The Richest Man in the DC World

If shirk responsibility is a skill, Mike Gray is undoubtedly a master. He picked himself up in a few words, only to be charged with oversight.

Oversight can be big or small, the key is power.

Luke is sure that if he leaves like this today, Mike Gray will be fine, at most, he will receive an internal warning, and then he will become a black mamba with venomous teeth, hiding in unknown corners, As long as Luke showed a little flaw, he would not hesitate to pounce, his fangs tore his muscles, and tasted the most delicious blood.

Don't doubt, he will do it, because that's how power comes.

Therefore, Luke is never soft-hearted towards people with high powers. He can kill with one stick, and he will never swing the second stick. On the contrary, he is an ordinary person. Many times, he will open the door and give them a way to survive.

Mike Gray in front of him is undoubtedly the former.

"Mr. Gray, the last time I ask you, is Elijah Fel really not related to you?"

"No, absolutely not."

Mike Gray patted his chest and swore in God's name, "What Elijah did has nothing to do with me. I never thought he would use lynching."

"If that's the case, things will be alright."

Luke clapped his hands and said loudly, "Linda, bring people in."

A loud bang.

The back wall exploded and the dust was scattered. A seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl appeared in the office, lifted it up, and threw the middle-aged man in her hand to the ground, and then gave Luke an annoyed look without turning her head. Fly back to the ground.

This operation scared the people in the office dumbfounded.

The FBI station is made of high-strength concrete mixed with a variety of alloy materials. It is extremely strong and belongs to the military fortress of war level. Not to mention general thermal weapons, even if the anti-tank gun is moved over, it will not rot. Inside, the thick wall was like a block of tofu, and with a bang, a two-meter-wide round hole exploded.

"Who is this girl?"

Everyone subconsciously asked themselves, but couldn't find the answer. Some of the senior detectives who knew the inside story remembered that she might be the alien girl who destroyed the world a month ago.

Didn't she disappear?

Why did you come back, still at this time, could it be...

Several people thought of something, and looked at Luke with deep horror.

Damn, he won't have an affair with an alien woman.

Mike Gray also realized this, his eyes flickered, and he even had the idea of ​​running away.

He knows better than anyone how terrifying an alien woman is. She has a body that is harder than steel alloys, has near-infinite strength, near-infinite physical fitness, exceeds the speed of sound, and has extremely powerful senses... If she gets angry, everyone present will be will die, without exception.

Linda's appearance cast a shadow over everyone, and this shadow was what Luke wanted.

"Don't panic everyone, Linda is my friend, and she definitely doesn't mean to hurt you, but she likes to walk in a straight line and doesn't like to turn around, so she smashes the wall. If you are dissatisfied, you can tell me, and I will tell you. "

Everyone: "..."

Luke smiled faintly, looking at Charlie at the door,

"Do you know who this man on earth is?"

Charlie's brows moved slightly, his expression gradually grim, he stepped up and pulled off his hood, revealing his familiar ugly face, it was Elijah Phil!

"Dead fat pig, you have today too!"

Charlie was extremely angry, using both hands and feet to vent his anger frantically, Osman hurriedly stepped forward and hugged him and left. This is the FBI office, and even if you want revenge, you can't be here.

Luke looked around and smiled lightly, "Everyone here should know, Ilya Fel, a senior FBI agent, your colleagues, I don't need to introduce you."

All were silent,

The expression is wonderful.

It was only then that they discovered that Luke's purpose was not to ask for answers, but to screw up the entire FBI's local office in the Metropolitan City.

This guy is too terrifying. He clearly has so much evidence, but he can't bear it. Like a spider, he weaves a large web patiently. When the prey is trapped and unable to move, he opens his fangs and exposes his true colors.

It's scary to think about being an opponent with him,

Luke walked up to Elijah, removed the tape from his mouth, and slapped the ugly face a few times,

"You heard what you said just now. Director Gray said it doesn't matter to you. The abuse of lynching is your own decision, and it has nothing to do with him."

"So, I want to ask, do you really have nothing to do with him?"

Elijah stared at Mike Gray with cannibalistic eyes. If his eyes could turn into a blade, he would definitely slash the opponent. Over the years he joined the FBI, he worked for Mike Gray wholeheartedly. How many thunders, in order to help him rise to the top, even his wife ran away with others.

And this bastard wants to kick him out as a scapegoat, damn it! Y'all be damned!

Ilya was extremely angry, her cheeks turned crimson due to congestion, and her bloodshot eyes stared straight ahead, like a furious brown bear.

Mike Gray couldn't help but take a step back, and without thinking about why he was here, he hurriedly gathered his staff,

"Quick, arrest him. Ilya Fel is suspected of using lynching, seriously violating the rules and regulations, and having an extremely bad influence on the image of the FBI. Arrest him and I will personally interrogate him."

After shouting for a while, no one responded except the assistant beside him.

The detectives present were utterly disappointed with Mike Gray, and they had the intention of killing him, how could they help.

Luke pursed his lips, glanced at him coldly, and stepped back without a trace.

As he left, with a bang, Ilya broke away from the handcuffs, got up from the ground, and the majestic body rushed towards Mike Gray with terrifying pressure.

The assistant wanted to stop him, but he punched him to the ground.

Mike Gray ran to the desk to get the gun, Elijah was faster, blocked in front of him, clasped his arm with his right hand, a standard Israeli over-the-shoulder fell, and volleyed him on the coffee table.

Click!

The sound of the bone crack was so clear, just one moment, Mike Gray lost his ability to resist, like a puppet, Ilya grabbed his neck and smashed it hard on the ground.

The back of the head touches the floor, and every time it makes a thumping sound, if it goes on like this, Mike Gray will surely die.

Several senior detectives couldn't sit still and rushed up quickly, trying to subdue Ilya. The latter didn't give a chance at all. With fewer enemies and more enemies, he had the upper hand with his strong physical fitness and fighting skills.

"As expected of the special forces, there is indeed a set."

Luke tsk tsk shook his head, slipped against the wall to the door, saw Charlie still watching the play, kicked over,

"What are you doing here, courting death!"

Charlie looked back reluctantly and left with Luke.