Seeing Luke and Selina standing in front of them, the five young men from the home improvement company felt a chill in their backs: Damn it, why are these two here too!
Luke and his friend's reputation as "killer bosses" has long been spread by the two big mouths Charlie and Laka.
Although no one might take it seriously, when facing Luke and the other man, he inexplicably thought of the rumors of "killing people like flies" and suddenly became uneasy.
Charlie and Laka spoke subconsciously: "Boss, we are not the ones causing trouble this time..."
Luke raised his hand to stop them from talking: "Let me see your hands."
The two of them did as they were told.
Luke checked for a moment and actually used the Gucci magic mirror to scan them, confirming that the two people only had common elbow dislocations and no more serious hidden injuries.
He nodded, "Charlie, come with me first, I have something to ask you. Ben, you stay here and look after them."
Ben nodded, but looking at Charlie who looked like he wanted to die, he couldn't help but say, "Luke, he's still a child."
"Yeah, just asking about the situation." Luke replied with a normal expression.
Selina on the side turned her face away and shrugged her shoulders.
Someone had told her this.
Charlie, who was "still a child", followed him tremblingly to a passage where there were fewer people.
He lowered his head, secretly glanced at Luke, and stammered to explain: "Boss, we, we were really just beaten by others, it was not a fight."
Luke hummed, and suddenly turned his head to look over there: "Hey, why is that female patient not wearing pants?"
Charlie looked in the direction he was looking as if by reflex, and saw a nurse in her forties, weighing at least 180 pounds, walking by.
The point is, are these pants worn properly? Charlie was startled.
At this moment, he felt his arm being lifted up suddenly, and a pain came over him. He couldn't help but screamed: "Ah?"
Turning around immediately, he saw Luke just put down his dislocated arm and cried, "Boss, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I still need to carry bricks with it."
Selina chuckled quietly beside him.
The nurse over there looked over curiously, but didn't notice anything wrong, so she went back to pushing the cart.
Luke said calmly, "Try to move your hand. Don't use too much force. I'll let the doctor fix your arm later. Also, you'll be on paid leave for a month starting from now. You can go back to work after you recover from your injury."
Charlie was stunned, but he immediately moved his arm: “Hey, it really doesn’t hurt anymore?”
Seeing this guy foolishly moving his hand faster and faster, Luke slapped him on the head and said, "If you want it to become habitually dislocated in the future, keep doing this. If you still want to work in the company, you can only be an accountant."
Charlie stopped moving immediately.
Accounting? That's fucking terrible! His girlfriend has been learning the basics from Karen from the firm recently, and the books she brought back were so heavy that they could kill someone.
It would be better for him to die than to have to read so many books.
Luke then said to Selina: "Call Laka over."
Charlie's confused mind suddenly cleared up: "Boss, are you going to connect Laka's broken arm too?"
Luke was speechless. "It's just a dislocated joint, not a chopped-off hand."
Charlie chuckled: "That's about right. We can't move anyway."
Luke was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.
Charlie took out his cell phone, got ready, and was ready to go.
Luke knew what this guy wanted to do, but he didn't try to stop him. He just turned his back to Charlie's phone.
So, Charlie successfully captured the entire high-energy performance of his good friend Laka.
To put it simply: when Laqqa came, the frustration was like going to the execution ground.
Luke said that when a female patient was not wearing pants, he felt as excited as if he was entering a nightclub.
By the time the dislocated bone was reattached, it finally became a slaughterhouse.
When he finally found out that his arm was fine, he smiled like a 200-pound idiot again.
It was Luke who stopped the two silly boys from playing and took them back.
More than ten minutes later, Fudge and his companion arrived.
Everyone sat in the corner of the waiting room and talked about how Charlie and the others had been beaten.
Unlike the others who were relaxed, Luke and Lawyer Ma all had some doubts in their hearts.
It was fortunate indeed that Charlie and Laka only suffered dislocated elbows rather than broken bones.
But the three men, who were martial arts masters, knew that it was not something that ordinary people could do to dislocate a person's hand without causing any additional damage.
Not to mention that Charlie and the other man were dislocated by the same big man.
The other three were beaten to the ground and vomited by another big man, which was not normal.
This method of hitting the three people in the abdomen was obviously very professional. Although it was painful at the time, there were no serious injuries afterwards.
The two big guys were probably professional martial arts masters, so why did they attack Charlie and the other fools? Why did they only hurt but not hurt
Unless they don’t want to cause trouble, and don’t want to waste time entangled with Charlie and the others! The three of them thought of this.
But, that’s all.
New York seems calm on the surface, but things are turbulent underneath.
Batman, Iron Man, Black Catwoman, V, Beidou, Wade, and even the undead monsters, all have people eyeing them.
Those who can target these super-powered targets are certainly not ordinary forces, and their actions will not be open and aboveboard.
The three of them now noticed this abnormality, but it was completely useless.
There are at least eight cases of this kind of groundless information every day in New York now, if not ten, and it is impossible to track them all.
Right now, all Ben can do is keep an eye on these guys. Those who need treatment should be treated, those who need to be hospitalized should be hospitalized, and those who need to take leave should take leave.
Selena reported the case to the front desk and asked the patrol officers to keep an eye out for it, hoping they could find the two people on the dump truck.
Unfortunately, the car driven by Charlie and Laka did not have a dash cam, so it took some effort to find the dump truck.
The reason why these guys didn't use dashcams was very simple, because once the entire "conversation" between Charlie and his girlfriend in the car was recorded, and then Laka learned it and "reenacted the case" in public.
The key point is that the recorded “conversation” contained a description of Charlie’s fighting ability being “reduced”.
Charlie was not shy at the time, he was directly angry.
From then on, Charlie was wary of Laqa, and Laqa was afraid that Charlie would "retaliate in his own way."
The two of them often turned off the recorder in the car, and after turning it off so many times, they occasionally forgot to turn it on.
When asked about this bizarre reason, Luke didn't even think of getting angry.
The two people's actions are to protect their personal privacy, which is strictly speaking nothing wrong.
But in the end, Luke had to check the surveillance cameras on nearby roads by himself, and it was not convenient to trouble Elizabeth.
After all, Charlie and the others only had minor injuries, which was nothing big compared to the recent major cases where a lot of people died.