As soon as Luke entered, he saw Sister Leto cutting the ropes on her hands with a small knife.
Unfortunately, the knife was not sharp enough and her hand position was awkward, so she couldn't exert much strength.
Luke smiled: This little girl is still very tenacious!
He did not delay. He walked over, snatched the knife from her hand and threw it away. Then he covered her head with a black cloth bag, carried her on his shoulder, shot out a grappling hook, and climbed up to the skylight.
Two minutes later, Luke appeared in an alley a few hundred meters away with the little girl.
After cutting her bound hands and feet, he pressed the pistol he had just taken from the big man K2 into her hands and said, "Good luck, kid."
His figure passed over the nearby wall and disappeared.
The little girl pulled off the black cloth bag on her head and looked around, but she couldn't see anyone.
Looking at the pistol in her hand again, she gritted her teeth, put it in her arms, and left quickly.
Luke was standing on the roof of a building not far from her. He watched the little figure go away, smiled, and turned his head to look at the street fortress.
After a moment, there were a few loud rumbling noises, and then a large flame rose up.
Looking at the processing workshop engulfed in flames, he laughed, shot out the grappling hook, and quickly left.
After finding the broken car and driving to District 18, he called Daniel and said, "Come pick me up. I'll send you the address."
Daniel: "Hey, are you kidding me? It's two o'clock in the morning and I'm not a night train driver!"
Luke: “Two thousand euros.”
Daniel: "Okay, I'll be there right away." Two thousand euros is more than he can earn in several days' work, so only this old man would refuse.
And he looked at the address and thought that with his driving skills, it would only take him a few minutes to get there.
Less than ten minutes later, Daniel's taxi screeched to a stop in front of him.
Luke got in the car: "To Montmartre Cemetery."
Daniel drove with a smile on his face.
A moment later, the car arrived at the destination, and Luke stuffed a roll of Euros into the cash slot: "The extra money is a tip." Then he stood up and got out of the car, quickly disappearing into the darkness on the roadside.
Daniel followed the dim light on the dashboard, quickly counted the roll of bills, and suddenly cursed: "Damn it, two thousand and fifty cents, and you only gave me a fifty-cent coin as a tip!"
With Luke's eyesight and agility, he had of course counted the money clearly. The extra fifty cents was intentional. After all, he had paid the agreed 2,000 euros.
By the way, I used the fifty-cent coin I got from the robber to do an experiment.
After using this coin, the system has no intention of deducting points.
Obviously, the system approved of robbing those robbers.
Walking slowly through the dark streets of Paris, he looked at the proceeds from clearing out the drug trafficking gangs.
Mission: Kill the leader of the Taha gang and destroy the illegal drugs and processing workshops.
The total experience of the mission is 2500 and the points are 2500.
The mission contribution rate is 100%, and you will get 2500 experience points and 2500 points.
Sure enough, there are experience points for destroying banned drugs and their processing.
If he continues like this for a week, he might be able to level up and learn basic self-healing, right
But think about the big moves he has made in the past few days. The Taha gang is ranked among the top three gangs in the region. If he continues to clean up these traffickers, it will be troublesome if martial law is imposed.
He is going to carry out a massive cleansing in 93 provinces for ten days, and then not only the gangs here, but probably the entire population will be unable to bear it.
He returned to the apartment building, opened the door, took off his clothes, sat on the bed, and reviewed tonight's actions according to the old rules.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the small door of the bathroom.
A smile appeared on his face: "Come in, I didn't lock the door."
Elena poked her head out of the bathroom door: "Why don't you take a shower quickly? It's raining outside and you just came back. Aren't you cold?"
Luke smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Elaine. I just rested and was about to take a shower."
Elena looked at him, hesitated, and asked, "I have coffee here. Come over for a cup after you take a shower?"
Luke smiled and nodded.
But Elena always felt that something was wrong with Luke tonight. She smiled and stepped back.
Luke got up and took a shower.
Elena was brewing coffee in the small kitchen of her house, muttering, "What on earth is this? Well, it's like... the sunlight that morning suddenly turned into the cold wind with rain tonight. Yes, that's the feeling."
Having said this, she shook her head again: "It's just my imagination. Maybe he was just cold. No one's face will be sunny after being exposed to cold wind for a long time." She laughed.
After a while, Luke finished washing up, changed into clean clothes, knocked on the bathroom door, and after getting her response, he pushed the door open and came in.
That’s what’s so interesting about these two little apartments.
The two sides can be transformed into two seemingly separate yet intimate spaces through the bathroom and toilet.
Luke was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. The room wasn't too cold due to the air conditioning, so these were enough for him.
Elena smiled and asked him to sit down and have coffee.
I have to say, on such a cold rainy night, listening to the sound of the drizzle outside the rooftop hitting various objects outside, with a cup of hot coffee in my hand and a smiling little beauty beside me, the feeling is really good.
Luke and Elena sat very close to each other. The tables in this cabin were only for one person, and Elena had made a small round table so the two of them sat even closer, almost whispering to each other.
After finishing a small pot of coffee, Luke stood up and said goodbye.
Although, Elena had no intention of asking him to leave.
In France, inviting someone to coffee is also a very obvious hint.
But, there might be things to do tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow, so he can't be so impatient.
Under Elena's disappointed gaze, Luke went back.
Elena was depressed for just a moment, then suddenly chuckled.
Although she was vaguely disappointed by Luke's departure, it was also consistent with the image of him in her mind.
Gentle, funny, polite, happy to be close to her, but not impatient to make any moves.
Compared to some men who wanted to spread their lives right from the start, Luke was more willing to have emotional and intellectual exchanges with her, and she actually liked this feeling.
As she thought about it, she lost her sleepiness, so she simply moved the easel over and started sketching a new painting.
It was so quiet all around that only the sound of light rain could be heard.
As time passed, the overall outline of the painting emerged, and it still showed a Luke version of the angel.
But this Luke had an indifferent expression, his eyes were as calm as dead water, and in his hand he held a... spear, looking down from above, with the sharp spear raised, as if he was going to stab down at the next moment.