John the Night Devil is like this, it doesn't look like he is in a desperate situation, but he seems to be laughing at the crowd: I can kill more than 20 of you casually, but you have nothing to do with me!
Rewarded and stimulated, ashamed and annoyed, the killers' eyes were a little red.
Even though many people remained basically calm, they secretly gritted their teeth and chased after getting in the car, unwilling to give up.
After everyone left, two old Ford vans drove over.
The car door opened, and more than a dozen big men in cleaner uniforms got out of the car.
With all kinds of cleaning tools and body bags in their hands, they were busy around and inside the villa, and took away all the corpses in less than half an hour.
This time, they removed more than twenty corpses.
In fact, seventeen other killers have completely disappeared without leaving any trace.
The group of cleaners didn't know they were dead, and neither did the killers who were chasing them.
But Luke, who watched the Dodge run like lightning, was delighted to see the rapidly increasing experience points.
Under his harassment, tonight's system did not count these killers as a whole task, but issued a settlement reminder every time one was killed.
More than forty killers have already contributed 10,000+ experience points.
And this is just an appetizer.
The most suitable place for night devils to fight has never been a spacious place.
For example, the villa, apart from itself, is surrounded by open grass within tens of meters, and it is difficult for juniors to play a big role under the complete equipment of the killers.
Luke felt in and out, all relying on the stealth suit.
But if this is done too much, the morale of the killers will collapse very quickly.
After all, if he didn't even see the shadow of John the Night Devil, hundreds of killers would die, and only the insane would dare to come and die again.
Therefore, they must be led to the battlefield that is most suitable for night devils to play, so that they cannot see the large number of deaths of their companions.
This place is Harlem.
If there were more people on the other side, he would gradually move north.
And down there was Clinton, where he didn't want to go.
Lawyer Ma Xiaohong's "night" life has been relatively rich recently, and Luke doesn't intend to let him out to disrupt the situation. It would be bad if he was hit by another concussion.
Amidst the sound of roaring engines, more than 20 cars rushed into Harlem.
Along the way, there were killer vehicles coming out from the side from time to time. They all received real-time task reminders and came to intercept them, but no one could stop Luke.
Many killers cursed: "Fake, who the hell gave you the broken information! Why didn't you mention the night demon's car skills, how do you chase this?"
It didn't take long for them to stop the abuse.
The Dodge Challenger, which was speeding through the street, moved forward like clouds and flowing water, was finally rubbed by a car coming from the side, twisted and crashed into an alley.
On the sports car that stopped the Dodge Challenger, two people rushed down and forced them into the alley.
When they chased in, white smoke was coming out of the hood of the Dodge Challenger, and there was no one in the car.
The two looked at each other, carefully separated left and right, and quickly chased into the depths of the alley.
Their actions are very fast, but their feet are almost silent, showing a professional level far beyond ordinary killers.
Just a few seconds after the two chased into the alley, the two cars arrived almost simultaneously.
One person got off from one car, and two people got off from the other car. The two sides looked at each other and nodded slightly to complete the communication.
It probably means that each depends on its own ability and does not attack each other.
It's not that these people are all on the same page, but that the task has an incidental requirement of the High Table.
Once someone intrigues and hinders the night demon to escape, all participants will be notified afterwards.
At that time, the night demon was not dead, and this retarded person would definitely die.
Night Demon's record is also made public along with the information.
For example, John killed hundreds of people in a certain mission a few years ago.
For another example, John had a conflict with the head of the Tarasov family last month, and the death toll of the Tarasov family exceeded 100 again.
Two days ago, John even killed more than 70 people (guards + several bosses) at the Dantonio Manor. This time he was finally seriously injured.
Facing this kind of person, it is unrealistic to rely on holding back the peers to monopolize rewards.
Most likely, it still depends on luck. When John is desperate, just harvest his head.
The killers, who were confident in their own abilities and expected John to be seriously injured in the information, chased after him without much hesitation.
After these killers chased into the alley, more killers followed.
Seeing the few cars thrown at the alley, everyone understood what was going on.
This area is the ghetto of Harlem.
There are many old apartment buildings, the environment is complicated, and the streets are narrow.
Driving here is not fast, and even a person only needs to run a few steps to pass through a gap or a small road, and he can get stuck in front of detouring cars.
It's no wonder that the night devil threw down the car and ran away.
Hiding here, it will be difficult to find him.
But most of the killers still chose to enter this area, but some directly picked up their weapons and walked, and some still drove in.
Most of the people who pursued on foot had special skills in tracking, while those who drove were prepared to try their luck to catch mistakes.
In fact, Luke's scoring operation tonight has just officially started.
Looking at the killer's red dots on the polarized lenses, like a large net spreading towards this area, the corners of Luke's mouth curled up.
At this moment, he was standing at the corner of an apartment building.
But in the night, only a suitable position can see the unnatural distortion of the air, otherwise this place is just an empty corner of the roof.
And behind him, a figure carrying a large bag was opening the roof door and walking up.
Scanning the roof, he chose the corner where Luke was, and opened his big box next to Luke after coming over.
The man took out a titanium mobile phone and operated it skillfully. A small drone in the big box quickly lifted into the air, and the condescending surveillance screen appeared.
The corner of Luke's mouth twitched: Asshole, here you can meet killers similar to what you are used to.
This guy didn't bury his head down to find someone, but chose the roof of the building with an excellent view, and then used a drone to search.
It has to be said that the quality and technical level of the killers who came to hunt down the night devil this time are not a bit high.
Among the group of people who died just now, infrared detection and night vision devices abound, and they are not low-level killers who are rampant with just a few guns.
Thinking in his heart, Luke watched the drone's camera pointing at the killer himself.
He was debugging the drone to make sure it was normal.
Suddenly, the man moved the phone closer with a puzzled expression.
Just now, he felt that the drone's picture seemed a bit unnatural, and there was always something wrong with his own image on the picture.
Luke naturally saw it too.
The drone shot happened to pass through Luke's position obliquely above, shooting at the killer.