For this banquet, Luke can only hehe.
Santino doesn't have that deep affection for his sister, and this museum banquet must be a trap to lure out John the Nightmare.
But, who cares.
This is just a drama where you love each other and hurt each other.
The Dantonio family's museum is located on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Luke didn't even need to drive. He walked directly into the sewer for a kilometer, then went up to the ground, and stood not far from the museum.
The drone lifted off and saw guests entering the museum one after another.
There are a large number of bodyguards cruising inside and outside the museum, the number is around fifty.
Looking at the number of people, Luke couldn't help shaking his head: acting is not professional, who is being fooled! These bodyguards are not at the same level as those killers last night, and there are only so few of them. It is absolutely crazy to rely on them to block the Night Demon.
There is no doubt that this is a trap, so... Of course Luke has to go in and take a look.
but not now.
Luke's gaze moved to a certain room in a building not far away.
He couldn't see it directly, but there were two people in his keen sense of smell.
It was not uncommon for these two people to have firearms on their bodies, but they also had a smell on them—the smell of the medicinal bath of the Mutual Aid Society.
Luke has been thinking about this thing for a long time, and has done a lot of experiments.
Even a little bit of this smell, he can instantly distinguish it.
At this time, the killer of the Mutual Aid Society who appeared in this place is still qualified to use the medicated bath, and must be an important member of the Mutual Aid Society, which is already very telling.
…
"Night Wolf, have you thought about retiring?" A white woman asked the African-American man beside her.
The African-American man, Night Wolf, was still looking at the museum more than a hundred meters away: "Why do you want to retire? And do you think that at this time, Sloan will let us go? Dove, don't think too much, people will die."
The white dove, a white woman, smiled wryly: "Scarface is dead, the redback spider has disappeared, x is missing, the buffalo is dead, and the crosses are hunting us one by one. This time we were only injured by luck, and we may not be able to come back alive next time. I would rather Leave early like the redback and maybe survive."
Night Wolf was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Let's go? Where are we going? We can do nothing but kill people. And do you think the High Table will let people like us out of control?"
Bai Ge: "We have money. We can get at least 10 million this time. Where can we go then?"
Night Wolf said nothing.
The white pigeon looked at him disappointedly.
She understands that Night Wolf is used to this line of work and subconsciously resists change.
Of course, it is more likely that he is afraid of the mutual aid club and the high table.
But now that the crisis is imminent, who knows if the cross will keep a close eye on them.
If you don't leave, you may have no chance-the dead don't have a chance.
But Yelang acted as if she didn't want to discuss this topic, so she didn't continue.
It may be easier to discuss the future of the two of them after this task is over and the money is obtained.
She thought so.
"People from the Mutual Aid Society?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
The two drew their guns almost without hesitation.
Clap!
The bullet hit the wall next to the door, the door was wide open, and there was no one in the place where the sound came from.
The expressions of the two suddenly became serious: Master!
"Don't worry." The voice continued to sound, but it was still at the empty doorway before: "Tell me about your reason for coming. I think you should come to kill me, ten million dollars, right?"
Night Wolf looked solemn: "John Wick?"
"Hehe." There was no laughter in the low laughter, it seemed that it was always a tone word: "It seems so. Your mutual aid society is too busy to take care of yourself, and you dare to meddle in my affairs."
The two of them didn't say a word, they glanced around, ready to leave the room.
"Give you a chance." The voice continued: "Call Sloan and tell him this is the only time, or the Mutual Aid will be my enemy."
Baige snorted coldly: "We don't need it."
Voice: "No, you need it. Just do it, and as long as you each dodge one shot from me, I won't hunt you down anymore."
The hearts of the two sank.
That voice said so many words, but they still couldn't find each other.
The enemy is in the dark, and they are in an extremely disadvantaged state.
Yelang was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Baige, you call."
Without hesitation, Baige slowly took out the phone, called Sloan, and repeated the threat of "John Wick".
This is not to show weakness, but to pass back the situation of the two encountering Night Devil John.
"Very good, you have given yourself one last chance." When Baige hung up the phone, the voice said, "Now, I'm going to attack."
Night Wolf and White Pigeon reacted instantly.
The heartbeat of the tall and strong Yelang accelerated instantly, his physical strength exploded, and his strong body rushed out of the door and into the corridor.
Behind him was the white dove, each of them had a gun in their hand, and their confidence was greatly increased.
There was no one in the dim corridor, Night Wolf pointed his pistol to the right, and walked away, while the white dove was guarding the left with his back turned.
"Want to leave? It's too late." The voice continued to resound in the room, making the two feel quite uncomfortable, as if they were fighting a ghost.
Even Yelang's attention was shifted to the room behind him for an instant.
Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The next moment, he knew something was wrong—his hand holding the gun was grabbed.
A person in an all-black tights appeared in front of him as if his invisibility had been lifted.
When he shifted his attention back just now, his eyes subconsciously turned to the back, but suddenly there was another person in the peripheral vision of his eyes. Of course, he noticed the abnormality after many years of killer career.
Night Wolf's reaction was also very fast. Under the explosion of his physical strength, his strength reaction was beyond ordinary people, and he wanted to pull the trigger without hesitation.
At this time, he felt a pain in his finger and a blur in his eyes.
His finger on the trigger couldn't be pulled down, and it instantly turned into a reverse V shape.
Before he could cry out in pain, an arm stretched out like a snake, and the palm of his hand pointed like a knife, poking at his Adam's apple and then retracting.
With a click sound, Yelang's Adam's apple shattered, and the man in black passed under his right armpit from the corner of his vision.
Pigeons are in danger!
Night Wolf wanted to shout, but his Adam's apple couldn't make a sound at all, so he could only turn around with all his strength, and swung his right fist backward.
His right arm just started to move, and the right hand that Luke had just retracted also punched Night Wolf on the back of the head with a backhand.
Night Wolf immediately stood still. After a while, blood slowly soaked out of the seven orifices.
Baige also sensed the danger, her heartbeat instantly exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and her physical strength exploded.
Click! Click!
There was severe pain in her shoulders, and her arms drooped weakly, but they were dislocated by two punches.