The drone lens is through the invisible Luke, shooting the killer's own image, and the above image is slightly distorted.
Ordinary people might easily ignore this anomaly, but this tech-savvy killer obviously likes to get to the bottom of it, holding his phone and looking closely at it in doubt.
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind: "Oh, you know too much."
Before the killer had time to react, there was a soft click on the back of his head, and his eyes immediately went dark.
Then his phone was taken and the drone fell.
A few seconds later, the roof was empty again.
A group of slightly distorted air jumped several times, quickly passed over the roofs of dense apartment buildings, and rushed to the fire stairs tens of meters away.
A killer just opened the window of a certain room and was about to come out when he felt a strong wind blowing, his heart was shaken heavily, and at the same time as the pain was severe, he fell backwards numbly.
But before he landed, he completely lost consciousness.
The two residents sleeping in the bedroom in the house did not hear any movement, only the door was opened a crack, which proved that someone had been here.
…
Matt was depressed.
Recently, he hasn't encountered many good things, but a lot of bad things.
After those ninjas in red disappeared, Jin Bing's forces also disappeared, the Russian gang was completely wiped out, the Irish gang was washed twice, and various small and medium gangs were also unlucky.
The law and order in the Clinton area seemed to be improving dramatically, but he was injured again and again.
Being cut with a sickle, shot, electrotherapy, and sedatives all happened in just over two months.
His vigilante career was suddenly surprisingly colorful.
Fortunately, it's all worth it.
Although Karen and him had just made some progress, they were forcefully penetrated by another woman, his ex-girlfriend, and seemed to be tossing, but his mission was to save Hell's Kitchen and those innocent people who were in danger.
If something like a girlfriend is gone, it will be gone. Maybe he shouldn't have a girlfriend.
Otherwise, why would the ex-girlfriend be the ex-girlfriend now
Trouble is, not only is his ex-girlfriend messing with his new relationship, it's creating an even bigger problem.
She made a request to him to help solve the problem, and she still looked like she had no more love with him.
But Matt really didn't want to get entangled with her, but he didn't know how to send this twisted ex-girlfriend away.
Distressed, he could barely make ends meet by coming out every night to beat him up, ah no, he was a chivalrous hero to soothe his tense nerves.
The Clinton area was too calm, so he came to Harlem, further north.
But tonight, Lawyer Ma, who was used to being alone on the roof, suddenly found that there were many strangers around him who had the same hobbies as him.
The subtle noises from their bodies showed that they were all armed with guns.
These people are not just one or two, but a steady stream of people pouring in from all directions.
Matt's hearing is adequate, but his brain is no longer sufficient.
Many people can see hundreds and thousands of people at the same time, but they cannot remember the faces of hundreds and thousands of people at the same time, and then record their expressions simultaneously.
So Matt can hear it, but it doesn't mean he can monitor it.
Not only that, but hurried footsteps began to appear in many alleys, but there were no calls for help or gunshots.
Could it be that there are gangs who want to catch fire here
The idea flashed away, and Matt vetoed it.
These people are basically doing their own thing. Even if their actions are very professional, they are only in groups of three or five.
The gang fire is either a group of weak chickens chaotically fighting in chaos, or the small boss conducts limited command, and then the two sides are separated by a street, which is far less professional than these people's actions.
Before Lawyer Ma figured it out, he was out of luck.
His keen perception made him aware of the danger, he suddenly rolled over, the short stick in his hand swung violently, and the end of the stick flew out.
Boom!
A killer who had just raised his rifle and pointed it at Matt's back was stabbed in the chest by the head of a club fired rapidly, and took two steps back involuntarily.
Matt's expression changed.
The sound was wrong, the stick did not hit the muscle, but something hard.
Without waiting for the killer to react, Matt flicked his wrist, dragged the steel wire rope behind him with the head of the stick, and wrapped it around the upper body of the killer, tying him up.
He pulled back hard, and the killer staggered and fell to the ground.
Matt rushed forward, held the other party down, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"
The killer didn't answer, but reached for the saber between his legs.
Matt moved faster, and the other short stick jabbed him under the arm without hesitation.
click.
The killer let out a cry of pain, and stabbed his rib without a splint with the short stick, and the rib broke instantly.
The hero does not suffer from immediate losses, and the killer resolutely tells his purpose of chasing and killing Night Demon John.
Being subdued, he was also extremely depressed: how did he know that such a thing would happen.
The guy in front of him was wearing a crazy dark red coat that covered his face, so he wasn't his target at all.
He just wanted to kill this person conveniently and occupy the observation position here as soon as possible.
He has always been so straightforward when completing tasks, and he doesn't mind cleaning up civilians who delay work.
After explaining the purpose in a few words, before he begged for mercy, a short stick fell heavily.
With a clicking sound, the killer's hands and legs were broken, and his ankles and fingers were all comminuted.
Matt doesn't kill, but he has no intention of showing mercy to this kind of guy who kills and makes money.
Once the ankle is broken like this, I can walk in the future, but don't even think about running and jumping fast.
With a broken finger like this, you can still eat and drink, and it is no longer possible to stably kill people with a gun.
It can be said that this killer can retire tonight.
Bind his hands and feet with the killer's clothes, took out the killer's mobile phone to call the police, and said the address before Matt left.
According to what the killer said just now, many colleagues came here tonight, specifically to hunt down a super killer named Night Demon.
These unscrupulous killers fight together, no one knows how many innocent people will be affected, and they must be stopped no matter what.
…
Luke gently stretched out his hand and put it in the corner.
A killer was walking quickly, with a gun in his hand raised vigilantly.
He seemed to have seen the night demon running into the alley here just now. The suit and beard were too conspicuous, and he didn't seem to notice his appearance.
Two meters behind him, he followed his partner, guarding the rear from time to time.
The muzzle and head stuck out of the corner, but he didn't find anything, so he turned the corner and continued on.
He didn't know that a large transparent hand was twenty centimeters above his head.
After he passed, the companion behind him sent his neck to the big hand.
click.
The partner's neck bone made a slight sound, and the killer in front felt something was wrong and wanted to turn his head.
click.
The back of his head was sunken a little.
The two bodies fell down and were dragged back into the alley in an instant.