Pressing the release button with both hands at the same time, the two empty magazines slid down. Luke lightly hooked the magazines around his waist with his tail fingers, and followed them with his ring fingers to make the magazines stand up.
The Glocks of the left and right hands press on the two magazines in turn. After reloading, the Glock of the right hand wipes down on the belt, resets the sleeve, and points diagonally.
Snapped!
Beside him, a killer who pressed his thigh wound with one hand and tried to raise his gun to resist with the other hand was shot in the face and fell to the ground.
The Glock with his left hand also brushed against the belt, the sleeve reset, and he flicked it to the other side at will.
Snapped!
The other killer, who was shot in the buttocks, was shot in the neck, and his crawling body stopped.
Next, sporadic gunshots echoed in the open space of the factory building.
Refilling the gun is a finishing job.
Luke was never sloppy about this.
Accompanied by unhurried gunfire, the screams of those killers begging for mercy quickly decreased, and finally there was no more sound.
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Inside the Continental Hotel, Santino stared at the drone screen, dumbfounded: "TF!"
After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly stood up: "Impossible. He has been seriously injured, why is he still so strong? Wait, why isn't this guy limping anymore...Hua q, his injury is faking!"
Halfway through the talk, he understood that he did more tricks like this, but he never thought that John Wick would play this trick.
After thinking about this, his face turned blue and red, and he was angry and annoyed.
The short-haired girl next to her clapped her hands to attract his attention, and gestured with both hands to say a word.
Santino's complexion changed drastically: "The gun fighting technique of the Mutual Aid Club? This is impossible. It is impossible for him to join us and the Mutual Aid Club at the same time. This kind of behavior is not allowed at the high table."
The short-haired girl also frowned in thought, and made another gesture after a while.
Santino: "You mean, it's like gunfighting, but not quite like it?"
Having said that, he looked at the screen and played back the video just now with the remote control.
After reading it several times, he also nodded: "It is true that his speed and strength are not as good as the famous killer of the Mutual Aid Association, but his movements are too precise and fast, so the lethality is so strong."
The short-haired girl nodded and made another gesture.
Santino walked back and forth: "Find the fraternity to deal with him? Well, that's okay. Those guys are very strict with their own old bottom. Tell them, John Wick learned the fraternity's gunfighting skills, and even Shooting arcs, these guys will definitely come to trouble him. No matter who wins, there will be a bigger conflict, and then I may have the opportunity to go to Rome to complete the succession ceremony."
Thinking of this, his eyes lit up: "Just do it like this."
The short-haired girl coughed lightly and gestured to him.
"By the way, the body needs to be collected first." Santino nodded with an ugly expression, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number: "I'm Santino. Yes, Santino-Danttonio. I still need to make an appointment... "
He looked at the short-haired woman and saw that she had given a number, and his heart was even heavier, but he continued to say: "Dinner for 60 to 80 people, the address will be sent to you immediately, you only have one hour..."
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Snapped!
On the roof behind the factory building, Luke put the pistol back under his arm, looked up at the sky, cast a last glance at the drone at an altitude of more than 100 meters, and turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
On the nearby roof, four blinded snipers failed to leave, and all were headshot with a single shot.
Although these killers are not a family tonight, they are better than a family, and they are finally neat and tidy.
Soon, Luke entered New York's sewer system and headed further north with ease.
Tonight, he left seventy-five killer bodies in Harlem, but he had no intention of scrubbing the ground.
Just after he wiped out the last group of killers, the fish that escaped the net that were still approaching all around suddenly dispersed.
At the same time, the patrol cars that came from all over the place stopped at the intersection 500 meters away from the battle area, and set up a blockade.
According to the police radio station, it was the headquarters who ordered the patrol officers to seal off the surrounding area to prevent innocent passers-by from entering.
And because the gangsters have fierce firepower and their number is unknown, this matter is left to esu to handle.
Of course, the patrolmen had no objections. Not everyone likes rushing into the scene of a shootout, including the police.
Compared with ESU, patrol officers are more responsible for daily security, and they are as likely to cause heavy casualties as professional gangsters.
At first glance, this order seems reasonable.
But at the same time, the ESU team that was coming received another order, telling them to wait for the other teams to arrive, and then enter under the unified command of the captain.
The result of these two orders is that there is no police approaching for hundreds of meters around the factory area.
After turning his mind for a while, Luke understood: This is a shot from the high table.
The alliance of great powers in the dark world is really not simple, it can actually influence the actions of nypd in the dark, making time and space for the subsequent cleansing.
Of course, it is unrealistic to say that the High Table can order the police at will, and it is more likely that both parties get what they want.
The high platform table wants to clean up the ground, clean up the traces of its own forces' actions, and avoid being widely concerned by the society.
nypd stood on the sidelines, not only avoiding major losses, but also turning this shocking case into "no factual evidence". Everyone is happy.
Realizing this, Luke stopped meddling in cleaning the floor.
In the last battle before the open space of the factory building, most of the scenes where Night Devil John killed those killers were captured by drones.
There are countless corpses in that pile, and drones are still watching from above.
Of course, Luke would not use the storage space and let the other party take pictures of a lot of corpses disappearing out of thin air.
Dealing with corpses and spatial capabilities are both labels of v.
There were more than 20 killers in New Jersey before, and they died under surveillance. Adding these 75 people in Harlem, the number of killer deaths exceeded 100.
And in Luke's No. 1 space, the bodies of more than forty killers were stuffed into it without anyone noticing.
Therefore, the actual number of casualties of the killers sent by the High Table tonight was 148.
Less than ten of these killers have a single experience point of 200+, most of them are in the range of 300+, a small part of them are 400+, five of them are 500+, and the experience points contributed are more than 61,000.
At this moment, the system displays: host experience 250600/300000.
Integral 266600.
If you add the "first half" that took place in Rome a few days ago, Santino's fight for the head of the Camorra this time has already allowed Luke to earn nearly 100,000 experience points.
The high table is indeed a super dungeon!
Moreover, this is still a serial copy.
After the first and second half, there will be overtime to determine the winner.
This guy Santino and his bodyguards will also have a lot of experience points.
Breaking 100,000 experience points in one incident, even if it takes a lot of time, is extremely rare.
At present, the experience for upgrading to level 18 is almost full, but if you want to upgrade to level 19, the 500,000 experience can also fall on the high table
Luke thought happily, found an exit, and got out of the sewer.
After walking a few tens of meters, he entered a safe house to change all the equipment and clothes, and cleaned off the smell on his body. Then he drove into the car of the safe house and returned to the laboratory.
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