(Thanks to the grassroots leader Ni Shang for his strong support for this book)
The left hand, which had not yet been retracted, was pulled back, just in time to receive a backhand slap in the face.
Bang!
This security guard, who was loyal to his duty and had good professional skills, was spun twice on the spot by the twisting head and fell to the ground.
Except that his partner was spinning clockwise while he was spinning counterclockwise, the two of them fell to the ground in exactly the same movements.
“Follow me.” Luke withdrew his hand as naturally as if he had just brushed away an annoying mosquito or fly.
Max didn't move.
Luke glanced sideways and saw her charming mouth open wide. He asked calmly, "Why, is it weird that I hit someone?"
Max shuddered, a blush rose on his face, and his eyes sparkled: "Oh, this pose is so cool, I like it."
Luke smiled and said, "Then I'll let you see enough later."
Max covered his head and said, "Don't, don't laugh. I'm talking about your expression. Well, it's not just the expression, it's just like this..."
She imitated Luke's action of beating someone just now, and tried to keep a straight face, trying to explain what had touched her point.
Luke was surprised: "You like this?"
Max nodded quickly.
Luke pondered for a moment, then casually put it in his arms and took out an ordinary mask and put it on her.
Max was curious: "Why? They're not having a masked ball, and it would be very conspicuous to wear this."
Luke: "Your expression can't match mine. What if people laugh?"
Max thought it made sense: "Okay, then do I need to prepare my lines?"
Luke: "No, as long as you act like a big shot when I ask you."
"No problem." Max agreed immediately, and then: "Well, what is the boss like?"
Luke: “For example, if I ask you “which one”, you will do this.”
As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly and slowly turned his head, letting it lead his gaze to fall on her. Then he nodded slightly and a slight "hmm" sound came out of his nose.
Max's mouth opened again: "Wow, can I be so cool?"
Luke reminded him of the key points of the action: "Remember, don't move your eyes around, just use your head to lead them, that's almost it. Come on, show me how to do it."
Max did as he was told, but it took him five minutes to practice this simple move.
The main thing is that her personality is actually quite eccentric, and her eyes and body always move randomly and unconsciously.
Because ordinary people do need various exaggerated facial expressions and body language to attract the attention of other people in the occasion.
The big guys don’t need these little tricks, they are naturally the focus of other people’s attention.
Moreover, slowing down your movements not only gives you a sense of "building up momentum", but also gives others enough time to think.
As for language... is it important? Even with just one breath or one look, the boss reveals his arrogance.
Of course, to put it more practically, he got Max's aura.
It's nothing more than a process of killing people → killing bad guys → killing very strong bad guys, and it's just a posture shown before taking action.
It seems that the fierce baker actually prefers this kind of cool handsome guy. Maybe he can give it a try tonight. He thought so in his heart.
After the rehearsal, Luke walked in front and Max walked behind.
He even fiddled with the large bath towel she was wearing, making it look more like a white shawl.
Anyway, those little bad guys probably won’t have the energy to tell whether it’s a bath towel or a shawl.
Even if the boss is wearing a bath towel, do others dare to disrespect her
From the rear deck on the bottom floor to the front deck on the second floor, the place has now fallen into a carnival rhythm.
There are five second-generation rich men in their twenties and thirties, and around each of them there are two to three young, beautiful, hot and proactive girls. The first half of the process has already begun with some accidental sex.
Luke wasn't interested in watching this. Those rich scumbags he killed had much more fun than this.
As soon as he stepped onto the front deck, his figure appeared in the sight of the last security guard guarding the stairs.
The security guard is here to prevent the young men from rolling down or even falling over the guardrail.
However, his mind had long been focused on the scene of the glamorous flesh, so he did not react immediately.
Then, a slap as strong as a palm-leaf fan landed on his face.
Bang!
The security guard's body twisted and tumbled in the air, more than three and a half times in total, and slammed into the reveling crowd with a bang.
Since this guy is a big name, it is conservatively estimated that he will kill innocent people one day, so the attack on him will naturally be much more severe than the other two.
Besides, this guy was also there when Max jumped into the sea to escape.
He should also be held responsible for allowing this to happen and not checking Max's personal safety afterwards and just sailing away.
Luke didn't think that those high-spirited young men would actually drive the boat themselves.
If it accidentally hits another yacht or rushes ashore, someone might die.
Moreover, seeing that this group of people always bring three security guards with them when they go on a yacht to party, it is obvious that their family members are very concerned about their personal safety.
Even if the young masters don't want to live, the security guards don't want to die.
Faced with the "uninvited" security, the group of men and women were stunned for a moment, and many of them burst into laughter.
Some people are still asking him if he can't hold it anymore, and everyone can give him two hot girls as a reward.
For a moment, no one noticed that the unlucky guy had fallen into a coma due to a severe concussion.
Luke raised his hands and clapped them twice.
This is a reminder in many occasions for everyone to be quiet when they are about to speak publicly.
Among the group of men and women, a small number of those who were not too excited subconsciously looked over.
Luke put down his palm and walked towards them slowly: "Everyone, I'm sorry to bother you, but I need your cooperation, so please keep quiet."
Those who were slightly more sober didn't know what was going on for a moment and didn't say anything.
Among the people who were having a great time, one guy turned around and cursed: "Get lost, you are not worthy of me, I..."
Bang!
This older, ugly, bald and foul-mouthed man turned 360 degrees on the spot and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
Why not 720 degrees? Because his body is not as strong as those two security guards, and he is just a small red name.
If he tries too hard, this silly middle-aged man might only be able to turn his head twice, but his body only once.
There was a moment of silence, and then a group of people made a loud and noisy noise.
The girls were either screaming or dazed, and two of the men, who had lost their ability to think, pounced on them and just stood there yelling and cursing.
Snap! Snap!
The two guys who rushed over from the left and right received similar treatment from the security guards on the rear deck, with two slaps in the face, one on the left and one on the right.
The two men fell to the ground on either side of Luke and became motionless.
Luke slowly reached his hand into the chest, scaring the girls so much that they screamed wildly, but the two men kept their mouths shut, with extremely ugly expressions: Isn’t this just the standard action of a killer in the movies pulling out a gun to silence someone
Then, they saw... a white handkerchief was slowly pulled out from the chest, revealing it before their eyes.
What the hell is this! Everyone was stunned.