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Regarding this banquet, Luke could only laugh.
Santino doesn¡¯t have that deep affection for his sister. This museum banquet must be a trap to lure out Night Stalker John.
But, who cares.
This is just a drama where you love me and hurt each other.
The D¡¯Antonio Family Museum is located on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Luke didn¡¯t even need to drive. He walked directly through the sewer for a kilometer, then climbed to the ground and stood not far from the museum.
The drone took off and saw the guests entering the museum one after another.
There are a large number of bodyguards roaming inside and outside the museum, numbering around fifty.
Looking at this small number of people, Luke couldn¡¯t help but shake his head: He¡¯s not even a professional in acting, who do you think he is stupid! These bodyguards are not on the same level as those killers last night. There are only so many of them. It is absolutely crazy to rely on them to stop the Night Stalker.
There is no doubt that this is a trap, so of course Luke has to go in and take a look.
but not now.
Luke¡¯s gaze moved to a room in a building not far away.
He couldn¡¯t see directly there, but his sensitive sense of smell revealed two people.
It¡¯s not unusual for these two people to have firearms on their bodies, but they also smell like a medicinal bath from a mutual aid association.
Luke has been thinking about this thing for a long time and has done a lot of experiments.
Even if the smell is just a little bit, he can tell it instantly.
At this time, the killer of the mutual aid association who appeared in this place is still a killer who is qualified to use medicinal baths. He must be an important member of the mutual aid association. This is already very revealing.
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"Nightwolf, have you ever thought about retiring?" a white woman asked the African-American man next to her.
Night Wolf, an African-American man, was still looking at the museum more than a hundred meters away: "Why are you retiring? And do you think Sloan will let us leave at this time? Baige, don't think too much, people will die."
The white woman Bai Ge smiled bitterly: "Scarface is dead, the red-backed spider has disappeared, x is missing, the buffalo is dead, and the crosses are hunting us one by one. This time we are lucky to be injured, and we may not be able to come back alive next time. I would rather If you leave early like a redback spider, you might still survive.¡±
Yelang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Let's go? Where to go? We can do nothing but kill people. And do you think the high table will let people like us escape control?"
Baige: "We have money. We can get at least 10 million this time. Where can we go then?"
Yelang said nothing.
Baige looked at him disappointedly.
She understood that Yelang was accustomed to this line of work and subconsciously resisted change.
Of course, it is more likely that he is afraid of mutual aid groups and high-level tables.
But now the crisis is imminent, who knows if the cross will keep its eyes on them.
If you don't leave, you may not have a chance - a dead person has no chance.
However, Yelang looked like she didn¡¯t want to discuss this topic, so she didn¡¯t continue.
It may be easier to discuss the future of the two of them after this task is over and the money is obtained.
She thought so.
"People from the mutual aid association?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
The two men drew their guns almost without hesitation.
The bullet hit the wall next to the door, the door was wide open, and there was no one where the sound came from.
The two people¡¯s expressions suddenly became solemn: Master!
"Don't be anxious." The voice continued to sound, but it was still at the empty doorway before: "Tell me why you are here. I think you are here to kill me, ten million dollars, right?"
Night Wolf looked solemn: "John Wick?"
"Haha." There was no smile in the low laughter, and it always seemed to be a modal word: "It seems so. You guys are too busy helping each other to take care of yourself, and you actually dare to interfere in my affairs."
The two of them remained silent, looking around, ready to leave the room.
"Give you a chance." The voice continued: "Call Sloan and tell him this time, otherwise the mutual aid association will be my enemy."
Baige snorted coldly: "We don't need it."
Voice: "No, you need it. As long as you do as you are told, as long as you each dodge a shot from me, I will stop chasing you."
The two of them felt heavy in their hearts.
That voice said so many words, but they never found each other.
The enemy is hidden and we are exposed, and they are in an extremely disadvantageous situation.
Yelang was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Bai Ge, please call."
Bai Ge did not hesitate, slowly took out the phone, called Sloan, and repeated the "John Wick" threat.
This is not to show weakness, but to convey back the situation of the two encountering Night Devil John.
"Very good, you have given yourself the last chance." When Bai Ge hung up the phone, the voice said: "Now, I'm going to attack."
Night Wolf and White Pigeon reacted instantly.
The heartbeat of the tall and strong Yelang accelerated instantly, his physical energy burst into action, and his strong body rushed out of the door and into the corridor.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? White Pigeon follows closely behind him, both of them have a gun in hand, and their confidence is greatly increased.
There was no one in the dark corridor. Night Wolf pointed his pistol to the right and walked away, while White Dove was guarding the left side of his back.
"Want to leave? It's too late." The voice continued to ring in the room, making the two of them feel quite uncomfortable, as if they were fighting ghosts.
Even Yelang's attention couldn't help but shift to the room behind him for a moment.
Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The next moment, he knew something was wrong - someone had grabbed the hand holding the gun in front of him.
A man wearing all black tights appeared in front of him as if he had lost his invisibility.
When he turned his attention back just now, he also subconsciously cast his gaze behind him, but suddenly there was a person in the corner of his eye. Of course, after many years of career as a killer, he noticed something unusual.
Night Wolf¡¯s reaction was also very fast. When he was under an explosion of physical energy, his strength and reaction were beyond ordinary people, and he wanted to pull the trigger without hesitation.
At this time, he felt pain in his fingers and blurred vision.
His finger on the trigger couldn't pull it down, and it instantly turned into a reverse V-shape.
Before he could cry out in pain, an arm stretched out like a snake, its palms pointed like knives, and it poked his Adam's apple and then closed it.
Amidst the clicking sound, Yelang's Adam's apple shattered, and the man in black in his peripheral vision passed through his right armpit.
The white pigeon is in danger!
Yelang wanted to shout, but his Adam's apple made no sound at all. He could only turn around with all his strength and swing his right fist backward.
His right arm just started to move, and Luke's right hand that had just withdrawn also made a backhand punch, hitting Night Wolf on the back of the head.
Yelang suddenly stood there. After a while, blood slowly soaked out of the seven orifices.
Bai Ge also sensed the danger, his heartbeat instantly exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and his physical energy exploded.
Click! Click!
Severe pain came from her shoulders, and her arms drooped down weakly, but they were dislocated by two punches. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com