Thinking of the meeting of the gods in the dark of New York two days later, the corners of Luke's mouth curled up.
What is a killer? You have to have at least one life in your hands to be called a killer, and the number of people you kill is directly proportional to your level.
If a top killer in the industry does not become a "big business" with ten votes and eight votes, then he cannot be a top word.
And he has long guessed that in the system's judgment rules, the number of killers and bad guys they kill represents the amount of experience points in the system.
Killing people without justifiable reasons, or even killing innocent people with justifiable reasons, cannot escape the judgment of the bad guys in the system.
How many of these killers who come here for money will show mercy to the innocent
Luke felt that if he really wanted such a conscientious killer, he would be admitted even if his points were deducted.
Therefore, these killers are not enemies in his eyes, but a group of... elite monsters, even boss monsters.
Thinking of this, he was in a happy mood and couldn't help humming softly: "theytolhimontyoeverearonhere..."
Selena on the side glanced at him and said nothing.
In the past few days, this guy likes to hum when he has nothing to do, a typical good mood.
It should be happy to get the long-awaited laboratory. She thought so in her heart.
Luke has always liked to tinker with those mechanical things, including but not limited to armor, portable equipment, drones, cars, and motorcycles.
Not only does he make new ones himself, but he also specializes in finding some antique and broken old mechanical products to repair them and put them at home as exhibits.
No matter how you look at this hobby, it looks like a middle-aged man who likes nostalgia.
A man is a child who will never grow up!
Selena stopped thinking about it and asked, "Continue to scout the surroundings of these targets in the afternoon?"
"No, I'll find an acquaintance first." Luke shook his head and said casually, "Dial Wade Wilson's number." The car phone started dialing immediately.
Selena was stunned: "Why are you looking for this bitch?"
While listening to the beeping waiting tone, Luke casually said, "He's a local snake in New York, and he's also in the mercenary business. You said the business worth tens of millions of dollars, wouldn't he know?"
Selena thought so too.
It's not that she's stupid, it's that Wade's humble appearance gave her a deep memory. Hearing the name makes people have the urge to draw a gun.
There was no response when the phone rang until it was automatically disconnected. Luke said, "Send Wade a text message and tell him that regular customers want to sell news to him. The message fee starts at $500."
The on-board program executed the command again, but... still no response.
Selina looked at Luke, hey hey.
There are not many people who can make Luke return without success, and this bitch Wade is also unique.
Luke was not angry either.
He generally doesn't get angry with others, and it's even more unnecessary to be angry with a bitch like Wade.
"Send another message and tell him that if he doesn't return this call, I will take 30 of the reward Weiland gave him last time as the mission agency fee." He said again.
In an apartment somewhere in New York, Vanessa, who was leaning against Wade and watching TV, took the phone and said, "Maybe it's something important." Wade slumped lazily on the sofa, He grabbed her leg dishonestly with one hand: "I need to rest more, I was exhausted from the mission last time."
Vanessa smiled and stepped on his face with her bare feet, pushing the tired guy away: "It's been a few months and you haven't had enough rest?"
Wade had the attitude of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and he would not let go after being beaten to death: "Honey, why do I need to rest, don't you have points?"
Vanessa gave him a coquettish look, ignored the unfamiliar number without any markings, and opened the new message.
After looking at it twice, she immediately threw the phone to Wade.
Caught off guard, Wade was knocked on the bridge of the nose by the Nokia brand brick, and he groaned in pain: "Ah, my face, I am very handsome, a face that can make a living!"
Vanessa: "Your regular customer came to you and said that if you don't call him back, he will ask you for the agency fee for the Weiland mission."
Wade covered his face, not forgetting to snort: "Daydreaming! No one can take money from me..."
As a result, seeing Vanessa's half-smile face, he quickly added: "My money is your money."
Vanessa was angry and funny, and couldn't help pinching his face with her foot: "I want to pay you?"
Wade shook his head immediately: "No, you raised me these days."
Vanessa was helpless: "Okay, hurry up and call. Didn't you say you want to have a Christmas party? You plan to let your friends drink tap water without money?"
While looking at the messages on his phone, Wade said, "That's Christmas! It's my favorite! It only belongs to the two of us. I won't ask people to come. Well, even if they come, they have to bring their own drinks."
At this time, he finally saw the two text messages.
Dazed for a moment, he tilted his head and thought about it for a while, couldn't help but groaned, and immediately started broadcasting the number.
Vanessa is curious.
The person who can make Wade so active is really a regular customer? Or did he owe the other party a lot of money, such as... agency fees
Wade noticed her expression and silently mouthed "Da Kaizi".
Vanessa got it.
No matter how much money those customers paid, in Wade's mouth, it was just a kid, only the difference in size.
Then, she saw a flattering smile on Wade's face: "Hey, Boss Luke, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is there anything I can do for you?"
In the car, Luke smiled and said, "Mr. Wilson, it's really not easy to get through to you, won't it bother you?"
Of course I bothered! Wade's hand was still holding Vanessa's leg, muttering in his heart, but he immediately denied: "No, no. The information fee..."
Luke: "It's not convenient on the phone, we'll talk about it when we meet."
Wade looked happy: "Ah, Boss Luke, I have returned to New York now. If you want to meet and discuss in detail, you may need to subsidize a little travel expenses for me. I don't ask much for air tickets, business class is fine, and the hotel is four-star It's okay. The last time I went to the Four Seasons Hotel, the toilet was leaking, and the sound of dripping water kept me from sleeping well for a few days... "
Doesn't it just happen that before Christmas, I can take Vanessa to Los Angeles for a free vacation, and I can also go to the beach to sunbathe, and then hehehe. A small idea in someone's mind has already popped up in tons.
In the car, Selena couldn't help scolding a bitch in a low voice.
Luke was calm.
You can get angry with anyone, but definitely don't get angry with Wade, that will only torture yourself and make Wade happy.
He just interrupted, "Mr. Wilson, I'm in New York."
"... It's best to have a double bed in the room, the round one, so that I won't roll down and fall, uh, what are you talking about?" Wade stopped talking and asked in amazement.