An hour later, Luke walked out from the side door of the main building and entered the well-groomed lawn.
The lawn was full of party guests.
Some of them walked back and forth, looking for opportunities to talk, some talked loudly in a circle, and some hid in the corners and whispered.
Walking to the fountain in the center of the lawn, Luke stopped.
Not far away, Cassian's figure came over, his eyes flashed eagerly, and he greeted, "John?"
Luke turned his head sideways: "Casian?"
Cassian: "Long time no see, what are you doing here?"
Luke: "... work."
Many people around have heard their conversation.
Cassian, who is Jaina's personal bodyguard and hard-core confidant, is also the focus of many people's attention here.
Hearing the conversation between him and Luke, many people watched curiously.
The melon-eating party never distinguishes between high and low, and the most important thing is that it has nothing to do with oneself.
But the next moment, these people regretted it.
When Luke's voice fell, Cassian's face changed drastically: "You, are you here to kill Jaina?"
The few people around who were still chatting in low voices suddenly stopped, and the people who were watching stopped breathing and heartbeat.
Kill... Jaina
Which Gianna? It can't be that Jaina!
Seeing that Cassian's dark wheat-colored face turned darker, the onlookers had a bad feeling in their hearts.
Before they could react more, Luke and Cassian, who were five or six meters apart, moved in unison.
The hands of the two touched the handle of the gun almost at the same time.
The difference is that Cassian's gun is in a waist holster, but Luke's is in his armpit.
In comparison, Cassian's hand was closer to the holster, and his posture was more convenient, so it should be faster.
But the two completed the action of drawing their guns almost at the same time.
Clap clap clap clap!
A series of gunshots rang out, and the two men were shot several times in the upper body at the same time, and their bodies trembled and fell back to the ground.
Both of them looked extremely painful and trembling all over.
Cassian roared angrily: "There is an assassin, kill him."
The four guards swimming nearby rushed forward almost without hesitation, and at the same time drew out their guns.
Luke rolled on the ground with difficulty, bowed his body and ran away.
Clap clap clap clap!
A series of bullets chased behind him, but never hit him again.
The crowd around them finally came to their senses and scattered in all directions.
Luke's figure flickered in the crowd a few times before disappearing.
Cassian, who just got up from the ground, looked at this scene and cursed in his heart: Fake! This guy is still so strong!
Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to try Ye Mo, who had been retired for more than four years.
It is only now that I realize that even in a scene, the opponent's performance is still very strong.
The speed at which he drew the gun from his waist was equal to the speed at which John drew the gun from his armpit, which already explained the problem.
With an electric shock in his heart, Cassian also got up, and while running towards the main building, he yelled through the intercom system: "The assassin has gone to the southwest, and he probably wants to escape through the underground passage over there. Lucio, Ferennan, You lead four teams and five teams to catch up and kill this damn guy. The other teams shrink their defenses and protect the main building to prevent him from hiding back."
At this moment, the lawn was in chaos, with guests running and avoiding everywhere, and occasional sporadic gunshots.
Among the hundreds of guests, seven or eight men had their brains blown out and died instantly.
Even though these people were surrounded by bodyguards ranging from three to five, they still failed to escape death.
The deaths of these people caused even greater chaos.
"Vittorio is dead..."
"Quesepe is dead..."
"Alessio is dead too..."
At the same time, Cassian, who ran to the bedroom in the main building, opened the door, saw a large piece of blood red on the pillow, and Jaina on the blood red, and roared: "Jianna~"
The two leaders of Camorra who followed him could see that there seemed to be a hole in the temple of the future female family under the scattered long hair
Shocked in their hearts, the two couldn't help but look at each other.
However, Cassian seemed to come back to his senses, and slammed the bedroom door shut, shutting them out who wanted to follow, and never seeing the situation inside the house again.
Inside the door, Cassian's expression changed.
The anxious and desperate expression just now was completely gone, but Jaina, who had a hole in her head on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Your acting skills still need to be practiced, Cassian."
Cassian smiled wryly: "I'm a killer, bodyguard, and your subordinate, but I'm not an actor."
Jaina curled her lips: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. How is it outside?"
Cassian: "Don't move, maybe someone will insist on seeing your "corpse" later. You can't get up until your "corpse" is sent to a private hospital for "emergency."
Jaina snorted softly, but really didn't move anymore: "How many of those old guys died?"
Cassian took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "Vittorio, Quesepe, Alessio... eight of them died."
Jaina blinked, and the corners of her mouth turned up: "Sure enough, the man I like is so powerful..."
Cassian smiled bitterly: "Miss, isn't it the time to think about this now?"
Jaina seemed to have never heard of it, and continued to murmur: "Ah, my little night devil finally killed me..."
Cassian put his hand on his forehead.
At this moment, he can only be thankful that he is keen on shaving his head, otherwise his hairline will definitely increase rapidly.
However, he was secretly shocked in his heart.
The one from a few years ago was just a super killer with strong hands-on ability.
The current one has started to use his brain, and his methods are even more vicious.
John the Nightmare is getting more and more terrifying!
It's a pity that this eldest lady of mine seems to be more addicted to "beauty" and can't extricate herself! Cassian looked at Jaina who was lying on the bed, muttering softly, with blurred eyes, feeling extremely helpless.
In the bedroom of the main building, the master and the slave are leisurely, waiting for the success of pretending to be dead.
In the basement, a fierce battle has already begun.
More than sixty guards of the Camorra family, under Cassian's previous reminder, chased into the basement and successfully intercepted the "escaping" Luke.
The battle entered the most tragic stage at the first moment of contact between the two sides.
Of course, it was the one-sided tragedy of the guards of Camorra.
As soon as Luke entered the basement, he found the big backpack he had put here, took out the main weapon hk416 from it, and lay in ambush at a fork.
The sound of crackling footsteps approached quickly, and the bright flashlights swept around.
In the face of emergencies, the Camorra guards who came after them were still able to maintain their formation and basic cover-and-advance tactics.
Luke stood silently in the shadows, letting the flashlights of the two people in front of them sweep from 20 centimeters away.
Elementary Assassination + Elementary Concealment, able to find the most easily overlooked by the opponent, or the place where the sight cannot be swept quickly, allowing him to easily complete the concealment.