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??Hudson: Who the hell do you think is stupid! This is a non-slip handle! No matter how hard I slid, I couldn't get this thing to cross half of the room and smash through the wall!
But when his eyes fell on the young man's hand, he immediately stepped back and bumped into the little friend behind him before stopping.
Luke walked to the door, pulled off the 80-meter sledgehammer, looked at the group of gangsters outside the door and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"
The gangsters looked at him and saw that he was holding a sledgehammer in his right hand and a cutting machine in his left hand. They all took two steps back again.
If these two things slip again, it will kill someone.
Just after they took two steps back, another black shadow fell from the sky.
Bang! Snapped!
After a muffled sound, a large gray-black object scattered on the floor.
"Ah, dear, my hand slipped a bit, so I didn't hit anyone to death." A magnetic and pleasant female voice came from the second floor.
In the past, this sound would have made the gangsters mouth-watering.
At this moment, everyone was sweating on their foreheads and stepped back several meters again to look upstairs.
But although the second-floor window directly above them was open, no one could be seen.
Where they were standing before, there was an overturned cement bucket, and the cement mortar inside polluted a large area of ??the ground.
"A conservative estimate is that this bucket of cement mortar weighs twenty kilograms.
¡°If they didn¡¯t take two steps back just now, this bucket of cement would hit someone on the head.
Temple, who was sitting in the car next to him, smiled bitterly.
She knew that this young man and woman were not that simple.
People who are not short of money and still dare to live in Clinton District are either stupid and bold, or they are very capable.
With the ease and intelligence shown by these two men and women, they are definitely not the former.
Just now, she watched Selena look at the second floor window, then went back and picked up a bucket of cement mortar and threw it down.
This temper is not as charming as her voice.
Hudson, the leader, is the worst.
He was almost hit in the head by an 80-meter sledgehammer, and he was also the person closest to the cement mortar. The snow-white sneakers on his feet had turned into gray-black spots.
Luke continued to smile apologetically: "Sorry, I soiled your shoes. How about you take them off and wait for me to take them to the dry cleaners?"
Just when Hudson was about to get angry, he saw Charlie and Laca on the side of the door, both of whom had anxious faces. They were gesticulating with their hands and making exaggerated mouth movements with their lips, but they didn't dare to make a sound.
¡°Hudson and the two often played together, and their gestures and mouth movements were like a bucket of cold water being poured down from the beginning.
He forced out a tearful smile and bowed repeatedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, we disturbed your decoration. I have something else to do, so I won't bother you with the shoes. I have someone at the dry cleaners. I'll wash them myself. Goodbye, goodbye .¡±
As he said this, he backed away. After saying this, he retreated seven or eight meters away, turned around and ran away.
joke! Charlie and Laca's gestures were telling him to move quickly, this was a "professional" who would kill someone.
The security situation in Clinton District is poor because there are many gray and even black people living here.
"Compared to those super villains who make killing a profession and even do it for fun, these little gangsters can only be considered good people.
????????? It¡¯s not happened once or twice that a little bastard messed with the wrong person and his whole family died the next day.
They are just a group of half-grown children who are robbing tolls and stealing. How dare they go head-to-head with such shady professionals?
The gangsters just ran away, leaving only a series of gray and black cement marks on the sidewalk.
Luke then turned his head and looked at the two relieved black boys next to him: "It seems that they are your friends, so it is your responsibility to clean up this mess and not damage the public health of New York City."
Charlie and Laka looked at the piece of cement mortar he was pointing at, their faces filled with astonishment: "What?"
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ized this cement bucket, wasn¡¯t it thrown down by the hot-tempered pretty girl upstairs? She is the one destroying public health, what does it have to do with us?
Charlie always had to be more diplomatic and immediately raised his hand: "Report to the boss, they are not our friends."
Luke looked at him with a half-smile: "Really? Then next time I meet them, there is a high chance that my hands will slip."
When he said this, his 80-meter sledgehammer seemed to be ready to move.
Charlie looked a little lively at thatsledgehammer and swallowed.
He thought hard for a moment and nodded painfully: "I'm sorry, I remembered wrongly. They are indeed my friends. I'll take care of them now."
Although the relationship between Hudson and him is not as good as that of Laca, they can still be regarded as friends who have played together for a long time. He does not want to see their brains blossom.
The reason why he is so honest now is because Luke has chatted with his cousin Temple several times in the past few days and did not deliberately avoid him and Laka.
During those conversations, Charlie heard the names of several big guys in Clinton District from Luke and Selina.
But when talking about these people, Luke and Selina spoke like ordinary people, neither bragging nor inquiring.
It seems that they are looking for Temple to confirm the "glorious deeds" of these big guys.
In addition, Charlie was cleaning garbage on the rooftop a few days ago. When he came down the stairs, he happened to meet Selina carrying a bag of things up to the fifth floor.
He just moved his nose and smelled the strong smell of gun oil that was definitely in the big bag.
Looking at the straightness of the big bag and its external dimensions, he was sure that there could only be a gun inside.
¡° Moreover, this long bag will not only contain one or two pistols, but at least two rifles or shotguns.
Normal people would not or have the right to keep a rifle at home, and most gang members only carry a pistol on weekdays.
Those who like to keep a few rifles at home are generally military enthusiasts, professional gang thugs, mercenaries, and killers.
Charlie¡¯s own judgment tends to be the last one.
Unlike other professions where it is best to have a ferocious appearance, a killer needs a harmless appearance to disguise himself, which can save a lot of trouble when killing people.
After spending a few days together, Charlie discovered that both Luke and Selina were very strong. Observing their body movements, he was more certain that they were "professionals".
Therefore, even if he works very hard, he does not dare to leave.
Whenever he thinks of Luke as a killer, and the first words he said, "I am a man of rules. If you take my money, you have to do things seriously," Charlie gets chills in his chest.
?????????????????????????????????????????? If you take the money of this Mr. Killer and sneak away again, what if the Mr. Killer does not follow the rules of killing for a fee and kills you for free?
He also told his cousin Temple about this conjecture, but she stared at him for a while with an idiotic expression on her face, and then said: "Read more books when you have time, don't watch those killer movies every day."
Charlie can only be depressed. His cousin¡¯s thinking is never on his own channel, and everyone has no common language.
Doesn¡¯t she understand that movies are something that comes from life and is higher than life? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com