The red-haired girl resisted the trembling of her body and walked forward, but a question couldn't help but pop up in her mind: How many people did that guy in the black windbreaker kill
one hundred? three hundred? Or five hundred? Except for the recent inhuman monster, she really couldn't think of such a lifeless existence.
Their car was on the side of the street tens of meters away, and a group of people got into the car quickly, then started to leave.
The car the two girls were in had a dedicated driver, and they did not go to the small park with them, and their emotions remained stable.
The two cars in the back wobbled and started, hitting a few flowers and plants on the side of the road, and they barely got back on the road.
But the people in the car didn't complain. Everyone was shaking, including the driver's hand.
They are not rookies, and the dead are not new.
But watching the heads of the two companions turned into "octopus balls" and nailed to the bench by chopsticks just now, no one can remain calm.
Ten minutes later, several calls were made from a courtyard in Shirokanedai, Meguro District, and many people in Tokyo moved.
Half an hour later, at a roadside food stall near Shinjuku Gyoen, a bald chef put on his gloves and picked up the phone that kept ringing: "Hello? Well, there is such a person. It's okay... No need."
After thinking about it, the bald chef asked, "Can I ask, what did he do?"
After saying a few words on the phone, he hung up.
The bald chef closed the flip phone and pondered thoughtfully.
Behind him, two drunken middle-aged white-collar workers shouted: "Where's the wine, why hasn't it come yet?"
The bald chef laughed, put the phone back in the drawer, shook his head and turned around: "Guests, please wait a moment, I'll be here soon."
The middle-aged white-collar worker nodded in satisfaction: "Heike-san, your craftsmanship is always so good."
After praising this sentence, he yelled loudly with his companions again, never thinking about the relationship between delivering wine and cooking skills.
Neon people are like this. They usually remind themselves not to cause trouble to others. If they are drunk... then they will cause trouble openly, so getting drunk after get off work is their way to relax.
After all, no one can ask a drunk to be as polite as a normal person.
Picking up two bottles of sake and putting them in front of two drunk white-collar workers, the bald chef stood back and looked at the little raindrops falling from the eaves: "John Wick, is that you?"
While saying this, his finger moved a chopstick on the cooking table.
It was as slender, black and smooth as the chopsticks that stuck into the brains of the two black suits just now.
With a sudden pause of his fingers, he picked up the chopsticks and instantly pierced a big fish beside him.
The bald chef glanced down, sighed, and with a wave of his hand, even the fish and chopsticks were swept into the trash can beside him.
Even a fish is so difficult to insert, want it to go through a person's head? This is simply not possible.
Night Demon, is it already that strong? The bald chef's mood was inexplicably complicated.
For a moment, he felt that the beloved kitchen knife on the table was not so sharp anymore.
…
Luke didn't know, but just to avoid suspicion, stabbing two people to death with chopsticks could actually be associated with Night Demon.
Now this vest is only 50 to 60% similar to John Wick, and anyone can tell at a glance that they are not the same person.
But coincidentally, the bald chef is a "professional" who has been famous for night monsters for a long time, but has never seen it with his own eyes.
Luke's cover-up this time is only to distinguish him from the deity, and professionals can still see a little clue in his movements.
It's not that he was careless, but that it was unnecessary.
There are professionals everywhere in the world, as long as they are not associated with the deity, other vests are not too important.
Here is where the Dark Knight needs to pay attention. It is best to use it for three to five years this time.
The rest can be said to be a pity at most, but it will never hurt him.
It doesn't matter if it is a fringe vest like the night devil.
It doesn't matter what other people think as long as they can hang Jaina and serve him as the inside line of the high table.
Using pheromone manipulation and psychological hypnosis to complete the control of Jaina is also a backup method.
Once this is done, the follow-up "maintenance work" will be more troublesome. Forced hypnosis is far better than letting her be willing, and adding a little insurance by the way.
This is what Luke has always done.
In this way, even if someone can destroy his induction, Jaina will not "repent" and turn against each other.
…
After walking a certain distance, Luke casually threw the environmental bag into the storage space, and at the same time his body gradually became transparent and disappeared into the night.
At this moment in the night sky in Tokyo, four medium-sized drones are working with thousands of micro-drones of both land and air types.
At this time, it started when he arrived in Tokyo in the morning, and the complete real map of Tokyo, including the underground, was being rapidly improved.
If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.
Tokyo is a super metropolis. In terms of population, the entire United States is barely comparable to New York, and Los Angeles is even a kindergarten kid.
By the end of 2005, Tokyo's registered population had reached 15 million, while New York's permanent population was only 9 million in the same year.
The metropolitan areas of the greater Los Angeles area add up to not enough for the size of a city like Tokyo.
The population of the Tokyo metropolitan area is even more terrifying as high as 40 million.
This is not a good thing.
For example, the United States is quite helpless with the Greater Los Angeles metropolitan area, thinking that this is a failed development case, and it is a bad attempt to be lenient.
It’s okay to have a larger urban population, but when a lot of cities are crowded together, all kinds of problems are not only numerous, but serious.
Tokyo can have such a population size without any major problems. To a large extent, the characteristics of the neon nation are at work.
The opposite is the greater Los Angeles area.
Every time there is a riot in Los Angeles, most of the makers of the beautiful landscapes come from the surrounding unemployed or low-income groups.
This is actually similar to the phenomenon of "the big house next door caught fire, and I went in to get it and no one knew about it".
Commonly known as taking advantage of the fire.
However, a metropolitan area in Tokyo has 40 million people crammed into it, and there are very few large-scale beautiful landscapes like the United States. It can only be said to be a wonder in the world.
A huge population, followed by a large number of fragmented buildings, equals an extremely complex terrain.
Luke's obsessive-compulsive disorder doesn't do more terrain survey work, and he won't start formal work immediately.
This is one of the reasons why he set the keynote on tourism.
On the other hand, big meals need to be prepared more, but small snacks can be eaten casually.
The Neon Society is not as fat as the Mexican Cartel, but it would be a ghost to say that there are no large drug dealers in this metropolis of tens of millions of people.
Luke has been thinking about throwing laundry in Tokyo Bay for a long time.
After all, he has thrown away the Pacific Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean, the Mediterranean Sea, and the Gulf of Mexico.
After finally coming to Neon, it is not fair not to add some food to the fish and shrimp in Tokyo Bay.
Thinking of this, Luke wandered around the busy nightlife in Tokyo.