I don’t know whether no one from the Mutual Aid Association went to the Mainland Hotel to make money, or whether Visuo’s ability to gather intelligence was limited.
After all, the strength of the Mutual Aid Society's famous killer is even more "powerful" than the guy who was just beaten to death by Luke, unless Visuo has a more advanced adjective than "powerful".
At this time, Selena also came out of the shower and sat on the sofa.
Looking at the information on the virtual light screen, she asked, "What did you find?"
Luke: "First, the information that Weisuo gave me is still quite useful, so I won't deal with him for now. Second, the information he provided is just ordinary stuff, worth at most 10,000 US dollars, so I will still deal with him."
Selina laughed out loud: "Why do you have to deal with him?"
Luke picked up the tea and took a sip. "Because I gave him $20,000 very readily. If I don't want him to give me worse information next time and ask for a higher price, I must give him some deep memories. He is much more shameless than Wade."
Selina was surprised: "More shameless than Wade? That's not so exaggerated!"
Luke: "Ok, it's limited to the mission. Wade took the money, so he will at least do the agreed thing. The middleman Weisuo doesn't have this awareness."
Selina recalled the time when Wade drove a motorboat to protect the Cohen sisters under fire, and she had to admit that although that person was shameless, he did have some professional ethics.
"What's next?" she asked instead.
Luke: "Go to work, investigate cases, eat and drink. These people have to have time to appear. Daredevil just happened to jump out. I'm sure they will be very excited."
Selina thought so too.
Big Daddy and Hit-Girl are both on vacation, and Luke has already informed them of the bounty, allowing them to rest and relax for a few months.
She and Luke were waiting for the mantis to stalk the cicada while the oriole was behind, and she hadn't shown up in the past two days.
Among the five targets of the bounty, only Daredevil, who had recovered from his injury, came out to act after the bounty was issued.
Within two or three days, these killers will only become more active in finding targets and will not leave.
In fact, if Matt hadn't shown up, Luke would have made a quick appearance within two days and then quickly left in order to maintain the "work enthusiasm" of the killers.
Now that Lawyer Arima jumped out and got shot, this step is naturally omitted.
After the two finished chatting, they went to work and train.
Not long ago, when Matt was being chased by the killers, a man in an apartment building in Harlem was on the phone: "Stan, they said there was a problem with the last shipment, and they want to talk to you in person."
"What are you talking about? If you want to buy, buy. If you don't want to buy, get out." Norman Stanfield was rummaging around in his house with one arm hanging. "Well, where's my Beethoven LP?"
The person on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly: "Stan, you have to come, otherwise they will deduct 10% of our goods to make up for the shortfall last time."
"How long has it been since the last transaction?" Norman paused and said, "One hand pays the other hand delivers the goods, this is the rule! McGee, tell them that if they don't want to die, they should pay the money honestly."
On the other end of the phone, McGee looked at a member of the ticket dealers who had his hand on the handle of the gun, and felt bitter. He covered the microphone and said, "He doesn't sleep well. If he is woken up, he will be very angry. Don't worry."
After barely calming down the traffickers, McGee walked to the corner of the room, removed his hand from the microphone, and said in a low voice: "Norman, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has notified us that they will conduct an investigation on us. We can't make any more trouble at this time! Otherwise, we will all be finished."
After a pause, he continued, "Listen to me, come over and solve the problem, then you can take a few days of sick leave in peace. This will be good for everyone."
Norman, whose arm was in pain from the gunshot wound, wanted to curse, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: These guys are getting more and more disobedient! I should go and have a look. If they keep making noises, I will kill them like Lando, the short and fat guy.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt relieved.
It would be great to kill it, simple and hassle-free! Anyway, there are more than one company that can ship the goods.
Thinking so, Norman took out his gun, put it on, and drove to Harlem.
More than twenty minutes later, he walked into a room on the ground floor of the apartment building.
One of the gangsters wanted to search him, but Norman grabbed his fingers and twisted them hard: "This is my new suit, get out of here."
With a click, the gangster screamed and took two steps back with his hands clasped.
Everyone in the room frowned.
But the gang leader remained silent for a moment, and just waved his hand, and the four men behind him put down their hands that were touching the gun handles.
Norman walked not far from him and said, "Okay, Guzman. I'm right here. You can say whatever you want."
The leader Guzman said coldly: "Norman, we heard that you killed the Lando family."
Norman laughed a little nervously: "Why, do you want to avenge him?"
Guzman shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter to us if he dies a few more times. But I heard that he got into trouble because he swallowed your goods, right?"
Norman: "Yes, but I didn't kill his whole family. He had a daughter who happened to be away, so I couldn't kill her as well."
Guzman looked unhappy: "Lando had a deal with you. As a result, he just swallowed your goods, and the 99% purity we wanted became 90% purity. Norman, don't you think this is a bit coincidental?"
Norman still had that weird smile: "One hand for money and one hand for goods, pay in person, this is the rule of the industry. I sell several tons of goods every year, and no one dares to play tricks afterwards. How many times have you bought goods from me? Don't you understand this principle?"
Guzman gritted his teeth and said, "Norman, we have been doing business for seven or eight years. I didn't check one by one because I trusted you. Are you going to cheat me like this?"
Norman: "Maybe you heard the news and wanted to take this opportunity to blackmail me? You also said that I have never cheated you before, so why should I cheat you this time?"
Guzman: "Norman, don't play that on me. In short, last time I got 10 kilograms of goods, and you gave me 10% less. Today I must get an extra kilogram, otherwise there is no negotiation."
Norman tilted his head and looked at him: "Do you want your whole family to die like Lando?"
Guzman's face darkened: "Are you threatening me?"
Norman sneered, "I can crush a lot of drug dealers like you with one kick. I'm just telling you a fact. If you don't want to die, just shut up. Do you know how many ignorant dealers I have killed? Lame Fleck, Baldy Joyce, Hammer Kurt, their whole families were killed by me, and you see I'm still alive and well?"
Guzman's body began to tremble.
He was not afraid, but angry.
The bald Joyce Norman was talking about was his cousin, and his entire family was dead.
Guzman always thought that his cousin was being retaliated by an enemy.
Because the harm to his family was mostly the work of gang members, but it turned out to be Norman's doing.