There are a large number of snipers of this level in the databases of various countries, unless they do not use long-range sniping methods.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to hide who was where and who was sniped from investigation by those interested.
Although it is not possible to confirm who this sniper is, there is no evidence that the Holy Crown has contacted such a person.
Considering that the other party wanted to take back the position of head of Camorra, Luke had a guess about this issue.
Backdoor listing.
Perhaps someone wants to reach out to Camorra from the Holy Crown, and the positions of the Twelve Masterminds will fall into their hands.
This is a great way to get into the high table without arousing suspicion.
Knowing who the obvious opponent is, another question arises: What does Winston want
He provided information to John the Night Demon. What did he want
Luke only thought about it briefly and gave up on investigating further.
Winston's plan has nothing to do with him. He is not the real John Wick, and he does not belong at the high table.
All he wanted was experience points.
With John's old fan girl Jaina tipping off, there wouldn't be any harm in having another old fan boy Winston as an informant.
Thinking of this, he sent a copy of the information given by Winston to Jaina, and asked her to investigate the intelligence about the Holy Crown and send it to him.
In this kind of family infighting, the two "candidates" are always the enemies who know each other best.
Besides, it seems that he has something to do here.
His gaze turned towards the balcony.
In the stairwell, Perkins was answering the phone while wearing the slippers he had just asked the waiter for. "Again? That's the Night Demon. Since he threw my shoes out, do you really think he doesn't know anything? If it wasn't in the Continental Hotel, he would definitely shoot me in the head. I want to make money, but the premise is that I'm still alive."
Having said that, she hung up the phone without hesitation, took out two wet wipes, wiped it all over, then threw it into a trash can not far away, and ran away.
She feels a little regretful now.
It would be a hasty decision to provoke the Night Demon for a million dollars, even if it was just to put down the surveillance equipment.
In the past, she always believed that she could do anything with money, until she met the scary smiling man V.
From then on, she knew what a legendary killer was.
The Night Demon, who was not very famous in the past, is now recognized as a legendary killer.
Because Night Devil John killed Sloan, the legendary killer of the Mutual Aid Society, and more than a dozen famous killers in a head-on battle.
This only proves that Night Stalker is stronger than Sloan, and much stronger.
Otherwise, why is there no movement at the high table that has always been high and mighty, with rules when speaking and closing its mouth
Because the rules cannot kill the night demons, but the night demons can kill them who make the rules.
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As night fell, Luke walked out of the Continental Hotel still dressed in a black suit, white shirt and black tie.
Resting during the day and traveling at night are beneficial to his two-line operations.
Although he didn't know when the attack would happen, his "sense of danger" was vaguely reminding him that someone might not be able to resist taking action.
He must give these people a chance, otherwise where would he get the 900,000 upgrade experience points needed to reach level 20
These experience monsters delivered to his door are a solid foundation for upgrading, and he never has too little.
Besides, the number of people who dare to cause trouble to Night Demon must be at least one in two hundred, right? Thinking this in his mind, he disappeared into the streets.
Rome is an ancient city.
It has things in common with many American cities, such as the fact that there are few tall buildings in the downtown area.
But compared to the sparsely populated United States, the ancient city of Rome is much more crowded.
Various three- or five-story buildings can be seen everywhere, a bit like certain areas in Queens and Brooklyn in New York.
However, the cultural heritage here is deeper, and the various houses are more artistic than the industrial-era buildings in New York that are dozens or hundreds of years old.
Luke didn't care about the artistic atmosphere here. After all, he was an art blind and had never put any effort into art in his two lifetimes - except for performance art.
He only knew that this was a perfect place to be ambushed.
Rome is a world tourist destination, and even though it is not very safe at night, there are still many tourists wandering around the city.
There are many buildings and various sculptures and ornaments everywhere. You can often see a figure in a dark corner, but upon closer inspection it turns out to be a sculpture.
But it's just a trouble for ordinary people.
With the drone in the air and his own abilities, Luke can easily detect abnormalities around him.
As he watched the red dots projected on the polarizing filter approach, a smile appeared on his face.
As long as there are many people, there will be no lack of experience points.
He walked into a small park-like place. There was almost no one there and it seemed very quiet.
The surrounding red dots have accelerated their forward speed and are gradually spreading out and surrounding them.
Luke knew what they were waiting for, so he walked steadily to the fountain in the center of the empty little park and sat down.
Almost the moment he sat down, several red dots flew over and landed on his head, chest and abdomen.
Without any prelude or communication, several snipers opened fire directly after a simple countdown synchronization.
The silencer made the gunshots less noticeable, but they were still clearly audible at night.
With a "whoosh" sound, some bullets hit the pool behind him, and some hit the ground in front of him, but Luke's figure had disappeared from the spot.
The commander of this sniper operation was not surprised at all and simply gave the order: "Northwest, direction of Group 2."
Luke's figure moved forward quickly in the darkness, but still remained within the limits of a normal person, but his movements were very erratic.
The snipers' second shot missed again due to the changing speed of running forward, backward, left and right.
"Group two, fire." The commander issued a simpler order.
Amid the sound of gunfire, seven or eight MP7s fired a barrage of bullets.
Luke's figure flashed, and he rushed into the corner next to him, quickly making half a circle and continuing to approach.
"He passed by the right side of the house." The commander reminded immediately.
The sound of gunfire rang out again, but all of them missed.
"He's gone into the house." Less than five seconds after the commander finished speaking, a report from a member of Team 2 came through the headset: "Two members of Team 2 were killed."
"Four people from the second group were killed."
"The team leader is dead, the sniper is dead."
There were three reports, each lasting no more than five seconds on average, and six people died in Group 2.
The commander frowned.
Before coming, he knew how strong this guy was, but it turned out that his estimate might not be enough.
"Hold steady, don't show your head, and maintain suppressive fire," the commander ordered.
It is impossible to kill a legendary killer without paying a price.
As for dealing with a being like the Night Demon, one can either set a trap and trap him into an escapeable situation.
For example, if he is on a plane, then just make the plane crash.
Unfortunately, this opportunity could not be found, and no one knew how the Night Stalker arrived in Rome.
The only remaining option is to set a trap using human lives, like what we did tonight.
Therefore, the commander received the order that all team members could sacrifice, including himself.
Tonight, all of them are expendable pawns.
All, just to kill the Night Demon.