Night Devil John doesn't look like he is in desperate situation at all. Instead, he seems to be mocking everyone: I can easily kill more than 20 of you, but you can't do anything to me!
The killers' eyes turned red due to the stimulation of the reward, shame and annoyance.
Even though there were still many people who remained basically calm, they gritted their teeth, got in their cars and chased after the suspects, unwilling to give up.
After everyone left, two old Ford vans drove over.
The car door opened and more than a dozen big men in cleaners' uniforms got out of the car.
Holding various cleaning tools and body bags in their hands, they started working around and inside the villa, and in less than half an hour they had collected all the bodies.
This time, they moved more than twenty bodies.
In fact, seventeen of the killers had completely disappeared without leaving any trace.
The cleaners didn't know they were dead, and neither did the killers who were chasing them.
Luke, who was driving his Dodge at lightning speed, felt very happy as he watched his experience points grow rapidly.
Due to his harassment, the system tonight did not count these killers as a whole task, but instead issued a settlement prompt every time one was killed.
More than forty killers have contributed more than 10,000 experience points.
And this is just the appetizer.
The best place for Night Demons to fight is never a spacious place.
For example, the villa itself has nothing but open grassland within dozens of meters around it. Even with the killers' complete equipment, it is difficult to play a big role in basic concealment.
Luke was able to sneak in and out, relying entirely on his stealth suit.
But if this happens too often, the killers' morale will collapse quickly.
After all, if hundreds of killers died without even seeing the shadow of Night Devil John, only a lunatic would dare to come and die again.
Therefore, they must be led to the battlefield where the Night Demons can perform best, so that they cannot witness the large-scale death of their companions.
This place is Harlem.
If the other side had more people, he would gradually move northward.
And down there was the Clinton area, which he didn't want to go to.
Lawyer Ma Xiaohong has had a busy night life recently, and Luke doesn't plan to let him come out to disrupt the situation. It would be bad if he gets a concussion again.
Amid the roar of engines, more than twenty cars rushed into Harlem.
Along the way, there were killer vehicles coming out from time to time. They all received real-time mission reminders and rushed to intercept, but no one could stop Luke.
Many killers cursed: "Falco, who the hell gave you this crappy information? Why didn't you mention Night Devil's driving skills? How are we going to catch him?"
It wasn't long before they stopped the swearing.
The Dodge Challenger that was speeding through the streets like flowing water was finally hit on the rear end by a car coming from the side, and twisted and turned into an alley.
Two people rushed out of the sports car that stopped the Dodge Challenger and forced their way into the alley.
When they got in, white smoke was coming out of the hood of the Dodge Challenger and there was no one in the car.
The two looked at each other, carefully separated to the left and right, and quickly chased deep into the alley.
They moved swiftly and almost silently, showing a professional level far beyond that of ordinary killers.
Just seconds after the two men chased into the alley, two cars arrived almost at the same time.
One person got off from one car, and two people got off from the other car. They looked at each other and nodded slightly to complete the communication.
The general meaning is that everyone should rely on their own abilities and not attack each other.
It’s not that these people are united, but that the task has the additional requirement of a high table.
If someone plots against each other and hinders the Night Devil from escaping, all participants will be informed afterwards.
At that time, if Night Demon was not dead, the person who was holding him back would definitely die.
Night Devil's battle record was also made public along with the information.
For example, John killed hundreds of people in a mission a few years ago.
For example, last month John had a conflict with the Tarasov family, and the death toll in the Tarasov family once again exceeded 100.
Two days ago, John killed more than seventy people (guards + several leaders) in Dantonio Manor. This time he was finally seriously injured.
When facing such people, it is unrealistic to expect to reap the rewards alone by holding back your peers.
The most likely possibility is that it depends on luck. I can just take John's head when he is cornered.
The killers, confident in their own abilities and expecting John to be seriously injured as mentioned in the information, chased after him without much hesitation.
After these killers chased into the alley, more killers arrived.
Seeing the several cars abandoned at the alley, everyone understood what was going on.
This area is the slum area of Harlem.
There are many old apartment buildings, the environment is complex and the streets are narrow.
You can't drive fast here. Even if you run a few steps and cross a gap or a small path, you can get stuck in front of cars taking a detour.
No wonder Night Devil dropped the car and ran away.
It will be difficult to find him if he hides here.
But most of the killers still chose to enter this area, but some of them just picked up their weapons and walked, while others drove around in.
Those who pursue on foot are usually good at tracking, while those who drive are prepared to try their luck and pick up something that is missing.
In fact, Luke's scoring campaign has just officially begun tonight.
Looking at the red dots of the killers on the polarized lenses, which were like a large net spreading out and covering the area, Luke's mouth curled up.
At this moment, he was standing at the corner of an apartment building.
But in the darkness of night, only the right position can see the unnatural distortion of the air, otherwise this place is just an empty corner of the roof.
Behind him, a figure carrying a large bag was opening the door to the rooftop and walking up.
After scanning the rooftop, he chose the corner where Luke was. He came over and opened his big box next to Luke.
The man took out a titanium mobile phone and operated it skillfully. A small drone in the big box quickly took off, and the high-altitude surveillance screen appeared.
Luke's mouth twitched: Damn it, I can meet killers who are similar to me here.
This guy didn't go down to look for people. Instead, he chose the rooftop with an excellent view and used a drone to search.
It has to be said that the quality and technical level of the killers who came to hunt down the Night Demon this time are extremely high.
Among the group of people who died just now, there were infrared detection and night vision goggles everywhere. They were not low-level killers who rushed around with only a few guns.
Thinking in his mind, Luke watched as the drone's camera was pointed at the killer himself.
He was debugging the drone to make sure there were no abnormalities.
Suddenly, the man moved his phone closer with a puzzled look on his face.
Just now, he felt that the drone footage seemed a little unnatural, and his own image on the screen seemed to have something wrong.
Luke naturally saw it too.
The drone camera happened to be shooting at the killer from diagonally above, passing through Luke's position.