Legendary FBI Detective

Following the order from Potente Byrne, the team leader, the SWAT team members and LAPD who had been waiting for a long time at the front and back entrances of the bank immediately got up and rushed to the bank quickly.

Several SWAT snipers who had been lying on the commanding heights for most of the day also pulled the triggers.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three gunshots rang out, and the only remaining robber at the front door of the bank and the two robbers at the back door immediately fell to the ground with blood spattered on their heads.

"The police outside are in action! Get the remote control quickly!"

"Kill this guy!"

At the same time, the faces of the three robbers in the bank lobby changed drastically. Two of them continued to shoot wildly at Luo An's location, and the other one ran faster towards the ground remote control device.

Ding!

Gululu——

At this moment, the three of them suddenly saw a round thing in front of their eyes. Robber No. 4, who was running at the front, shouted with his eyes splitting:

"shock……"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, a deafening explosion suddenly exploded, and the extremely dazzling white light made Robber No. 4's ears and eyes instantly bleed with blood.

boom!

The next second, a bullet shot out from the Glock 18, successfully entered the forehead of Robber No. 4 and sent him to hell.

After one person was eliminated, there were two left. Luo An, who had already opened up the "emotional perception" in his mind, pulled the trigger, switched the muzzle, and shot at the other two figures in an instant.

boom! boom!

After two short and powerful gunshots, one of them lay on his back and fell to the ground. Luo An was about to shoot the second person when a sharp wind blew quickly towards his ears.

boom!

Seeing No. 6's ferocious face and the cold light of the dagger in his hand, Luo An took a step back. Zama lowered his head, dodged, and immediately straightened his back, ready to pull the trigger.

laugh--

In order to avoid you coming towards his neck, Luo An deflected the gun and hit the steel wall of the vault not far away.

"Ouch!"

Number Six struck again with a dagger. Luo An simply turned the pistol in his hand, inserted it back into his waist, shouted in a low voice with red eyes:

"Playing with daggers in front of me? How dare you?!"

I saw Luo An decisively switching from gun to fist, his muscles flexible to dodge the opponent's dagger, his legs dodging and taking advantage of the situation to do a side lunge, and punched out in the middle.

With the blessing of physical fitness, the boxing style became extremely pleasant, like an arrow shooting from a startled string, directly towards the empty space in No. 6's abdomen.

There is a saying in the oriental martial arts world that "a sound cannot be bought with a thousand dollars." That means making a sound through Kung Fu practice is a sign of profound martial arts.

Luo An knows how to kill people. Because of the system, his physical fitness is already very high at this time, and the sound is not too difficult for him.

No. 6 heard the ringing in his ears and looked horrified. He instantly bent over and cut Luo An's wrist with the dagger again.

boom!

A punch hit the gap at No. 6, a pleasant sound was heard, and huge power instantly exploded.

No. 6's body retreated uncontrollably until his back hit the steel wall of the bank counter. A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Who is this guy?"

Seeing the dumbfounded look on No. 6's face, he still endured the pain in his body and continued to rush towards the remote control device not far away. Luo An was too lazy to continue to compete with him in martial arts, and directly took out the pistol from behind.

boom!

The bullets shot out from the barrel of the gun, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the back of No. 6's head. His legs weakened and he fell forward to the ground.

The right hand that went to pick up the remote control device was forward. No. 6 looked at the remote control device less than ten centimeters away from his right hand, and his eyes were about to burst. A wisp of blood flowed from his forehead down his eyes to the corner of his mouth and finally to the ground. He stared blankly and lost his mind. Take a breath.

"Those who raise flags for themselves will not end well."

Luo An put away the Glock 18, picked up the remote control device from the ground, and shook his head repeatedly as he looked at No. 6, who was still staring at death.

It was this No. 6 who planned to go back and chat with his girlfriend's husband after robbing the bank.

Now it seems that the conversation should be impossible.

