As for this party, Luke could only laugh.
Santino doesn't have such deep feelings for his sister. This museum party must be a trap to lure out the Night Devil John.
But, who cares.
This is nothing more than a consensual, mutually hurtful drama.
The Dantonio family museum is located on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Luke didn't even need to drive. He just walked one kilometer in the sewer, and then came up to the ground and stood not far from the museum.
The drone took off and saw guests entering the museum one after another.
There were a large number of bodyguards patrolling inside and outside the museum, numbering around fifty.
Looking at this number of people, Luke couldn't help but shake his head: Their acting is not professional, who are they taking for an idiot! These bodyguards are not on the same level as the assassins last night, and with such a small number, it would be absolutely crazy to rely on them to stop the Night Demon.
There was no doubt that this was a trap, so... of course Luke had to go in and take a look.
But not now.
Luke's gaze shifted to a room in a building not far away.
He couldn't see there directly, but his keen sense of smell could tell there were two people.
It was not surprising that these two people had guns on them, but they also had a smell of mutual aid association's medicinal bath.
Luke had been thinking about this thing for a long time and had done a lot of experiments.
He could instantly identify the smell even if it was just a little bit.
The mutual aid society killer who appeared at this time and place was a killer who was qualified to use the medicinal bath. He must be an important member of the mutual aid society. This is very telling.
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"Night Wolf, 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 checking the museum more than a hundred meters away. "Why do you want to retire? And do you think Sloan will let us go at this time? White Dove, don't think too much. It will kill you."
The white woman, Bai Ge, smiled bitterly: "Scarface is dead, Redback Spider disappeared, X is missing, Buffalo is also dead, and the Cross is hunting us one by one. We were lucky to be injured this time, but we may not be able to come back alive next time. I would rather leave early like the Redback Spider, maybe I can still survive."
Night Wolf was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Leave? Where to? We can do nothing but kill people. And do you think the High Table will let people like us escape its control?"
Bai Ge: "We have money. We can get at least 10 million this time. Where can we not go then?"
Night Wolf said nothing.
The white dove looked at him disappointedly.
She understood that Night Wolf was used to this line of work and subconsciously resisted change.
Of course, the more likely possibility is that he is afraid of mutual aid societies and high tables.
But now the crisis is imminent, and who knows whether the cross will keep staring at them.
If you don't leave now, you may never have another chance. The dead have no chance.
But Night Wolf looked like he didn't want to discuss this topic, so she didn't continue.
It might be easier to discuss our future together after this mission is completed and we get the money.
She thought so.
"People from the Mutual Aid Society?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
The two men drew their guns almost without hesitation.
Bang!
The bullet hit the wall near the door, the door was wide open, and there was no one where the sound came from.
The expressions of the two men suddenly became serious: Master!
"Don't be impatient." The voice continued to sound, but it was still from the empty doorway before: "Tell me why you are here. I think you are here to kill me. Ten million US dollars, right?"
Night Wolf's face was solemn: "John Wick?"
"Haha." The low chuckle had no laughter, and seemed to be an interjection: "It seems so. Your Mutual Aid Association can't take care of its own affairs, and you dare to interfere in my affairs."
The two of them said nothing, looking around, ready to leave the room.
"I'll give you one chance." The voice continued: "Call Sloan and tell him it's only this once, otherwise the Mutual Aid Association will be my enemy."
Bai Ge snorted coldly: "We don't need it."
Voice: "No, you need to. Just do as I say. As long as you each dodge my shots, I will stop chasing you."
Both of them felt heavy in their hearts.
The voice said so many things, but they still couldn't find each other.
The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, so they are in an extremely unfavorable situation.
Yelang was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Bai Ge, make the call."
Bai Ge did not hesitate. He slowly took out his phone, called Sloan, and repeated the threat of "John Wick".
This was not a sign of weakness, but a report on the situation of the two encountering John the Night Devil.
"Very good, you have given yourself a last chance." After Bai Ge hung up the phone, the voice said: "Now, I will attack."
Night Wolf and White Dove reacted instantly.
The tall and strong Night Wolf's heartbeat instantly accelerated, his physical energy burst out, and his strong body rushed out of the door and into the corridor.
Bai Ge followed closely behind him, and both of them had a gun in their hands, and their confidence increased greatly.
There was no one in the dim corridor. Night Wolf pointed his pistol to the right and ran away, while White Dove was on guard to the left where his back was facing.
"Want to leave? It's too late." The voice continued to echo in the room, making the two men feel very uncomfortable, as if they were fighting with a ghost.
Even Night Wolf's attention couldn't help but shift to the room behind for a moment.
Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The next moment, he realized what was wrong. His hand holding the gun was grabbed by someone.
A person in a black tights appeared in front of him as if he had lost his invisibility.
When his attention shifted back just now, his sight also subconsciously looked backwards, but suddenly there was a person in his peripheral vision. After many years of career as a killer, he certainly noticed something unusual.
Night Wolf's reaction was also quick. His physical energy was bursting out, and his strength reaction was beyond that of an ordinary person. He wanted to pull the trigger without hesitation.
At this moment, he felt a pain in his finger and his eyes blurred.
His finger on the trigger couldn't be pulled down, and it instantly turned into a reverse V shape.
Before he could cry out in pain, an arm stretched out like a snake, and the palm and fingers were as sharp as a knife, stabbing his Adam's apple and then withdrawing.
With a snapping sound, Night Wolf's Adam's apple shattered, and in his peripheral vision, the man in black curled up and passed under his right armpit.
The white dove is in danger!
Night Wolf wanted to shout, but his Adam's apple made no sound. He could only turn around as hard as he could and swung his right fist backwards.
His right arm began to move, and Luke, who had just retracted his right hand, also threw a backhand punch, hitting Night Wolf on the back of the head.
Night Wolf stood there in a daze. After a while, blood slowly seeped out of his seven orifices.
Bai Ge also sensed the danger, his heartbeat instantly exceeded the limit of an ordinary person, and his physical strength burst out.
Snap! Snap!
She felt severe pain in both shoulders and her arms drooped limply, as they were dislocated by two punches.