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Frank walked over, grabbed Grote, and punched him in the face: "Come, tell this innocent kid what you did on the night of December 20th."
Grote¡¯s body trembled: ¡°No, no.¡±
Frank punched you again: "Say, or I will beat you to death like this."
Grote¡¯s face was covered with blood and he begged: ¡°I, I really can¡¯t remember.¡±
Frank smiled evilly: "Really? Then let me remind you again. Room 207, second floor, Lafayette Street."
Grote¡¯s expression changed: ¡°No, don¡¯t, they forced me to do it, and there¡¯s nothing I can do about it.¡±
Frank punched again: "Then there's nothing I can do."
Grote screamed and was knocked to the ground again: "I don't know, I don't know anything."
Frank pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at his head: "Then what's the use of living? I'll give you one last chance to tell him what happened in Room 207 on the second floor of Lafayette Street on the night of December 20th? "
Grote cried bitterly: "Don't, I said, I said. They asked me to kill a man who was involved in things that I shouldn't be involved in."
Frank glanced at Matt and raised the corners of his mouth a little: "Look, this is the ordinary person you are talking about."
Matt was hit hard, but still said: "He should accept legal sanctions and let him surrender"
Frank sneered and turned his head: "What else? You haven't finished speaking yet."
Grote hesitated again, Frank stepped on his finger and crushed it hard: "Say."
Grote screamed: "There is also an old lady. She shouldn't be there, there should only be that man there. She is screaming, I can't help it, I can't help it, I can only shoot." "
Matt was stunned: "You"
Frank: "Look, these are scumbags. They don't have any good intentions at all."
Matt said subconsciously: "But killing them won't bring anyone back to life!"
Frank: "Yes, but if they die, they will not hurt innocent people anymore. Xiaohong, look at this city, it is full of stench and full of this kind of garbage. They have no bottom line and can kill for their own needs." Kill any innocent person, why do you want to protect them? Why do you let those innocent people continue to be harmed and killed by them? Just for the little ridiculous justice in your heart? "
"Bitch!" Frank scolded: "You come out and beat these bad guys to serious injuries and fractures, but you have to wear a mask and don't even dare to show your face. I dare! I know what I want to do and what I am doing. I don¡¯t need to put on this hypocritical mask to deceive myself. I broke the law, what about you? Wearing a mask can only prove your cowardice and evasion, and you dare not face this sinful world with your true self. You and I, both Just use your own means to protect the people of this city."
Beside him, Luke scratched his head silently: It seems the person with the most masks here should be himself, right? But I don¡¯t seem to be escaping from anything.
Frank strode up to Matt and thrust the gun into his hand.
Matt¡¯s hands were in front of him, not tied behind his back. Frank just tied his body with chains. He could still shoot with the gun.
Frank pulled out another pistol and pointed it at Grote: "Now, I give you a chance to choose to be your true self or continue to escape. When the countdown is over, if you don't kill me first, I will kill him. Three !¡±
Matt struggled: "No, you don't have to do this. It's not worth destroying yourself for this kind of person."
Frank was unmoved: "Two!"
Grote's soul was so strong that he struggled and begged: "Help me, help me, I don't want to die."
Matt: "No, don't make me."
Frank: "Onehuh?"
As he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt that his hand was empty, and the gun originally pointed at Grote was gone.
Turning around, he saw Luke standing next to him with a gun. He weighed the gun in his hand and said, "Okay, you two are dozens of years old and you still play every day." Aren¡¯t you tired of this game of who is the good guy and who is the bad guy?¡±
With that said, he threw the gun back to Frank: "That's it for today, I'll take Xiaohong home."
Frank¡¯s mouth moved but he said nothing.
Matt also breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the punchers are not all from the other party's group.
Luke walked to him, squatted down, and began to untie him: "In this world, not everyone can let go of the past and the blood of their families."?'s. If you do, that's a saint. If you can't do it, then you are just an ordinary person. You can't save him, and he doesn't need your saving. "
Matt: ¡°But by doing this, he will not only harm himself, but also make ordinary people misunderstand him.¡±
Luke: "He doesn't care. All he cares about is his family, and they are all gone."
Matt was speechless.
Luke: "Take a good rest for a few days, and don't worry about adults."
Matt raised his head in confusion: "Huh?"
At this time, there was a slight sound of air jetting in his ears, and he felt a pain in his neck. He looked at Luke in surprise: "What are you doing?"
Luke Yang Yang said about the rapid syringe in his hand: "It's just a tranquilizer, so you can have a good sleep tonight."
Matt: "You*%£¤#"
The second half of his words turned into indistinct speech, his head dropped, and he passed out.
Luke untied the chains on his body and stood up: "Let's go, don't you still have to clean up the garbage? I'll go with you."
Frank recalled his dazzling operation and was silent for a moment before saying: "Aren't you his friend?"
Luke took off his backpack from behind, took out two pistols from inside, and threw one over: "But you are a friend of Gray Rabbit. As long as you want revenge, I will be happy to help you complete it."
Frank caught the pistol and saw it was a silenced pistol: "I have a gun."
Luke: "Be as quiet as possible. Although you are not afraid of the NYPD, you have never thought about killing the police, right? If you continue like this, the enemy will be surrounded by the NYPD first."
Frank was speechless. He was almost surrounded by ESU today, although it was mainly because of Matt's intervention.
¡°But Luke rescued him, that¡¯s a fact.
Luke handed over five more magazines: "Let's go back quickly and try to finish the work within ten minutes."
Frank was stunned: "Ten minutes?"
Luke: "Of course, I have to send Xiaohong home."
Frank turned his head and glanced at Grote: "Then this guy"
Luke: "Let him go."
Frank looked at him strangely, his eyes full of "you're kidding".
Luke: "Xiaohong doesn't want you to kill him, then let him go."
Frank looked strange, but nodded.
The two of them went downstairs. Luke carried Grote downstairs and untied his hands and feet: "You can go, don't let us see you again, otherwise"
Grote's face was full of joy: "I'll leave right away, as far as I can go" Then he staggered and ran away. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com