Smith lowered his head and stared silently at the Glock on the ground.
Suddenly, he bent and picked it up, raising his hand to the gun.
The bearded man roared: "No! You can't..."
Bang!
The bearded man's ferocious expression froze, and two holes appeared on his forehead.
Smith didn't even look at the man again and moved his gun horizontally.
Bang!
There were also two holes on the forehead of Hammerson, who was lying unconscious on the ground.
Smith slowly lowered the muzzle of his gun, panting, and looked at the shadow: "What now?"
As he asked this question, his fingers holding the gun trembled slightly.
That was the prelude to being ready to attack at any time.
The black shadow seemed to chuckle twice and clapped his hands silently twice, as if applauding his decisiveness.
Then, the black shadow pulled from behind, and a black travel bag was lifted out from behind.
With a gentle toss, the black travel bag fell in front of Smith, and the black shadow retreated silently into the darkness.
Smith frowned and looked at the place where the black shadow disappeared for a moment. After a slight hesitation, he stepped forward and unzipped the black travel bag. Inside was a large pile of bundles of cash, including Euros and US dollars.
Just by flipping through them casually, he was sure that these were all old banknotes with non-consecutive numbers and there would be no problem using them.
He took a deep breath, zipped up the travel bag, and handed it to Donna next to him: "Let's get out of here."
Donna: "Ah?" She looked at the corpses all around her, quickly took the travel bag and put it on her back, and helped him out of the warehouse.
Smith said, "We'll take this car and drive Hammerson's car into the warehouse, and then find something to lock the door."
Donna understood immediately.
Hammerson is a rich man and his car is very conspicuous.
When gang members like Bearded Boss do things, they will definitely not use cars registered under their own names, and it is not easy to trace them if they drive Bearded Boss's car.
Secondly, this is an abandoned factory area.
As long as the gate is locked and there are no conspicuous vehicles outside, no one will notice this place for a few days or even years.
She helped Smith to the driver's seat and handed the baby to him: "Then you stay with little Oliver first, he seems to miss you."
Smith smiled and lowered his head. The baby in his arms had a frown on his face, looking as if he was about to cry.
He coaxed softly, "Oh, we'll soon be able to find a quiet and beautiful place and live our lives again, and no one can hurt you again, little Oliver."
The baby burst into tears, not giving him any face at all, but the smile on Smith's face did not diminish at all.
This is the cry of life!
He survived, Donna survived, even little Oliver survived.
That bag of money was worth at least three or four hundred thousand U.S. dollars, enough for them to find a place to hide and live in peace for many years without worries about food and clothing.
Shaking little Oliver on his chest, Smith thought of the dark shadow just now and the bag of cash he threw at him, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Suddenly, a German Shepherd jumped out of the warehouse. It was the one that Hammerson brought.
It circled around Smith, sniffing the scent of baby Oliver, making whimpering sounds and wagging its tail happily.
Smith laughed and patted its big head: "It seems that you don't want to stay, so let's go together."
A few minutes later, Donna got in the car and left the abandoned warehouse with Smith, baby Oliver and the German Shepherd.
Not long after they left, Luke appeared in front of the warehouse again. He watched the three people and the dog go away and chuckled, "I'm the one who has to clean up the mess. It's really unprofessional for a killer to do this."
Ten minutes later, both the bearded boss and Hammerson, as well as their men, had completely disappeared from this world, leaving only their car still parked in the abandoned warehouse.
There's no rule that these two won't suddenly have an epiphany and go on a hiking trip with their men.
Not long after, Luke waved at the roadside, and Selina, who had been notified, came to pick him up.
Thinking about what had just happened, he muttered to himself: Watching a play occasionally is also a kind of enjoyment!
Looking at the system, he felt very satisfied.
Mission: Destroy the Hertz gang.
Total mission experience: 2000, points: 2000.
Mission contribution rate 80%, experience 1600, points 1600
Mission: Kill Hammerson.
Total mission experience: 500, points: 500.
Mission contribution rate 80%, experience 400, points 400.
Mr. Smith killed the two masterminds and only took away 20% of the experience points, which is not too exaggerated.
That’s just the takeaway for today.
Also, Luke shot and killed five gunmen in Esworth Park yesterday at noon, earning 200 experience points.
Last night, he earned another 350 points by shooting from behind.
In the line of Hammerson and Bearded Boss, he gained 2,550 experience points in just one day, which was a rich harvest, with the experience reaching 19,440.
More importantly, Mr. Smith still has to bear the biggest blame.
Suddenly, the system popped up another reminder.
System: You have gained Smith's gratitude and can learn all of his abilities.
Smith's abilities: Basic firearms, basic special operations, basic intelligence gathering... Primary penetration (special psychic).
Luke was stunned: What the hell is that
Closing his eyes, he carefully studied Smith's ability in the system.
Primary penetration (special spirit system): Prerequisite spirit 20, points 10000.
There was no more information, but he felt that this ability would not be bad, both the price of 10,000 points and the simple description of that special spiritual system.
An image emerged in Luke's mind: the man in a black suit with a carrot piercing his head in a black plastic bag.
A smile appeared on his face: It seems that he will have to buy one more ability after the upgrade.
Alas, the points are running out! This really makes him... happy.
Selena was standing by and noticed his smile: "Good things happened to you again." This was not even a question.
Luke hummed, "Let's go back to the police station and see if there is any information about what happened just now."
Selena didn't ask any further questions, knowing that this matter must be serious, and it would be better to confirm it through official channels.
What is a formal channel? For example, the private information revealed by Elsa and Dustin is a formal channel with high credibility.
Back at the police station, Luke didn't rush to find Elsa, but took two cans of Dr. Pepper, and he and Selina drank one each leisurely.
If it is big news, there must be a confirmation process before it is delivered, which takes time, and Elsa and Dustin will not receive it too quickly.
It hasn't been an hour since that Smith jumped down from the sky.
Sonya and Alexandria came over, and Luke looked at them and smiled, "Would you like to have a can too?"
Sonya declined. Alexandria: "I think I need more calcium."
What this means is that carbonated drinks are not very good for bones.
Luke chuckled and reached into the cabinet on his desk.