"Wait, they are my targets." The powder blue T-shirt said in a low voice.
Luke shrugged: "Sorry, they are also my targets, so... let's see who is quicker."
As he said that, he opened a door and rushed in, and got out after two clangs.
The pink and blue T-shirt was annoyed: "Snatching a job, right?" With a whoosh, he drew a long knife from his back and rushed into another door.
After two slight noises, he got out, blood dripping from the long knife in his hand: "I will too."
Luke glanced at him, pushed the door open again, and went into the next room.
Clank!
The pink and blue T-shirt was furious: "I'll fight with you!"
As he said that, he also got into the next room, puff!
In less than two minutes, the two of them cleaned up the rooms on the third floor.
The third floor is a place similar to a dormitory. There are people in most of the rooms, and there are more than one.
The pink and blue T-shirt was triumphant: "Fifteen to twelve, I'm only three short, you have to... fuxk! Don't run away."
While he was speaking, Luke jumped down to the second floor and knocked to death the two guards.
The pink and blue T-shirt also chased after them, and the two just divided the room equally from the stairs, and one person cleaned half of it.
In the end, the two finished almost at the same time.
Pink and blue T-shirt: "Haha, it's a tie, twenty to twenty."
Luke shrugged, because there were three fewer people in his room, but it wasn't that the cleaning speed was slower than the other party.
Besides, he didn't try his best, it wasn't necessary.
Tonight is a lively night.
His original plan to start another major disappearance case was not going to work.
While talking nonsense while wearing a pink and blue T-shirt, he jumped down to the first floor, casually threw the baseball bat in his hand, and knocked a gangster into the air.
The pink and blue T-shirt stared angrily: "Are you the only one who can throw weapons? Me too."
Whoosh!
He let go of the long knife in his hand and nailed the other gangster to the wall.
Luke smiled, slowly grabbed a knife on the table, and flicked his wrist.
Whoosh!
I was watching TV just now, and when I heard a noise, a gangster who just turned around was stabbed in the forehead and fell on his back.
The pink and blue T-shirt was taken aback: "Ah, you..."
Then, Luke was seen touching another table knife from the table again.
Whoosh!
The second gangster just stood up, opened his mouth wide to scream, and reached for the gun at his waist, when he was shot in the throat with a knife.
"You! Lai! Skin!" The powder blue T-shirt was furious: "How can you use a dining knife?"
Luke spread his hands, with a look of "I'm so hung up".
The pink and blue T-shirt gritted his teeth and pulled out the gun from his waist.
boom! boom!
The two gangsters who heard the movement and poked their heads out from the side to check had their heads blown and fell to the ground.
"It's a tie again!" The pink and blue T-shirt looked at it provocatively: "Who told you to cheat! Let's compete with cold weapons, okay?"
Luke shook his head, pulled out the holsters on his thighs, and held both guns in his hands.
Both inside and outside the house were alarmed by the two gunshots just now, and what happened tonight was destined to be a big hit.
Clap! Clap!
Luke fired both guns at the same time, killing the two gangsters who dared to push the door.
The pink and blue T-shirt was shocked: "How can you use two guns? I only use one gun."
Mainly...he just brought a gun and a knife, which is enough for normal tasks.
But now he was in pain, because Luke had two guns and they fired extremely fast.
Clap! Clap!
The two thieves who had gathered to the window to look into the hall fell headlong.
Luke tilted his head, looked at the pink and blue T-shirt not far away, and suddenly raised his hand, showing four fingers.
The pink and blue T-shirt gritted its teeth: "How dare you cheat like this! Ahh~"
Shouting, he rushed over and grabbed a pistol from a gangster's corpse, smashed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the hall with a bang, and broke into the courtyard.
Clap clap! bang bang bang!
ah ah!
The sound of fierce firefights sounded, and the pink and blue T-shirts directly carried two guns, scurrying around outside the building, killing the gangsters who heard the gunshots and drove back one by one.
Luke smiled, rushed out the door, and began to rush for experience points.
In the courtyard, the pink and blue T-shirts shouted from time to time: "Twenty-eight to thirty, I'm going to catch up with you."
"Thirty-two to thirty-three, only one difference."
"Damn it, thirty-five to thirty-six."
In less than two minutes, a large number of guards outside were wiped out.
Luke put the guns back into the holsters with great interest, and stared at the cursing pink and blue T-shirt not far away with his arms crossed.
"Damn it, what the hell! Why is there no one? Don't you have a lot of people in the black bones? Why are you all dead so quickly! You bunch of trash!" A gangster who was pulled close to him and shot his head , with his hands stuck around his neck, shaking wildly.
Luke unhurriedly took out the counterfeit mobile phone, typed, and played: "Forty to forty-one."
The pink and blue T-shirt groaned, and jumped up: "I won't admit defeat like that." As he said that, he ran violently, took a few steps and jumped, grabbed the corner of the second floor wall and climbed up.
Ten seconds later, a gunshot was heard in a room on the fourth floor, and the window opened.
The black head of the gang leader was pushed out of the window, and there was already a hole in this black head.
Wearing a pink and blue T-shirt with a big mask, pressing the black head, he laughed loudly: "Haha, forty-one to forty-one! It's a tie. I, Wei... uh, I'm the strongest killer, and I'll never lose .”
Luke reluctantly typed another line on the phone, and tapped to play: "A reminder, just now you promised me to ask him about his secret account, half the money for each person."
There was a sudden silence in the window on the fourth floor. After a while, the black head was thrown back, and the pink and blue T-shirt covered it with both hands: "Damn it! I forgot, that was a lot of money."
The corner of Luke's mouth raised, and he typed a line again: "Yes, you owe me a lot of money now, Mr. Strongest Killer."
The pink and blue T-shirt knelt down in front of the window in despair: "My God, why should I compete with you? Isn't money the most important thing?"
Suddenly he raised his head, grabbed the window sill with both hands, slowly poked out half of his head, and stared at Luke downstairs with mournful eyes: "Are you a devil? Why are you competing with me?"
Luke shrugged and typed a line: "I never said I wanted to compete with you, you said it yourself."
The pink and blue T-shirt let out an eh, recalled everything that happened just now, and realized... In the beginning, it was a head contest provoked by himself, and the other party just said that they wanted to clean up these gangsters.
Is it your own problem? No, not right! It must be the world that is wrong! He muttered in his heart.
"Mr. Strongest Killer, you won't renege on your debt, will you?" Luke continued to play the words just typed.
The pink and blue T-shirt poked its head out again with a face full of confusion: "What do you mean?"
"In Boss Dre's secret account, there is at least one million dollars in deposit. According to our agreement, I should get half a million dollars. Now, will you give me this money?" Luke continued to play the voice .