"Only in that way can the good guys win, the bad guys lose, and the world be peaceful."
This recital-like monologue was not disturbed by any bullets or shouts, and kept the rhythm of reciting poetry until the end.
And at the last sentence, the four bosses who got together with Boss Owen were all stabbed with both hands, and slammed back with their legs that were still intact with horror on their faces.
Only Owen, the boss, stiffened his neck and did not retreat at all.
His eyes were wide open, but his gaze dropped involuntarily, looking at the gray-black knife.
The knife was not stained with blood, but Owen felt that his nose smelled a strong smell of blood on it.
The sharp point of the knife just pressed on the Adam's apple, making him dare not even swallow his saliva.
Trying to restrain his trembling body, Owen tried not to move his throat, only moved his lips, and squeezed out a question: "Who are you?"
"Identity is just a form of essence, and I'm just a person with a mask." The corners of Luke's mouth curled up under the mask: "Now, I ask you to answer. As long as you give me a satisfactory answer, tonight will be a good one." memories."
Owen's heart sank: "What do you want to know?"
"First, who did the bombing at the Russian place? Second, who is Black Mask looking for trouble? Third, who is instructing the police to arrest Black Mask?" Luke asked these three questions.
Compared with others, the Irish gang is very old. Although the reputation is not there, the news is still well-informed.
There are also well-informed news from other forces, but the so-called Asians and the Russians are both involved.
On the issue of black masks, bystanders' cognition of Irish gangs is more objective and reliable, and they don't have much interest in it, so they are the easiest people to speak up.
Those who can be the boss in the Clinton District and live under the shadow of Jin Bing are always more knowledgeable than others, and those who are not knowledgeable will die long ago.
Facing a few questions, Owen hesitated for a moment before feeling a sore throat, a warm and slippery feeling from his neck, and the smell of blood.
He resolutely admitted: "The Russian bombing should be done by Jin Bin. Recently, the Russians were robbed of several batches of goods by Black Mask, all of which belonged to Jin Bin. This made Jin Bin very dissatisfied and asked them to fill in the hole. But the Russians don't want to hand over the money."
Under the operation of Luke's multiple abilities, he was sure that this guy was telling the truth, at least Owen himself thought so.
He nodded slightly, and retreated the knife on Owen's throat by a millimeter: "There are two more questions."
As soon as Owen opened his mouth, the words in Owen's mouth were bald and smooth: "I received news that the black mask is actually looking for Jin Bing's trouble, and the Russians were only targeted by the Black Mask because they helped Jin Bing deliver goods. "
After speaking, he looked at Luke.
Luke nodded again: "One last question."
"It's still Jinbin." Owen said Luke's expected answer: "He is the underground emperor here, and his words are more useful than the mayor of New York here, and many police officers belong to him. The black mask has caused a lot of disturbance to Jin Bin recently, and the Russians can't catch the black mask, so Jin Bin probably wants to use the power of the police to help find the black mask."
After speaking, he looked at Luke helplessly.
Luke thought for a while and asked, "Do you know how many people Black Mask killed?"
Owen hesitated for a while this time, and finally shook his head: "My subordinates have also encountered Black Mask a few times, but he used fists and sticks to injure people at most, and did not kill people, nor did he use knives or guns. I did not I heard that he killed anyone, even the Russians, but dozens of people were seriously injured and hospitalized, and no one died."
Luke nodded: "Thank you for your cooperation." After speaking, he turned around and his cloak swayed slightly.
Only then did Owen heave a sigh of relief, thankful that he had escaped from birth, when he felt a dark shadow flash in his eyes, his hands and wrists felt hot, and severe pain came.
He looked down, let out an ah, and screamed like the previous men.
How could Luke let the gang boss go.
He didn't kill Owen because he wanted these people to spread the word and leave a fixed impression on the nearby gangs: V doesn't necessarily kill people, and he likes to abide by the trading rules.
Just like when these people met the black mask, few people wanted to fight to the death, because they knew that they would be beaten by the black mask at most.
Of course Black Mask doesn't kill people, but it often breaks a bone or two for dishonest people.
None of the members of these gangs wanted to suffer this kind of pain, and most of them gave up after a few punches to avoid additional physical pain.
The same goes for Luke.
In fact, these people were not seriously injured.
It's just that after the injuries on their hands heal in the future, they will find that their hands will shake more.
Daily life is fine, but hitting someone or using a gun can be difficult.
When they confirm that their hands are disabled, at least a month or two later, they may not be able to stand here at that time.
Also in order to maintain the character design, Luke did not destroy the prohibited drugs here. It would be better to change the vest tomorrow to do this kind of thing.
Anyway, there is already a "New York Batman" black mask in the Clinton District, so it would not be unusual for there to be a few more characters who like to cover their faces and beat people.
After leaving the den, Luke and Selina walked a few hundred meters to the roof of a building near the river.
Looking at the night scene of Hudson Ho, the two discussed the information they had just obtained.
"If Owen didn't lie, the source of this matter was the conflict between Jin Bin and Black Mask." Selina said.
Luke hummed: "Owen is basically telling the truth about these things, after all, it has nothing to do with him."
Selena: "I remember you said that Bullseye is Jin Bin's subordinate, right? The black mask is so noisy, why didn't Bullseye, Jin Bin's number one killer, show up?"
Luke: "Bullseye doesn't seem to have shown up in New York recently. Not long after he ran back to New York from Los Angeles last time, he disappeared."
In this regard, he still regrets it.
A few days ago, he heard that Black Mask was targeting Jin Bin, and he thought he had a chance to meet Bullseye.
Hearing the news from Owen today, he was sure that it was Jin Bin and the black mask who were in a fierce conflict, but Bullseye never showed up.
There are many possibilities, including Bullseye's death, running away, and breaking away from Jin Bing's command.
But either way, it meant that Luke couldn't kill Bullseye and gain his abilities.
Luke never forgot Bullseye's ability.
I thought that the monk could not run away from the temple if he could run away, but now he found out that the monk might return to vulgarity and go home to marry a wife and have children.
However, there are a lot of superpowers in this world.
Luke felt a little regretful about this situation, but it wasn't particularly strong.
As long as he stays in New York, Manhattan, the center of the Marvel world, there will always be a lot of people with superpowers coming to his door.