Handing the bomb's remote control device to the SWAT team member not far away, Luo An continued walking toward the vault deep inside the bank with the pistol in hand.

There were eight robbers in total, SWAT killed three gatekeepers, Luo An killed four himself, and there is still one left.

If nothing else happens, the remaining guy should be the hacker.

The SWAT team members and LAPD who took over the bomb's remote control device and broke into the bank were shocked when they saw the four bodies on the ground.

Except for the robber leader with a pistol, the remaining three people were all ruthless guys with rifles.

In the previous battle on the streets of Los Angeles, they were able to kill the hostile mercenaries, which is enough to show that this group of people has extraordinary skills.

But I didn't expect that Luo An killed three of the opponents with just a pistol.

Several SWAT agents looked at each other. They heard that Luo An was the deputy leader of the Special Investigation Team.

It seems that the Special Investigation Team has just been established in the Los Angeles branch of the FBI, and it is said that there is a shortage of personnel now.

Mona frowned as she looked at the corpse on the ground, then quickly followed Luo An's figure while holding her laptop.

Although Luo An explained to her beforehand that she was sure, how could she not be worried about the other party.

After this operation, I must have a chat with Luo An. He is already the deputy team leader, so there is no need to be at the forefront of everything...

Lacey looked at Luo An's back and swallowed silently. She found that Luo An's skills were getting more and more terrifying. She really wanted to know how he practiced. She didn't see him practicing fighting often.

When I had the opportunity to ask Luo An for advice, Lacey didn't think that she could defeat Luo An, but after learning the opponent's skills, Lacey felt that she might have the physical strength and skills to compete one on three, or even one on five.

Morton York, the leader of the No. 4 Investigation Team, was silent. Not to mention Luo An's crime-solving skills, the position of deputy leader of the Special Investigation Team was more than enough for him based on Luo An's skills alone.

It's a pity that the two have different identities, otherwise he would really want to recruit Luo An into his hands. None of the young people in the No. 4 Investigation Team can compare to Luo An.

Potente Byrne, the team leader, looked at Luo An's back and his eyes lit up. He never expected that Luo An could do this!

When he thinks back to his age, Potente-Byrne realizes that he is far less capable than Roan.

"It's a good seedling!"

Potente-Bourne opened his legs and quickly followed Luo An's back towards the depths of the bank. He planned to have a good chat with Luo An after this matter was over.

Potente-Bourne knew that the thigh behind Roan was Veranith, and he also knew who was behind Veranith.

But in his opinion, overseas is the most suitable place for Luo An to develop. Places like Washington will only bury Luo An's skills.

On the other side, Luo An slowly walked towards the room where the server was located with a pistol in hand. When he saw Mona and Potente-Born following not far away, Luo An nodded towards the two of them, and then rushed forward holding a Glock 18. Entering the room:

"FBI!"

No one answered in the room, except for the bank manager who had been dead for a long time on the ground. A young white man lay silently on the ground, next to a pile of computers that had been burned to pieces by fire.

Luo An slowly walked over and pulled away, and found that the other party was indeed the hacker Essodo, but at this time he had lost his breath, his ears, mouth and nostrils were bleeding outwards, his eyes were red, and his face was distorted.

"Quite cold-blooded."

Although he didn't know the specific cause of this guy's death, Luo An was sure that the person who did it was 100% Jack.

Putting away the Glock 18, Luan noticed a small piece of something stuck on the sole of this guy's shoe out of the corner of his eye. As soon as he picked it up, Potente Byrne and Mona walked into the room.

"How about it?"

"Obviously, I was silenced before I got here."

A flash of light flashed in Luo An's eyes, he silently put away the small thing and replied:

"It may take a long time before the bank's losses are clarified."

"That's a bank issue."

Potente-Byrne glanced at the body on the ground, the two briefly discussed a few words, and the scene was handed over to subsequent Trace Inspection Section detectives.

In the distance, at the airport, the LAPD chief's cell phone suddenly rang.