A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

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"puff!"

The sentry who had been shouting the loudest just now froze on the spot after the gunshot rang out. Then, his gaze slowly moved upward, trying to see the fresh hole that had been opened in his forehead.

but……

Before he could even see the hole in his forehead, he suddenly felt an endless darkness rushing towards him, engulfing him completely in an instant.

A thud.

The sentry fell to the ground instantly.

Holding a Glock 19 pistol, Luke looked at another sentry with a smirk: "Are you sure you want to attack a federal agent?"

What is a federal agent?

If I hit you, that's legal and justified.

If you dare to retaliate, that's called assaulting federal law enforcement officers.

The sentry stared blankly at his colleague lying on the ground, blood trickling from his brow, looking as if he had died with his eyes wide open.

Luke scoffed, put away his sidearm, and looked again at Roland Fury, who also seemed to be in a daze.

He never intended to clash with the Sentinel Secret Service.

God is my witness!

Lu Ke was already planning to leave.

The results of it?

A mere sentry not only yelled at him, but also showed no respect whatsoever for his superiors.

That's fine.

Kids are just kids, they don't understand, that's understandable.

Luke didn't take the matter to heart, but simply reminded Roland Fury to go back and discipline his men properly.

After all, not everyone is as kind as him.

But Roland seemed to mistake his kindness for weakness.

Roland even directly mocked him, calling him a "dog"!

This is giving you face, and you're ungrateful.

That being the case.

Then do it.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened.

Jack and his team stepped out of the elevator, caught sight of the corpse lying on the ground, and then looked at Roland with a handprint on his cheek. His expression changed instantly, and he took out his sidearm from his pocket. In a flash, he and his team surrounded Roland and another sentry.

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Jack, leading his team of five agents, surrounded Roland Fury and another sentry who was still standing, their sidearms cocked and pointed at the two men.

It seemed as if the moment Lu Ke spoke, these two people in front of him would be riddled with bullets.

but……

Lu Ke was somewhat disappointed and glanced at the surveillance camera not far down the corridor.

Jack turned to look at Luke.

"Boss!"

"Put it away."

"……Yes."

Jack was the first to holster his gun, and the other five agents followed suit, all lowering their sidearms but not putting them back in their holsters. Instead, they held them in their hands, their eyes sharply fixed on Roland Fury and the sentry.

Federal agents have no taboos.

This is not just a casual remark.

Luke shook his head, looked at Roland Fury who was still able to keep his composure after being slapped by him, and sighed: "I thought you would be angry."

Roland Fury's face darkened: "If I make a move, I'm afraid it will be just as you wish, won't it, Director Dan?"

Well known.

He is of African descent.

His mother had already told him several things he needed to know if he wanted to survive in the Federation.

For example, don't put your hands in your pockets.

Don't wear hoodies.

Don't go out naked, always let your family know your location, even on the street, don't stay out too late, don't touch anything you don't intend to buy, don't stare at white women, and if the police stop you and question you, don't talk back...

The way of survival is etched into the DNA of him and his brother.

and so……

Roland Fury knew very well what kind of treatment he would receive if Luke had just slapped him.

He will die!

If he had made a move then, Luke would have used the Glock 19 pistol that had just killed his subordinate to shoot him dead right here.

If such a thing were to happen, and the surveillance footage from the corridor were to be released, then if he were to die, he would be dead.

In fact, that's exactly what Luke thought.

pity.

Roland Frey did not give him that excuse.

but!

A dog that barks incessantly doesn't bite; it's the silent dog that's most likely to bite.

Luke looked at Roland Fury with a bright smile: "Yes, it's a pity you didn't give me that chance, but I hope you'll give me one next time."

Roland Frey remained calm, seemingly unfazed by the slap mark on his cheek, and looked at Luke: "Alright, next time, I'll definitely give you that chance."

Who knows who will die next time?

But right now?

Roland Frey is not a fool.

As long as the two of them didn't give Luke any excuse to shoot them, Luke wouldn't dare to fire and leave their lives there.

Even though they've already fallen out.

Lu Ke understood the confidence in Roland's eyes.

Roland took a deep breath and then looked at Luke: "Since this is an FBI crime scene, can we leave now?"

Lu Ke smiled.

"of course."

"Thank you."

Roland politely thanked him, then bent down, intending to take his lifeless subordinate away as well.

Jack saw this.

"put……"

"Jack!"

Luke called out to Jack, who was about to stop him, but Jack shook his head calmly.

He didn't think that this method would be able to mend his relationship with Roland.

Lu Ke simply didn't want to work overtime.

In a word.

No body, no case!

soon.

Roland and another sentry, supporting each other from the left and right, led the sentry, who had been shot in the forehead and was already lifeless, into the elevator.

The elevator is closed.

Jack then walked over to Luke and whispered, "Boss, should we..."

As Jack spoke, he secretly made a throat-slitting gesture.

Lu Ke shook his head.

"Need not!"

No matter how you kill him, his death will inevitably bring out his brother Nick Fury.

but……

The younger brother of a big shot should have the same way of dying as the younger brother of a big shot.

Street assassination is the lowest form of killing.

Moreover, doing so openly would easily give others grounds for criticism.

The most important thing.

This person wants to commit suicide.