At this moment, the fake Santino just ran to the back door, and there were several guests behind him.
In the hall before, everyone was smiling when they were talking about business, and the host and guest had a good time.
Now a group of people are scrambling to be the first, you push each other, for fear of running too slow and getting shot.
A Bentley car was already waiting at the back door, and the bodyguards at the back door came up to meet him, hugging Santino and heading for the Bentley car.
As a result, the five guests suddenly exploded, taking advantage of the brief gap between Santino and the bodyguards meeting, opened the car door and swarmed up, filling the Bentley.
"Drive, drive fast!" a big fat man shouted.
"Who are you? Get out of here." The driver said with a confused face, "This is Mr. D'Antonio's car."
The fat man was annoyed: "Do you want to die? Night Devil John came here, and he killed everyone in front of him inside. Let Santino come up, and Night Devil will kill you first."
The driver's heart trembled, but he still didn't dare to drive: "Mr. didn't come up, I can't drive."
The counterfeit Santino also rushed over angrily: "Come down, do you bastards want to die?"
It was the fat man who spoke the loudest: "Santino, we are all partners, don't involve us in your own affairs. You sit in the car behind and don't harm us."
Wang Defa! The counterfeit Santino was furious, but he could only wave to another Audi that was coming.
He didn't have time to pay attention to these people. Night Devil John had already appeared and was killing people.
He wasn't the real Santino, he didn't put on airs to talk about his face, and it didn't matter if he escaped in the bodyguard's car behind him.
Finally, he got into the bodyguard's Audi and sped away.
At this time, the driver of Santino's Bentley reluctantly began to put into gear, ready to follow.
A black figure suddenly rushed to the front of the car, and the driver's hand on the gear suddenly froze.
The man in the black suit with the back of his head held a pistol in his hand, turned sideways to the Bentley, and glanced at the place where the fake Santino was going away.
Then, he glanced sideways at the driver and raised the gun in his hand: "Get out of the car, or you will all die."
boom!
The five people sitting in the back seat crawled out like hell.
I dare not hide in it, John the Night Devil would never mind beating them all to death in the back seat.
They can only hope that John the Nightmare doesn't like their little Xiami.
The driver was only half a second slower, and opened the door at the speed of light. After getting out of the car, he nodded and bowed backwards: "Please, Mr. Wick, please, the gas is full."
The people who got down in the back row also suddenly realized, and Qi Qi nodded and bowed: "Mr. Wick, please, please, we will not delay your time."
Luke still had a poker face and didn't even look at them. He sat in the driver's seat and said coldly, "Close the rear door for me."
The people standing on both sides of the rear door hurriedly stretched out their hands and pushed.
Boom! Boom!
After the rear door was closed, Luke stepped on the accelerator, and the Bentley sped away.
The five guests and one driver trembled all over, bowed their heads and looked up, watching the taillights of the car disappear into the night, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, everyone noticed that the cold sweat on their foreheads and backs had turned into hot sweat, which was gushing out continuously.
"Scared to death." The big fat man took out his handkerchief and wiped his forehead and face desperately: "Fortunately, I was smart and didn't let Santino come up, otherwise the night devil would not talk nonsense, and he would definitely beat us to death together in the car." inside."
Everyone nodded involuntarily, expressing their agreement.
The big fat man was scared for a moment, and suddenly came back to his senses: "I don't know what's going on ahead. Well, let's go and have a look together? Our car is still in the underground parking lot."
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this was true.
Anyway, the Night Demon had just left, so it was impossible to return immediately.
They don't have a car here, and they can't run fast if they want to, so they might as well go back and get in a car to get out of this place of right and wrong.
None of these people are stupid.
As for the situation just now, everyone can see clearly that this is a personal grievance.
Night Demon didn't even bother to say a word to them, there was no need for them to get up and help Santino block the gun.
Camorra Patriarch? Hehe, if you die, you are nothing.
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Here, Luke drove to chase him. Although the speed of the car was fast, he only used 50% of his driving ability at the junior level, and he was very relaxed.
The escape of the fake Santino is not too important.
The important thing is that someone saw the night demon chasing and killing him, and when Santino's body appeared, then Santino was really dead.
Now, the real Santino is lying in space two.
After the wreckage of the Destroyer is absorbed, there is a separate space in the storage module that has a volume of one cubic meter and can accommodate living things.
The first person to be stuffed into No. 2 space was John Wick.
And the second person who was stuffed in was Santino who wanted to kill him.
There is always a feeling of reincarnation and fate in the world.
But John can live, Santino must die.
While thinking about what he did just now, Luke took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "It's me. John Wick, I want to book a dinner for 52 people. The address is the Dantonio Museum. The meal fee is at On that marble lion in the showroom."
After making the phone call, he said, "No wonder those killers find it difficult to leave the high table. Everything can be handled properly for you, as long as they concentrate on killing people."
Before performing the mission, you can get equipment information from the service provider of the high table.
After completing the task, someone cleaned up the mess.
Even Luke couldn't say he was more relaxed than these killers.
He has to collect information and make equipment by himself.
Even if there is storage space at the end of the cleaning, it is far less convenient to call the "cleaning company" because you don't want to expose it.
Afterwards, there will be no nosy detectives to track down.
This is the unspoken rule between the dark side world and normal society, so that these fires belonging to the dark side world are completely kept away from the circle of ordinary people, and will not affect normal society.
Sighing, Luke made a second call: "Santino is dead, do you need his body?"
The person on the other side was silent for a long time before opening his mouth and saying, "If possible, leave him a whole body. As a sister, I can at least give him a decent funeral."
Luke: "OK, let your people pick up the goods at the designated location tomorrow."
Hanging up the phone, he shook his head.
These siblings... are really inexplicably embarrassing. I really have such deep feelings, why did I go early.
Well, the power of Camorra is enough for most people in this world to have such thoughts.
After all, it's not about money, but about the huge power in the dark world.
Thinking of this, his footsteps accelerated, and the Bentley flicked out of the alley, and slammed into a passing Audi from the side.
The Audi rolled several times in an instant, and finally rolled into the flowers by the river.
The Bentley driven by Luke just made a U-turn following the violent collision and stopped steadily.
I have to say that luxury cars are good.
This kind of impact only dented a small piece on the side of the co-pilot.
Then, the Bentley drove slowly to the side of the overturned Audi.
He opened the door and got out of the car. After a while, he dragged several bloody guys and threw them into the back seat of the Bentley.
The Bentley quickly disappeared into the night.
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