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I don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s because no one from the mutual aid association goes to the Continental Hotel to make money, or because Weisuo¡¯s ability to gather information is limited.
After all, the strength of the mutual-aid killer is more "bunker" than the guy who was just beaten to death by Luke, unless Wiseau has a higher-level adjective than "bunker".
At this time, Selena also came out of the shower and sat on the sofa.
Looking at the information on the virtual light screen, she asked: "What did you find?"
Luke: "First of all, the information given by Wiseau is quite informative, so I won't deal with him for the time being. Second, the information in his information is all ordinary goods, worth ten thousand dollars, so I still I will take care of him."
Selena burst out laughing: "Why do you have to deal with him?"
Luke picked up the tea and took a sip: "Because, I readily gave him twenty thousand dollars. If I don't want him to give me worse information and ask for a higher price next time, I must give him something profound. Memory, he is much more shameless than Wade."
Selena was surprised: "More shameless than Wade? It's not that exaggerated!"
Luke: "Okay, it's limited to the task. Wade has received the money, and the agreed upon affairs will at least be done. Wiseau, the middleman, doesn't have this awareness."
Selena recalled the time when Wade drove a motorboat and protected the Cohen sisters from strafing fire, and she had to admit that although this person was very shameless, he did have professional ethics.
"What to do next?" she asked instead.
Luke: "Go to work, investigate cases, eat and drink. You have to give these people time to show up. Daredevil just happened to jump out, I think they will be very excited."
Selena thought the same thing.
Big Daddy and Super Killer have both gone on vacation, and Luke has informed them of the bounty, allowing them to rest peacefully for a few months.
She and Luke waited for the mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole behind them, and they didn't show up for the past two days.
Among the five targets of the bounty, only Daredevil, who has returned from injury, has been active since the bounty was released.
Within two or three days, these killers will only become more active in looking for targets without leaving.
In fact, if Matt had not appeared, Luke himself would quickly show up within two days and then leave quickly, in order to maintain the "work enthusiasm" of the killers.
Now that Lawyer Arima jumped out and got shot, this step is naturally omitted.
After the two chatted, they went to work for training.
And not long ago, when Matt was being chased by killers, a person in an apartment building in Harlem was on the phone: "Stan, they said there was something wrong with the last shipment, and they want to talk to you face to face."
"What are we talking about? If you want to buy it, buy it, but if you don't want to buy it, go away." Norman Stanfield slung one arm and rummaged through his home: "Well, where is my Beethoven vinyl record?"
The person on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly: "Stan, you have to come here, otherwise they will deduct 10% of our goods to make up for the difference last time."
"How long has it been since the last transaction?" Norman paused for a moment: "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. This is the rule! Mikey, tell them that if they don't want to die, they should pay them honestly."
On the other end of the phone, McGee looked at the large group of traffickers who had their hands on the handles of their guns. He felt bitter in his heart and covered the phone: "He doesn't sleep well. He gets very angry when he is woken up. Don't be impatient."
After barely appeasing the dealers opposite, McGee walked to the corner of the room, removed his hand from the microphone, and lowered his voice: "Norman, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has notified us that they are going to review us. At this time, we can no longer Make a big fuss! Otherwise everyone will have fun."
After a pause, he continued: "Listen to me, come over and solve the problem, and then you can take a few days of sick leave without any worries. This will be good for everyone."
Norman, who was in pain from the gunshot wound on his arm, originally wanted to curse, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: These guys are becoming more and more disobedient! Let's go take a look, and if they beep again, we'll kill them like Lando's pudgy guy.
As soon as this thought appeared, his whole body relaxed.
How good it is to kill, simple and direct without any trouble! Anyway, this is not the only one that can ship.
With this thought in mind, Norman found his gun belt and drove toward Harlem.
More than twenty minutes later, he walked into a room on the ground floor of the apartment building.
There was a gangster who wanted to come up and search him, but Norman grabbed his finger and forced it away: "This is my new suit, stay away."
There was a click, and the gangster screamed, holding his hands and taking two steps back.
Everyone in the houseThey all frowned.
But the gangster leader was silent for a moment, and just waved his hand, and the four men behind him dropped their hands that were touching the handle of the gun.
Norman walked not far from him: "Okay, Guzman. I'm right here. What can you say?"
The leader Guzman said with a cold face: "Norman, we heard the news that you killed the Lando family."
Norman laughed a little nervously: "Why, you want to avenge him."
Guzman shook his head: "No, it has nothing to do with us if he dies several times. But I heard that he was unlucky because he swallowed your goods, right?"
Norman: "Yes, but I didn't kill all his family. He also had a daughter who happened to be away, so I couldn't kill her together."
Guzman's expression was not very good: "Lando has a deal with you. It turns out that he just swallowed your goods, and the 99% purity we wanted became 90% purity. Norman, don't you think this is a little bit Is it a coincidence?"
Norman still had that weird smile: "It's a business rule to pay for the money and the goods in front of you. I sell several tons of goods every year, and no one dares to play tricks after the fact. How many times have you taken goods from me? Don¡¯t you understand this?¡±
Guzman gritted his teeth: "Norman, we have been doing business for seven or eight years. I trusted you so I didn't check in sequence. Are you going to trick me like this?"
Norman: "Maybe after hearing the news, you wanted to take this opportunity to blackmail me? You also said that I have never cheated you, so why did I cheat you this time?"
Guzman: "Norman, don't play this trick on me. In a word, last time it was ten kilograms, you missed me by 10%. Today I have to get one more kilogram, otherwise there will be no negotiation."
Norman tilted his head and stared at him: "Do you want to kill your whole family like Lando?"
Guzman¡¯s face suddenly turned dark: ¡°Are you threatening me?¡±
Norman sneered: "I can crush a lot of drug sellers like you with one kick. I'm just telling you a fact. If you don't want to die, just shut up. Do you know how many ignorant drug dealers I have killed? ? Lame Fleck, Bald Joyce, Sledgehammer Kurt, I killed their whole family, don¡¯t you think I¡¯m still alive and well?¡±
Guzman¡¯s body trembled.
He was not afraid, but angry.
The bald Joyce Norman was talking about was his cousin, and the whole family was dead.
Guzman always thought that his cousin was being retaliated by an enemy.
¡°Because most of the harm to the family was the work of gang members, it turned out to be Norman¡¯s doing. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com