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When Sloan saw the ruby ??red liquid in the vial in his hand, his face suddenly filled with despair: "You already know this, why are you still torturing me? You are crazy!"
Luke felt a little embarrassed because he really didnĄŻt know.
This ruby ??red liquid is what the gangsters were looking for in the last cruise hijacking incident that Robert and Catherine encountered.
The giant octopus with strange behavior that appeared later also flocked to this thing.
Luke studied it for a while, but made little progress, so he put it aside for the time being.
"With Tony Stark's ability, the level of drug research is not high, and it is not worth wasting this rare blood orchid extract.
Its only test subject is the previous generation of Ghost Rider Castre, who is still alive and well.
Thinking of this, he thought: "Last summer, did your people hijack an Atlantic cruise ship and steal blood orchid extract?"
Sloan nodded dejectedly: "Yes."
Luke: "Why?"
"Someone bribed the workers and a guard at the planting site and stole a batch of blood orchid extract from the warehouse. After I found out, I sent someone to snatch it back," Sloan said.
Luke: "The news didn't leak?"
Sloan: "I cleaned up all the workers and guards over there, and then I asked people to kill the thieves and instigators, and no one bothered me afterwards."
After asking this, Luke basically understood: the batch of blood orchid extract in his hand was originally the batch that Sloan had stolen.
He thought for a while and then asked: "Your big boss didn't think twice about asking you to hand over this thing?"
Sloan: "If I want it, I kill dozens of his bodyguards, sit on his bedside and talk once, and he doesn't want it anymore."
Luke: Damn it, you really know how to show off.
But then he thought about it, even if he met Sloan, it would be difficult to deal with this guy without using primary annihilation.
Invincible, not afraid of pain, and able to recover quickly, coupled with arc shooting and physical bursts, there are really not many people in the world who can stop Sloan from assassinating.
"He never thought about cooperating with you to get some life-saving medicine?" Luke was still a little curious about this.
Sloan: "Using too many physical bursts will lead to body failure and death. Using too many arc shots will cause brain damage and turn you into an idiot. You must have a medicinal bath to recover, otherwise the more frequent the battles, the more famous the killer will be." The sooner you die. How can I hand this thing over?"
Luke rubbed his chin: "Then if people no longer use these two abilities and can take care of themselves in peace and contentment, they can actually live well?"
Sloan smiled bitterly: "With this kind of power, who can bear not to use it?"
Of course Luke understands.
This thing is SloanĄŻs way of secretly controlling the middle and high-level members of the mutual aid association.
"It's a pity that a cross appeared. He is best at layout and ultra-long-range sniping. He did not use physical bursts and arc shooting, so he tormented the mutual aid association so much that Sloan's check and balance method was not that effective for him.
But you canĄŻt say Sloan is stupid.
The layout of the cross + ultra-long-range sniping are also top talents.
The Mutual Aid Association specializes in this industry and has trained countless killers over the years, but it only produced this weird one.
At this point, Luke understands the issues related to medicinal baths.
Looking at Sloan, he asked: "Any last words?"
Sloan stared at him closely: "I've told you everything you want to know, so just let me die in a clear way."
Luke snorted: "Say it."
Sloan: "Who are you?"
Luke: "Didn't you guess it? I am v."
Sloan: "Impossible, how could v be the Night Demon pretending to be!"
Pfft!
SloanĄŻs eyes widened, and he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a red-hot steel knife had been inserted into his head.
The next moment, his consciousness exploded and disappeared without a trace.
"I'm sorry, I just like to make people's deaths unclear!" Luke withdrew his saber.
He looked at the system prompt that the experience points for killing Sloan had arrived, and then he had an idea and put his body into the No. 1 space.
System: If you discover a collection of evil thoughts, you can convert 1,000 points or modify the function of the storage module. Conversion and modification?
Luke took a look and moved his eyes to the "fat beef slices" and limb parts contributed by Sloan, and then took them into Space No. 1.??
Sure enough, the system added a similar prompt, but the convertible points are 900.
In other words, SloanĄŻs entire package can convert almost two thousand experience points, which is one-tenth of the amount of the Black Heart Demon.
Although itĄŻs not much, itĄŻs always worth it!
Thinking like this, Luke took out his mobile phone: "It's me, John Wick. I want to book a dinner for one hundred and eighty-seven people. The address is the Seventeenth Textile Factory in North BergenI'm not kidding, I'm at the door IĄŻll wait for you for half an hour.Ą±
With that said, he walked out.
When he came to the city wall at the gate, he sat on a pile, swayed his legs, and hummed softly.
After snorting twice, Luke always felt that something was missing, so he casually held a bottle of beer and a pack of salted peanuts in his arms.
He took a sip of the beer and peeled two peanuts. He looked up at the sky and said, "Hey, it's a pity that there is no moon tonight. Amitabha, that's good!"
More than twenty minutes later, a van and a large box truck drove to the door of the Seventeenth Textile Factory. The figure in the black suit sat on the city wall, like an idler drinking in a daze on the porch of his house.
In the van, a skinny old man came down, raised his head and asked: "Are you sure we can go in and clean it?"
Luke nodded, not bothering to say anything, and just threw a cloth bag down casually.
The old man caught it lightly, opened the drawstring, and four stacks of neatly tied gold coins appeared in front of him.
This is the standard binding method for mainland gold coins, with a stack of fifty coins.
JohnĄŻs gold coins were used a lot, but of course they were not enough.
Luke just dug this out from the mutual aid association, and now it is just used to collect the bodies of the people in the mutual aid association, so it can be put to good use.
The old man raised his head again: "That's too much."
Luke peeled another peanut and threw it into his mouth: "Tip."
The old man was silent for a moment, raised his hand to take off his soft-brimmed hat, and bowed slightly: "It is my honor to serve you, Your Excellency."
At the same time, more than a dozen people who got off the large truck also bowed with great respect.
Luke just hummed and stood up.
The wine bottle and peanut shells have long been stored in the storage space, and there is nothing worth staying here.
When the old man and others looked up again, the figures on the city wall had disappeared.
The old man exhaled and turned to look at the man behind him: "Keep your mouth shut, who will ask about tonight's situation? Let them come to me, do you understand?"
Everyone: "Understood."
The old man took the lead and was not too surprised when he saw several fallen corpses at commanding heights.
When he entered the open main factory building, his face changed drastically like the boy behind him, and he whispered: "holyshxt!"
"omg!"
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