Selina laughed out loud.
Cutting meat with a blunt knife is also a technical job.
It seems that the big boss Kingpin will not be able to endure to the end, because New York is his base.
Without New York, his foundation would be gone, and whether his allies in other places would buy into his account was another matter.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Luke and his companion left home in the rain with the gold bars.
Now, when they go out to do private work at night, they no longer go in and out through the main gate, but through the underground passage opened up by Lu Ke.
These nights, he worked overtime after returning home and opened a separate passage in the corner of the first floor, leading directly to the nearby sewer.
As the largest city in the United States, New York has extremely complex sewers that can reach many places.
The advantage of choosing this travel route is that it is not easy to be targeted, whether going in or coming back.
The downside is that the sanitary conditions of the sewers are not very good.
Luke has been sorting out the sewer route map in recent days and choosing various suitable routes to avoid running into toilet sewage channels in the future.
The oxygen supply system that comes with the armor can prevent the inhalation of sewer odors and methane. The sewer smell on the body can be removed with a special odor remover so that no one can discover the two people's whereabouts through the smell.
After walking through several blocks underground, the two men emerged from a sewer entrance in an alley near Central Park.
These exits are specially selected, have no surveillance, and have few people coming and going.
The optical camouflage of the two people's armor can conceal most of their whereabouts and avoid being discovered by onlookers.
In the night rain, the two men groped their way towards the west side of the park.
There is an apartment building there, which houses a trading den of the Jin Bing forces.
This den distributes a lot of goods every day, and is considered an important link from wholesale to retail.
Taking advantage of the geographical location, most of the transactions in this den are conducted in the park, and the people in the den use binoculars to confirm whether the surrounding area of the transaction is safe at any time.
This can not only avoid being exposed due to too many retailers coming to the door, but also reduce the possibility of being caught by the police, greatly reducing the losses of illegal drugs.
Unfortunately, this method doesn't work on Luke.
He had already locked onto this den through his keen sense of smell, and had also studied the behavior patterns of these gang members.
If this den is cleared out, this sales point in Central Park will be paralyzed, and Jinbing's shipments will drop by at least 5-7% within a few days.
Without such a strong ability to sell bulk goods, Jin Bing would not be interested in this place.
This is also a very profitable den, directly facing the grassroots retailers, and the price of drugs is much higher than that of wholesale sales to other gangs.
Even if the shipment volume is only one twentieth to one fifteenth of the total, the profit can reach 15-20% of the total.
The mobility of this den is also very high, with goods being delivered in batches at irregular intervals, giving the police no chance to catch the big fish.
But is Luke someone who cares about this kind of thing? He is totally targeting people.
As long as the experienced and key members of this den are cleared out, Jin Bing will not be able to sell any of his goods.
For an underground tycoon like Jin Bing who has no shortage of stocks, unsaleable banned drugs are no different from laundry detergent.
The two people and one dog still follow the old rules this time, Luke is the main attacker, Selina blocks the retreat, and Nugget stays invisible throughout the whole process to keep watch and fill in the gaps.
After sneaking into the apartment building, the two men removed their optical camouflage.
Their actions these days are just to provoke Jin Bing.
Therefore, before a big fight, both of them would reveal their identities and deliberately leave a small number of people alive.
This is a clear message to Jin Bing: We are the ones who did this again, come and kill us if you dare!
The main attacker Luke held a matte knife in both hands and walked slowly up the stairs, humming a song in his nose: "his hit, that ice cold, Michelle Pfeiffer, that white gold..."
Selena, who was originally guarding in the shadows of the back door, couldn't help but complain at this moment: "Hey, this song doesn't seem to match V's temperament, right?"
Luke followed the rhythm of the song and answered, "We are the only ones who can hear it, and no one else can see me."
Selena was speechless and Nugget remained silent.
Going up to the second floor, the knife in Luke's hand flew out and hit the necks of the two guards at the end of the passage.
He walked through the corridor at a steady pace, pausing slightly at each door to eliminate any innocent people or ambushers hiding in the rooms.
Luke walked to a door at the end of the corridor, bent down, pulled out the knife from the necks of the two guards lying on the ground, and flicked it lightly, and scattered drops of blood slid to the ground.
He raised his foot, kicked the door open and walked in.
The people inside were very alert, and as soon as the door was kicked open, they subconsciously reached for their guns.
Luke rushed forward, and the knives in his hands drew arcs in the air. The black figure turned back and forth several times in the living room irregularly, and more than a dozen gangsters all fell down, holding their throats.
The toilet door suddenly opened at this moment. A gangster holding a gun had not yet seen the situation in the living room clearly when a black shadow flew over and a matte knife was stuck in his neck. He fell down dejectedly.
Under Luke's sudden attack, the sixteen gangsters inside and outside were defeated without even having the chance to fire a single shot.
He withdrew the knife, put it back on his waist, and began to throw the goods in the house into the kitchen sink.
Forget about the toilet. The guy was squatting in it just now and hasn't flushed it yet.
He didn't want to smell that smell. He had had enough of the strange smell in the sewer recently.
In less than two minutes, Luke had finished processing all the goods. Standing in the living room, he was looking around to see if he had missed anything when his expression changed and his body suddenly moved half a meter away.
Clang! Puff!
The sound of glass shattering and a dull thud echoed in the room almost at the same time.
A window on the northeast side of the room was broken, and there was a bullet hole on the gunshot wound.
Luke's figure flashed and rushed out of the room. He turned into a transparent and distorted shadow in the corridor, and quickly passed through the window of the second-floor stairwell and ran towards an apartment building in the northeast.
Two hundred meters away, in a room on the third floor of an apartment building, a bearded white middle-aged man cursed "Fuck!", grabbed the AWP on the window, put it into the backpack next to him, put it on his back, and quickly went out and went downstairs, walking into the alley behind the building along the pre-determined retreat route.
The alleys here are interconnected, with no street lights and no surveillance, making them ideal for quick evacuation.
His car was parked in the alley outside the building. As long as he got in and left, no one would be able to find him.
Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the front of the car, opened the door, put the gun bag on the passenger seat first, and when he was about to sit in the driver's seat, a cold touch crossed his neck.
The bearded middle-aged man paused, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he dared not move anymore.
"You're a good shooter, but you don't know how to choose your target." A London accent sounded behind him.
The bearded man was even more surprised.
It is said that the target he just sniped had a genuine London accent.
But, wasn’t that person still in the house two hundred meters away