Chapter 1109 Retirement? Too Late

For this banquet, Luke can only laugh.

Santino didn't have that deep affection for his sister, and this museum banquet must have been a trap to draw out John the Nightmare.

But, who cares.

This is nothing but a play of your own will and mutual harm.

The Dantonio family's museum is in the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Luke didn't even need to drive. He went straight for a kilometer in the sewer, then went up to the ground and stood not far from the museum.

The drone took off and saw the guests entering one after another at the entrance of the museum.

A large number of bodyguards are cruising in and out of the museum, the number is up to 50 people.

Looking at this number of people, Luke couldn't help shaking his head: Acting is not professional, who is stupid! These bodyguards are not on the same level as the killers last night, and there are only such a small number. It is absolutely crazy to rely on them to block the Night Demon.

There is no doubt that this is a trap, so... of course Luke has to go in and have a look.

but not now.

Luke's gaze moved to a room in a building not far away.

There he couldn't see directly, but there were two people in his keen sense of smell.

The existence of firearms on the two of them is not unusual, but there is also a smell on them - the smell of the mutual aid association medicated bath.

This thing, Luke has been thinking about for a long time, and has done a lot of experiments.

Even if the smell was just a little bit, he could instantly distinguish it.

At this time, the Mutual Aid Association killer who appeared in this location is still qualified to use the medicated bath, and he must be an important member of the Mutual Aid Association, which is already very telling.

...

"Yelang, have you thought about retiring?" a white woman asked the African-American man beside her.

The African-American man Yelang, still looking at the museum more than 100 meters away: "Why retire? And do you think Sloan will let us go at this time? Dove, don't think too much, people will die."

The white woman Dove smiled bitterly: "Scarface is dead,

The redback is gone, the X is gone, the buffalo is dead, and the crosses are killing us one by one. This time we were only lucky to be injured, and we may not be able to come back alive next time. I'd rather leave early like the redback and maybe survive. "

Ye Lang was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Go? Where to go? We can't do anything but kill people. And do you think the high table will let people like us out of control?"

Baige: "We have money. We can get at least 10 million this time. Where can we go then?"

Night Wolf was silent.

The dove looked at him disappointedly.

She understood that Yelang was used to this line of work and subconsciously resisted change.

Of course, it is more likely that he is afraid of mutual aid associations and high tables.

But now that the crisis is imminent, the ghost knows whether the cross will stare at them.

If you don't leave, you may have no chance - the dead have no chance.

But Yelang didn't want to discuss this topic, so she didn't continue.

After this task is over and the money is obtained, it may be easier to discuss the future of the two.

She thought so.

"People from the mutual aid society?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.

The two drew their guns almost without hesitation.

clap clap!

The bullet hit the wall beside the door, the door opened wide, and the place where the sound rang was empty.

The expressions of the two suddenly became solemn: master!

"Don't worry." The voice continued to sound, but it was still the empty doorway before: "Tell me about your purpose. I think you should come to kill me, ten million dollars, right?"

Night Wolf looked solemn: "John Wick?"

"Haha." There was no smile in the low laughter, and it seemed to always be a tone of voice: "It seems so. You can't take care of yourself in the mutual aid society, and you dare to interfere in my affairs."

The two of them didn't say a word, and looked around, ready to leave the room.

"Give you a chance." The voice continued: "Call Sloan and tell him it's just this one time, or Mutual Aid will be my enemy."

The white dove snorted coldly: "We don't need it."

Voice: "No, you need it. Just do it, just dodge me one shot each and I won't hunt you down."

The two were heartbroken.

The voice said so many words, but they never found each other.

The enemy is dark and we are bright, and they are in an extremely unfavorable state.

Yelang was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "White dove, you call."

Dove didn't hesitate, slowly took out the phone, called Sloan, and repeated the threat of "John Wick".

This is not to show weakness, but to pass back the situation of the two encountering Night Demon John.

"Very well, you have given yourself the last chance." When Bai Ge hung up the phone, the voice said, "Now, I'm going to attack."

Night Wolf and White Dove reacted instantly.

The tall and strong Yelang's heartbeat accelerated instantly, his physical energy exploded, and his strong body rushed out of the door and into the aisle.

He was followed by the white pigeon, and the two of them each had a gun in hand, and their confidence was greatly increased.

There was no one in the dimly lit aisle, the night wolf pointed his right pistol and walked away, and the white pigeon was alerting the left side with his back to him.

"Want to leave? It's too late." The voice continued to sound in the room, making the two of them feel quite uncomfortable, as if they were fighting a ghost.

Even Yelang's attention shifted to the room behind him for a moment.

Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The next moment, he knew something was wrong—his hand with the gun in front of him was caught.

A man wearing an all-black tights appeared in front of him as if his invisibility had been lifted.

When he shifted his attention back just now, his gaze also subconsciously turned to the back, but suddenly there was another person in the corner of his eyes. Of course, he had noticed the abnormality in his many years of killer career.

Yelang's reaction was also very fast. With his physical energy bursting, his strength and reaction were beyond ordinary, and he wanted to pull the trigger without hesitation.

At this time, he felt a pain in his fingers and a flower in front of him.

His finger on the trigger couldn't hold it, and it instantly turned into a reverse V shape.

Before he could let out a pained cry, an arm protruded like a snake, his palms pointed like a knife, and he stabbed his Adam's apple to close it.

In the click, Yelang's Adam's apple shattered, and the man in black in the corner of his vision passed through his right armpit.

The dove is in danger!

Night Wolf wanted to shout, but his Adam's apple couldn't make a sound at all.

His right arm just started to move, and the right hand Luke had just retracted also punched the backhand, hitting the back of Yelang's head.

The night wolf immediately stood still. After a while, blood slowly leached out of the seven orifices.

The white pigeon also sensed the danger, her heartbeat instantly broke through the limit of ordinary people, and her physical energy exploded.

Click! Click!

There was severe pain in her shoulders, and her arms drooped down weakly, but they were dislocated by two punches.

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