A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Natasha looked at Luke with a complicated expression but didn't say anything. Instead, she handed the phone in her hand directly to Luke.

Luke raised an eyebrow, took Natasha's phone, and put it to his ear.

"Hey."

"Director Dane!"

Maria Hill's voice, seemingly suppressing shock and anger, came through the phone: "Do you know what you just did?"

Luke maintained his gentlemanly demeanor.

"What did I do?"

"You ordered fighter jets to launch missiles in the city, and specifically at a vehicle with hostages. Do you know how many innocent civilians died at that scene?"

"Collateral damage".

"They are civilians, not terrorists."

"so what?"

"..."

Chapter 397 FBI Professional Skills

Lu Ke couldn't understand one thing.

That is……

He sometimes gives others the illusion that he is honest, kind, and easy to bully.

honest?

Kind?

Lu Ke may have had these things before entering the Main God Space, but he lost them long ago after entering the Main God Space.

Because in the God Realm, honest and kind people generally don't survive past the third God Realm mission.

As for the damage caused by the two missiles that just landed.

There's a technical term for this.

Collateral casualties.

The impact of such an event is also easily resolved.

Listening to Commander Maria Hill's slightly angry words on the phone, Luke thoughtfully offered a solution: "Commander Hill, I have a solution."

Maria Hill, on the other end of the phone, temporarily suppressed her anger.

"what?"

"You submit the report, I'll approve the approval."

Luke smiled slightly and said, "SHIELD can count the number of casualties caused by this incident. I will arrange for my people to calculate the remaining value of these people and then provide full compensation for these casualties."

In the world of capital, there is nothing that money cannot solve.

If there is.

That means there isn't enough money.

Say it.

Luke hung up the call with Maria Hill, handed the phone back to Natasha Romanoff, then turned to look at the young nobleman being escorted onto the helicopter, before turning back to Natasha: "I'll leave the rest to you."

The Seoul police officers have arrived.

He couldn't be bothered to deal with police officers who didn't even have their own sovereignty. After finishing speaking, he led Lucy and Xu Xialing straight toward the helicopter.

soon.

The helicopter took off from the ruined road, then turned and sped toward the Longshan Federation military base.

Natasha, who remained where she was, frowned as she looked at the countless vehicles destroyed by the explosions and the various corpses lying on the road.

The Seoul police officers who got out of their police cars arrived at the scene. After seeing what happened, their expressions were filled with shock, and they uttered all sorts of "shiba" and other such words.

Longshan Base.

As soon as the helicopter landed, William Stryker, who had been waiting nearby, rushed up and pulled Luke aside as he got off the helicopter.

"Votjefak, the second fighter jet."

"what."

Luke was somewhat surprised as William Stryker pulled him along: "That fighter jet, isn't it yours?"

William Stryker gave a cold smile, said nothing, and simply watched Luke quietly.

Luke shrugged.

"Okay, that was my arrangement."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be indecisive and miss the opportunity."

"I……"

Having lived his entire life, William Stryker, who had only ever heard others describe him as "cruel," "cold-blooded," and "inhuman," was stunned when he heard someone call him "indecisive" for the first time.

He wanted to say something to refute Luke.

but……

William thought about it seriously and realized that he did seem to have hesitated at the time.

After all, the reasons for launching the first missile were quite valid.

But the second missile hit not only the vehicle with hostages, but also nearby civilians...

Ok.

Compared to Luke, who treats ordinary people like ants, I am indeed somewhat indecisive.

William Stryker opened his mouth, then couldn't help but shake his head: "Aren't you worried at all about what the people on the West Coast will think of you when news of what happened here gets back to them?"

Luke blinked: "My home base, William, what are you worried about? Once the people on the West Coast find out, it will only further prove my reputation as the Iron-Blooded Director."

He has been known for his tough and ruthless nature since his debut.

Fight the toughest battle.

Gnawing on the toughest bones.

The most important thing.

Luke looked at William Stryker with amusement: "And William, have you forgotten who controls public opinion on the West Coast?"

Although the power to control public opinion on the West Coast is in the hands of the major media groups on the West Coast.

But his fiancée's name is Rachel.

Luke, the top female presenter on the West Coast Media, maintains excellent relationships with the entire West Coast media industry thanks to Rachel.

So from a certain perspective, Lu Ke wouldn't dare say he can control all public opinion, but he can control the public opinion about him.

As for beyond the west coast?

Legs are on other people's bodies, and mouths are on other people's faces; say whatever you want.

He's not the kind of person who needs others' praise to live, nor is he some kind of trashy deity who needs others' worship.

Lu Ke dared to pat his chest and say.

His current strength and status are entirely due to his tireless efforts and day-and-night hard work.

Upon hearing this, William sighed once again.

"You should have told me beforehand."

"It's not too late now, and besides, the outcome is good, isn't it?"

Luke smiled as he spoke, and before William could speak again, he pulled William along and walked towards the young nobleman who had been thrown into the laboratory.

In the laboratory.

Your noble son.

wrong.

At this moment, the young master was like a crippled stray dog, left on the laboratory floor. His hands and feet were bound, and his mouth was wide open, drooling uncontrollably, which dripped onto the floor and quickly formed a puddle.

Behind the observation mirror.

As Luke took off his suit jacket and handed it to Lucy, he also removed his wristwatch. After saying something to Lucy, he walked inside.

Just as he pushed open the door and stepped into the room, the phone rang.

It was Alexander Pierce calling.

As Luke closed the door behind him, he held his phone between his fingers. Looking at the young master lying on the floor, who was struggling even more after seeing him come in, Luke pulled over a chair, pressed the young master's head down to sit, and rolled up his sleeves while speaking to Alexander Pierce on the other end of the phone.

Alexander Pierce's purpose in calling was quite simple.

The incident that just happened on Handan Road has already reached the ears of the five major board members.

Of course.

Pierce wasn't there to confront him, but to inform Luke.

"The agent in Seoul just filed a complaint."

"Complain?"

Lu Kele laughed: "These bastards are protecting the murderer who kidnapped my daughter. I haven't even reported them, yet they still have the nerve to report me."

Alexander smiled.

"They probably didn't expect you to have so much power, and they also didn't expect you to be so unscrupulous."

"They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin."

Lu Ke sneered, casually slicing the right femoral artery of the young nobleman beneath him with his Nepalese kukri, then asked curiously, "You five hegemon agents even held a special meeting for me. What did you say at the meeting?"