Riding a bicycle, following the faint smell, Luke passed through the alley, and finally came to a dilapidated building in a detour.
He looked around for a moment. This is an old-fashioned residential building, but it has been in disrepair for a long time.
There are still some people living in the building, but they are either poor or have problematic status, such as illegal immigrants, such as certain criminals who cannot see the light.
Luke looked at the place for a while, then simply picked up his bicycle and walked upstairs.
On the way, I met a mother and daughter, who looked at him carrying the car upstairs without any surprised expression.
Anyone who dares to put the car downstairs here will disappear in less than ten minutes, whether it is a bicycle or a car, it is basically the same.
After reaching the third floor, Luke took another breath, confirmed the situation inside, and then put the car away: "Hello, the takeaway you ordered has arrived."
There was silence.
Luke chuckled: "Miss Vanessa, the takeaway you ordered has arrived."
After a while, the door suddenly opened, and a gun was pointed at the door, but there was no one at the door.
Luke chuckled: "Hehe, this attitude is not very friendly, Miss Vanessa."
The person inside pointed a gun at the door, who is it not Vanessa
He poked out the muzzle of the gun slantly and aimed at her: "Now, can we put down the gun and have a good talk?"
Vanessa looked cold: "What's there to talk about? Aren't you here to catch us?"
Luke laughed again: "Hehe, I want to catch you, don't wait until now."
Vanessa gritted her teeth and finally put down the gun: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Luke took a light breath: "Hehe, the other three ladies, don't be so nervous, aren't you tired of holding the gun all the time?"
After a while, Vanessa gestured helplessly, and the three long-legged people standing scattered in the corner of the room put down their guns.
Luke then rushed into the door and hugged Vanessa.
Under the powerful body strength, Vanessa's instinctive resistance was useless.
Luke easily suppressed her struggle, and turned her over, in front of him: "Hehe, four beautiful ladies, we meet again, miss me?"
Vanessa gritted her teeth. She had never expected that Luke's movement speed was so fast, his strength was so great, and his close combat skills were even more proficient. She was almost like a Barbie doll in his hands, and her hands were cut behind her back with ease. up the shield.
Luke's head was behind her head, and one hand was still pressing hard on her waist and hips, coordinating with the movement of her hands, making it difficult for her to resist.
Luke, however, had already looked at these women and laughed secretly.
Obviously, the situation of these few is not good.
The clothes are obviously tattered and tattered, it must be some garbage from somewhere, the lips are chapped, and the expression is sluggish. It is estimated that he was chased by the New York Police Department all afternoon.
Luke clicked his tongue: "Oh, how can such a beautiful lady live in such a desolate life. I, a kind person, will help you."
With that said, he blocked Vanessa in front of him, and slowly exited the door.
Out of the shooting range of the three long legs in the room, Luke immediately relaxed.
He checked Vanessa's gun with a smile, and found that there were no bullets in it, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
These few people are really desperate, they can only scare people with empty guns, and they are drunk just thinking about it.
Luke fumbled on his body, took out a roll of green beautiful knife, and threw it to Vanessa who was glaring at him. This is the money he took from the knocked out Sergey, and he didn't feel sorry for it at all. .
He then took off the two big bags of roast meat from the handlebars of the bicycle and hung them on her hands.
Vanessa: ⊙_⊙
Luke: "I said, I'm here to deliver food. As a small compensation, including that little money. Well, it's nice to see you again, and I hope you won't point a gun at me when we meet next time .”
After finishing speaking, he put the gun that belonged to Vanessa into her hand, picked up the bicycle, and walked downstairs in a hurry.
Vanessa: ... What the hell is going on here
Her mind was in a mess, until the three long legs came out and asked her where Luke had gone, and she came back to her senses: "Uh, he... Gone."
The three long legs looked at each other.
Looking at the things in her hands again, she couldn't help being curious.
A beautiful knife must be a good thing, especially for them now.
Sergey, the original technical support party, has been wiped out, and the car they prepared has been lost.
Moreover, after completing this vote, they will fly away, leaving no backup supplies in New York at all.
Look at the roll of beautiful knives again, they are all in 100 denominations, there are about 20 pieces, enough for them to survive their urgent needs.
The main reason is that the New York police are frantically searching for them. They don't have much time to get money and are too easily exposed.
Otherwise, when the four beautiful girls go out and show off their long legs, they can casually catch some men who are flooded with hormones.
He didn't take the gun, but gave him a stack of beautiful knives, so what's in the last two big bags
The three long-legged eyes showed doubts, because they seemed to smell the smell of food.
Although they were not very familiar with the smell, it must be the smell of food.
For those who have been hungry for most of the day and dare not go out to buy things for the time being, this thing is more important.
Vanessa shook her head helplessly: "Change the place first, and then look at what's in the bag."
Half an hour later, the four long legs moved to another building a few hundred meters away, sat down on the dining table in the deserted room, and pulled back the white cloth covering the dust.
After the dust subsided, Vanessa opened the two large bags, revealing more than a dozen lunch boxes.
Putting them on the table and opening them one by one, the four women looked at each other.
Although the appearance and smell of these things are different from what they usually eat, there is no doubt that they are for food, and they are still meat.
A long-legged man couldn't help swallowing: "Is it really a takeaway?"
Vanessa frowned: "There won't be a problem, right? Maybe it's drugged?"
The long-legged man hesitated for a moment, and she was the one who moved the truck in the afternoon, and said, "Then let me taste it." Then, she grabbed a piece of char siu and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing wildly.
The other three women: …
What happened to the last pile of takeaways, Luke didn't care.
At this moment, he went to the roast meat shop again with great joy, and directly packed a takeaway of 100 knives.
The shop owner was a little surprised when he saw him coming again: "Oh, have you finished eating what you just brought back?"
Luke hehe: "Yeah, it's not enough to eat at all, so I'll buy some more to go back."
The owner suddenly laughed: "That's right, the taste here is unique in Hong Kong."
Luke nodded: "I know, Chinese specialties." He said the second half of the sentence in Mandarin.
The shopkeeper was surprised: "Yo, you speak Chinese just right."
Luke hehe: "I like Chinese food very much, especially food."