Selina rolled her eyes. "Haha, it's too late to say that. Besides, when Donald and I were partners, didn't we also meet that female gunman? Even in Shackford, we also met the gunmen from the Carlos family. There are dangers everywhere in this world. At least I can become stronger by following you."
Luke was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, since you have already become so aware, train with me for another half an hour. You still have some problems with your fighting moves."
Selina's eyes widened: "What?"
Luke: "In order for you to live longer, my requirements will of course be a little higher."
Finally, Luke took Selina to take a bath in the bathtub in the bathroom.
She was no longer strong, so she had to let Luke do it for her and take a hot bath to relax her muscles.
Half an hour later, Luke called her again, but there was no sound.
When I pushed the door open, I saw a woman sleeping in the bathtub.
Luke shook his head, pulled her out, wiped her body clean, blew her hair, and tucked her into bed. This girl just hummed comfortably a few times and showed no intention of waking up.
Sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the sleeping Selina, he was lost in thought for a long time. Finally, he could only sigh, get up and leave.
Leaving Selina's bedroom, he continued to go to the workshop.
Now, his sense of urgency is growing.
He had met two difficult superhumans in a row, and both times he had escaped from them, which made him feel more clearly the horror of this world.
If you don’t want to be an unknown ordinary person who ends up being just one of the casualties in the newspaper, you have to work hard to survive.
Selina understood this principle, so he would understand it.
Now with a base strength of 40 points and elementary self-healing, he only needs to sleep two hours a day.
With this ability, he can keep working hard, working about six hours more than the average person every day, and accomplish a lot of things.
The next day, Luke made breakfast and woke up Selina who was still lying in bed: "My beauty, although you performed very well yesterday, you still have to go to work on time today."
Selina angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, but he grabbed it and threw it back: "Okay, there's something delicious."
The woman seemed to have been switched on. She sat up with a bang and asked, "What's delicious?"
Luke: "It's not breakfast, it's dessert today. But, do I need to remind you that I was the one who put you to bed last night?"
Selina fell back decisively and pulled up the quilt: "Get out and close the door."
Luke smiled and did as he was told.
He wasn't angry because he had enough ice cream early in the morning.
A few minutes later, Selina came out: "What's delicious?"
Luke was eating breakfast over there: "I put it in the refrigerator in the car."
Selina: "What? Why didn't I know there was a refrigerator in our car?"
Luke: "Because I installed it last night."
Selina: “… You have to be kidding.”
Half an hour later, Selina stared at the thing that looked like a storage box in the middle of the back seat in amazement: "Is it really a refrigerator?"
Luke shrugged. "There's no room in the front, so we can only put it in the back. Hey, I told you it's a snack. You just had breakfast, right?"
Selina: "mumumu~ I love this taste. By the way, do you want to give Elsa one?"
Luke: "As long as you want. Whatever she has there depends on what you want to eat anyway."
Selina thought about it and nodded: "Then give her one."
Luke reminded: "She doesn't have a refrigerator. The tiramisu won't last long."
Selina: "Just leave her with Dustin."
Luke: "I don't want to have to give warmth to Dustin in the future. I brought your cupcake from yesterday, you can give that one today."
Selina: “…Okay.”
When they arrived at the police station, before they even entered the door, Elsa called: "Come directly to the boss."
The two men followed the order.
After closing the door, Dustin said, "There is some progress on the case last night."
Luke raised an eyebrow.
"Ten SWAT team members died in this incident, and the SWAT has taken the case to the headquarters. The DEA finally gave in and shared some intelligence with us. The information of the mysterious gunman last night is here, take a look." Dustin said, throwing over a file.
Luke took it and started reading it without handing it to Selina.
He was really curious about who the sharpshooter was!
Then, a name came into view: Wilson Grant Fix.
He had no impression of this name.
After looking for a while, he slowly raised his head: "Kingpin?"
Dustin looked indifferent: "Yes, that's him."
Luke frowned and quickened his page-turning speed, and soon came to the name of the mysterious gunman, Lester
Moving his eyes a little, he saw another word.
bullseye
Luke frowned: This nickname sounds like a super villain.
Looking at the description on the information, this guy Bullseye is Kingpin’s number one fighter!
kingpin, that’s Kingpin!
Luke had vaguely heard of this guy, but didn't have much detailed information. He just roughly remembered that he seemed to be the boss of a super gang.
In the files, the information about this Jin Bing is not that simple.
The man whose original name was Wilson Grant Fix, is now regarded by most people as the super boss of the Kingpin. In recent years, his power has grown extremely fiercely, and his methods are so sophisticated that neither the FBI, the DEA, nor the IRS can do anything to him.
Jin Bing hid himself very well and was secretly controlling his increasingly large criminal group.
His main territory is New York, but his influence has extended across the country.
That's why he was honored as Kingpin in the gang! It means overlord and mastermind, not his last name Jin and first name Bing.
After quickly reading the rest of the information, he threw the file to Selina and then looked at Dustin: "Boss, what does it mean?"
Dustin was silent for a moment. "It doesn't make any sense. Jin is not a small character like Sergei. The New York police have been unable to deal with him for so many years. Do they still expect us to help them catch him?"
Luke nodded, he felt the same way.
A boss of Kingpin's level is not someone that ordinary people can touch. Even extraordinary humans find it difficult to touch him.
Just with that bullseye, ordinary extraordinary humans would be defeated in seconds when they meet him. Unless they have the right abilities, it would be difficult to deal with him.
"Where's Bullseye?" Luke asked.
Dustin shook his head. "This is not our business. The FBI has sent someone to retrieve yesterday's files."
Luke said, "So that means we have nothing to do with it?"
Dustin nodded. "I called you here to remind you to be careful recently. After all, you are the only one who is still alive after fighting with Bullseye last night."
Luke chuckled: "I'll be on guard against his revenge."
Dustin: "Also, the FBI wants to meet with you to learn about what happened last night. Director Brad agreed, but the location can only be in our police station, and it can only be done here in our major crime unit."