit the shield that protected his head. In the meantime, Luke fired his revolver.

He had locked onto the enemy in advance with Sharp Nose before he opened fire.

Bam!

He almost heard the sound of a bullet hitting flesh.

Bang! Bang!

Another two bullets were shot. Luke jolted from being hit, but he didn’t stop firing his M686 at all.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

However, the enemy seemed to have anticipated it, and retreated to a corner.

Luke backed up to the stairs as well. He put the M686, which only had one bullet left, back into his holster, before he drew out the Glock and quickly approached the corner.

Suddenly, something was flung out from around the corner, and Luke raised his arm.

Clang! The object was blocked by his shield.

With his keen eyes, Luke saw that it was a black dagger.

Narrowing his eyes, Luke moved faster, but his speed still didn’t exceed what an ordinary human being was capable of.

Another three black daggers flew out in the next moment.

Luke immediately stepped back.

However, the three daggers flew in an arc from both sides and deflected off each other two meters in front of him to bypass his shield as they aimed at his back and lower torso.

Sh*t! Luke cursed in his heart and rolled backward, before he knocked the daggers aside with his shield.

Before he could charge forward again, another five daggers flew at him from around the corner.

Even Luke himself felt his blood freeze.

Not only were there so many daggers, they were also unpredictable.

Luke could only retreat again. He avoided three daggers at the turn of the stairs and knocked away the other two with his shield.

Just as he was about to sigh with relief, he sensed danger again and quickly ducked his head.

The dagger that he had just dodged hit the wall behind him.

At that moment, Luke detected with his Sharp Nose that the guy was leaving from the roof.

Frowning, Luke quickly headed up the stairs.

He craned his head out the door to the rooftop, and saw a man gliding away from the building.

The man seemed to have expected Luke, and pulled the trigger the moment Luke poked his head out.

Sensing danger, Luke hurriedly pulled back and crouched down.

Bang!

A bullet whizzed past his head and hit the wall behind the door.

Luke sweated hard. Where was this shooter from? It was almost impossible to take precautions against him!

More unbelievably, the guy was as adept at guns as he was at knife-throwing.

Wait, no – perhaps knife-throwing was what he was best at, and guns were only a second choice.

Luke thought for a moment, then withdrew and stopped pursuing the dreadful shooter.

That was because a lot of reporters with cameras had surrounded the place. If he displayed his full capability, he would probably hit the headlines of many newspapers the next day.

But when he got downstairs and saw the eight bodies on the fifth floor, he sighed. “Well, this place is going to hit the headlines anyway.”

Luke had smelled the blood of another person on the rooftop, which must’ve belonged to the sniper. Together with the eight victims here, nine SWAT team members had died.

The reporters would definitely be focused on this piece of news for quite a few days.

Luke met Roger and the captain downstairs.

The captain asked earnestly, “How did it go?”

Luke shook his head. “I’m sorry, but your teammates…” Everybody knew what he wasn’t saying.

The captain’s face twisted. “Damn it. Who did it?”

Luke turned to Roger. “Would you like to tell him?”

Roger was confused. “Huh?”

Luke said, “If my guess is correct, it was the shooter from the donut store. I didn’t see his face. He escaped from the roof.”

The captain was stunned. “The roof?”

He spoke into his walkie-talkie. “B1 squad, did you see a target? Stanley?”

Everybody reported negative, but Stanley, a sniper deployed on the rooftop of another building, didn’t say anything at all.

The captain almost went crazy. “Go check up on Stanley.”

A moment later, someone said through the walkie-talkie, “Captain, Stanley’s dead.”

The captain threw his walkie-talkie to the ground, his eyes bloodshot. “Damn it! I swear that I’ll catch you and string you up before I cut you into pieces!”

Roger was silent, and Luke secretly shook his head.

It was going to be very difficult to catch the guy.

Even Luke had almost been killed just now. Unless they could surround the man and bombard him until he died, it was highly unlikely that the captain and his men would be able to avenge their dead teammates.

Luke didn’t know if the shooter was an extraordinary human being, but the man’s skills in shooting and knife-throwing were truly remarkable.

However, the man’s name wasn’t made available in the system.

It seemed that the system determined the fight between Luke and the man to be a tie.

It was easy for Luke to figure out why.

The fight started when Luke was shot.

At that moment, the two bulletproof vests that Luke was wearing stopped the bullet.

Later, when they fired at each other on the fifth floor, he hit the man in the shoulder with quick draw.

In the meantime, Luke’s metal shield blocked the man’s bullets.

After that, he took the enemy’s bullets the hard way with his double bulletproof vests, forcing the enemy to stop him with daggers and escape.

With the enemy’s escape, one of Luke’s ribs was broken, and he had internal bleeding.

Of course, the injuries were already halfway through healing, and they didn’t impair his movements, although they itched and hurt a little.