Chapter 649: The Legend of the Los Angeles Kneebreaker

Luke had an answer in his heart.

But after half a day, the smell on the street outside the car had already dissipated, and Luke couldn't find their whereabouts, so he could only go back to the headquarters.

He silently memorized the smell of these three girls, looking forward to meeting that strange girl again one day.

This is an interesting guy.

There is another person who can be remembered by Luke like this.

That is the high school student Stu who disappeared without a trace after the Woodsburg massacre.

There is always a dream, maybe one day it will come true! Luke encouraged himself so in his heart and drove home.

After arriving home, Selena went to the training room to find Claire.

Claire has recently become obsessed with fighting, especially the "forbidden arts" that Selena taught her.

The tricks are generally a bit, and the surgery is generally a complete set.

In this regard, Luke can only solemnly warn that these things must not be used in ordinary disputes.

Claire can only use them when physical and life safety is threatened.

These are all aimed at maiming and dying. As long as they are not invulnerable extraordinary groups, they will basically be disabled in one part.

But this is a dangerous world.

Luke didn't think it was right for Claire to have no self-protection ability, so he let her learn from Selena. Anyway, this monkey is full of vitality, so it's better to spend more on self-defense.

Luke went to the kitchen to prepare a big meal. Gold nuggets squatted at the door to eat and drink. When Luke prepared a food, he would throw a few to it first.

The appetite of a certain dog's head has also been cultivated, and there is almost nothing to hide from its dog's mouth.

However, Luke didn't allow it to stay in the kitchen, saying that he didn't want dog hair mixed into the dishes.

In this regard, a dog head can only endure.

It doesn't shed hair, but it does.

An hour later, Luke moved the barbecue to the backyard, Selena and Claire also finished training, and after taking a bath, they went into the big bathtub to take a bath.

Luke chatted with them on the side.

Claire said enthusiastically, "You know, there's a knee-breaker in Los Angeles recently, and it's amazing."

Both Luke didn't care.

Los Angeles, the sin capital, has all kinds of inexplicable names.

Similar titles like Bloody Handsman Tu are not uncommon, and the Kneebreaker is simply not cruel enough.

But as Claire bragged, Luke's expression became weird.

When it comes to Kneebreakers breaking the legs of those gangsters, looting them, stripping their clothes, tying them up, and hanging them on the street lamps.

Selena, who was drinking juice, coughed violently and choked out the juice in one mouthful.

Claire looked at her strangely: "What's wrong?"

Selena wiped the corners of her mouth: "Haha, no, nothing." As she said that, she gave Luke a quick glance.

And a certain dog head who was gnawing at the big bone at Luke's feet also quietly got up, hid behind the flowers not far away with the big bone in his mouth, and secretly observed the movement here.

Luke was silent for a moment, then smiled: "So, don't wander around at night, or you will meet all kinds of "strange" people."

He put a little emphasis on the word "strange".

Claire nodded as well: "Kneebreakers are all gangsters, so he's a good guy. But what if he's too specialized in hitting women?"

As she spoke, she also lowered her head to look at a part of herself that was thriving.

Luke looked at the sky silently: Do good people beat women's chests indiscriminately? Um, unless the woman is bad?

Contrary to the expectations of a certain girl and a dog, someone did not mention this topic again even after listening to it.

At night, Luke went out again.

In the room, Selena and a certain dog head secretly watched his disappearing back from the gap in the curtain, and then they communicated in their hearts.

A certain dog's head was cautious: You said, will the big devil go crazy?

Selena thought for a while and shook her head: Impossible. If you really want to get angry, you will catch us and train us in the afternoon.

A certain dog head immediately seemed to be amnesty: That's good, the small treasury will be fine.

Selena stared dissatisfiedly: Are you afraid of this?

A certain dog looked at her sadly: what can I do? I can't go to work to get a salary, and Luke has only taken me on a mission once.

Selena was speechless.

There's nothing wrong with that! She has been getting paid on time since she was eighteen years old, and of course she does not experience the pain of not having a job.

After thinking for a while, she lay down on the bed: Don't worry, Luke doesn't say a word today, that's acquiescence. As long as we follow the safety rules and don't get caught, he won't punish you.

A certain dog head breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: what? Is he just punishing me anyway? Are you sure you're all right? What are you thinking! Apologize.

Selena turned over lazily: I'm telling the truth, why should I apologize?

After thinking about it for several seconds, a certain dog finally found that there was nothing wrong with what a certain woman said, and could only cry in despair: This is not fair! I'm going to... watch HBO.

Selena yawned: Look at it, remember to pull up the hood and wear your headphones.

A certain dog's head shrank angrily into the new kennel beside the bed.

It's new, it's bought from its own small vault.

Not only is it a lot bigger, but it can also pull up the hood, like a small tent.

In its words, it is also an adult "body" and also needs a "body" privacy.

Taking out the tablet that Luke specially modified for it, it pressed the separate play/pause button with the dog's paw, and it seemed that it had caught up with "This Is Sparta" in the fifth episode of the second season.

The US knife has closed his eyes, and the tablet is placed on its butt, which will not affect its rest.

The headphones on the tablet are also attached to its back, which also does not affect its rest.

In the room, except for a little bit of changing shimmer in the kennel, it fell into silence.

Here, Luke followed the old rules again, went to the new safe house, changed into a full set of clothes, and drove out a second-hand Chevrolet.

He would give up these safe houses once or twice, and he was not short of money anyway.

Taking advantage of loopholes in some rental websites and using some fake identities to rent a car and buy a car is not difficult for him now.

The rent is not a penny, and he will give up these places and vehicles if he rents for a month at most, and his safety is not a problem.

These are all paid for with the black money in the storage space. Luke doesn't feel bad about spending it. He doesn't know how to spend Hernan's more than 200 million US dollars!

In this case, although the cars he bought were all second-hand, they were not bad, and the condition of the cars was specially inspected.

He'll never forget how Alex's hapless second-generation Black ended up in prison.

This kind of negative teaching material must be used to remind yourself at any time, safety first.

Driving east, Luke stopped at an intersection, and Luke got out of the car.

In the middle of going around, he got into a small alley where an old van was parked.

Luke walked over, opened the car door directly, and squeezed a hand holding a gun, and the other hand played a voice: "It's me, puncher."

The struggle of that hand disappeared immediately, and he got into the car and closed the door.