Fifty-seven! Luke counted silently in his heart, and put the bodies of the two into the No. 1 space.
From entering this area with a complex environment and no surveillance, those dark corner alleys, stairs, roofs, and unoccupied rooms became the most suitable hunting grounds for him.
In this predetermined hunting ground, he killed nearly twenty more killers.
None of this group of people had less than 200 experience points, and one even exceeded 500 experience points.
There are only two weak chickens with more than 200 points, but there are three small bosses with more than 400 points.
This can only show that this group of killers committed more crimes, and none of them deserved to die.
No gunshots, no blood, no corpses, more than ten minutes of silence, nearly 7,000 experience points in hand, which can be called environmental protection.
If nypd knew, it would definitely award itself the Most Enthusiastic Public Welfare Killer Award, and it would not add any burden to them.
Nearly 20 killers died, but the other killers didn't realize it, let alone run away in fear.
As long as two or three hours, here will return to calm, no one knows what happened here.
Whether it was the Killer, or the Continental Hotel, or the High Table, they would never know.
Father of the system blesses you, please let yourself be sure to finish this big deal! He meditated silently in his heart.
bang bang bang! Clap clap!
Luke frowned: What's going on
Called up the drone screen in the direction of the gunshot, after a few glances, he found a familiar voice, and he couldn't help cursing Mare Fake: Ma Xiaohong? What's wrong with this guy! I have come to Harlem now, and I can still meet him. This guy has such good ears
But he knew in his heart that there was probably nothing going on in the Clinton area, and Matt only ran a little farther tonight.
Blame me! Tackling the Clinton District a little too hard! Luke felt helpless, but he was not in a hurry.
The combat uniform Matt wore had obvious features, and he knew at a glance that it was not John, and the killers were not interested in actively attacking him.
As long as it is not besieged, the dark red uniform can still resist a few bullets.
But watching Matt knock out a killer with a few sticks, and then throw him into the trash can, the corner of Luke's mouth twitched: You really didn't kill anyone, but this black hand is not much worse than a broken knee up.
On the screen, after the killer's hands and feet were hit with a short stick, they curved in a strange way. He will be a semi-disabled person for the rest of his life.
Thinking of this, he didn't look any further, and moved away invisibly.
Tonight is a feast for scoring points, he doesn't have time to take care of that Ma Xiaohong, just keep the battlefield a little farther away.
A moment later, there were a few more gunshots, and the killers also moved further north following the night demon John who was suddenly exposed.
Five minutes later, Luke frowned.
Looking at Matt, who was once again fighting with two killers on the drone screen, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past in his heart.
Matt not only came after him, but also found two killers again.
Fortunately, the close combat abilities of the two killers were much worse than Matt's. They were in a hurry after being approached by him, otherwise Lawyer Ma would be shot again.
Matt can't get involved in this anymore. Luke thought so in his heart.
Tonight is the official collision between John and the High Table Killer, and the conflict between the two parties will be more intense in the future.
Matt has a big fight here, and it is easy to be suspected of being John's accomplice.
With the pissing nature of the high table, there is no chance of letting go, and the identity of a street vigilante like Matt is worryingly confidential, and it is easy to be found out.
Quickly making up his mind, Luke regained his stealth and quickly approached Matt's position.
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Panting heavily, Matt slammed his elbow hard on the back of the head of the person below him.
The fat Asian man with a sumo-like figure on his body suddenly slowed down. He is resistant to beatings, but he doesn't grow fat on the back of his head, and his ability to resist beatings is not much higher than that of ordinary people.
Matt got knocked twice by him, and finally found his chance, riding on his back and unleashing a powerful elbow.
With another heavy elbow strike, the extremely powerful fat man under him finally rolled his eyes, bent his legs, and fell to the ground, making a dull rumble on the ground.
Matt was so weak that he lay there for a long time without moving for several seconds.
It's so difficult! He has beaten many people, but it is rare to find an opponent as difficult as this fat man.
His two short sticks hit the opponent's body, at most the fat man's fat body shook a few times, and he didn't respond when he screamed in pain.
The opponent bumped into him a few times, especially the last time, but almost knocked him unconscious.
What the hell, who is that Night Devil John
With so many killers, if they all have the same level as this fat man, how strong is Night Devil John? Matt cursed inwardly.
Suddenly, his body moved.
In his hearing perception, there is a person who is not breathing and has no heartbeat rushing from behind him.
A second ago, he hadn't noticed the existence of this person at all.
Daredevil John! Only this super killer who is good at hiding himself can have this ability.
Matt's brain was spinning, and he wanted to avoid the opponent with a roll.
But only halfway through the tumbling movement, he suddenly stopped, and an unusually piercing sharp noise pierced his eardrums.
With his keen hearing, his body froze instantly and he couldn't move.
What the hell is this! Matt was horrified.
In fact, there was silence around him, and there were no sharp noises at all.
The sound, only Matt's extraordinary hearing can distinguish.
As soon as the slide cover of the small instrument in Luke's hand was closed, the red indicator light for starting went out.
Looking at lawyer Ma Xiaohong who couldn't move, he felt extremely satisfied: You are a guy who is looking for beatings everywhere, I really think I can't cure you!
This small instrument is an infrasound weapon invented by Young Master Tony. Obaday also personally conducted human experiments on Young Master Tony, which can instantly make people stiff and paralyzed.
Most of the time, Luke didn't need to use this special weapon, and it was easy to be exposed.
It is perfect to deal with Lawyer Ma, a master fighter who is inconvenient to beat up, but also extremely flexible.
This is one thing down one thing.
An infrasound weapon that needs to be placed within 30 centimeters of an ordinary person's ear to be effective can be effective against Matt from five meters away.
Matt, who plays close combat every day, has no chance.
Matt tried hard to move his body, but he couldn't control his body, and his ears were still buzzing.
Luke took out a gun and pointed it at his palm.
despair!
Anesthetic? Mara law... !
Staring at the extra special warheads on his palm, Matt's stiff body suddenly softened.
Luke walked over, pulled out the anesthetic bullet on his palm, touched the fat killer next to him, took out his pistol, and raised his hand.
Snapped! Snapped!
Fatty and his companion, who was struggling to escape seven or eight meters away, each had a hole in their head.
Throwing the gun on the fat man casually, Luke dragged Matt into the nearby apartment building.
Quickly finding an old apartment that hadn't been lived in for days, he stuffed the nosy person under the bed in the bedroom, turned around and left.