Nine Hundred and Sixty-Five Chapters to the End of False Information

In fact, on the list of killers that Wade handed over, twenty of the thirty-odd people were nonsense.

For example, old-age guys like Kincaid are in it, which fully shows that this list is unreliable.

Luke also used the secret contact channel to ask the old guy yesterday, and it turned out that there are at least eight "legendary" killers on Wade's list.

To be precise, they all left legends in the killer world, but either there was no news for several years, or they were confirmed to retire or die.

Like one of them, John Wick, the acquaintance Kincaid mentioned to Luke last time, who retired to marry a few years ago.

Like Kincaid, he couldn't come out to take on the mission at all.

What's more nonsense is that there are several acquaintances on this list.

Red-backed spider Rebecca, Mr. X, Firefox, Cross, these are all, or used to be, the name killers of mutual aid.

I don't know where this guy Wade got their names and put them on the list together.

Of these people, Luke of course knew that they would not come to kill him, because separation and infighting have been the main theme of the mutual aid association this year.

Mr. X was even killed by Luke himself. Could he turn into a ghost and come to trouble Luke?

Considering that Wade's nonsense behavior was too outrageous, Luke smiled in front of him, turned around and gave this guy a black account.

Thanks to Wade, there are still many advantages, otherwise Luke wouldn't mind killing this kind of guy who gave false information.

In his life, he was not afraid of the informant who asked for a high price, and the liar who gave false information the most.

Therefore, he originally planned to provoke the killer tourist group who gathered in New York by himself, but the night before yesterday, it became the current Double V plan.

Anyway, Luke is rich, he really doesn't think that a certain mercenary who wants money has the perseverance to resist the temptation of 2.5 million in cash.

Plus the 2.5 million after the fact, double the 250, it is very suitable for Wade this bitch.

Of course, he didn't intend to kill Wade.

The sin of humiliation does not end in death.

Well, Luke seldom deals with Wade, otherwise he will also have the idea that "it's better to die if you talk shit".

Not surprisingly,

Wade is going to suffer a lot tonight.

But he was seriously injured, and it was not that easy to want to die.

Luke watched Xiao Wo on the virtual screen, constantly changing and improving the action plan, and took a sip of Pu'er in front of him: "I hope there are not too many smart people."

There are too many smart people in the killer group, and his experience points gains tonight will be greatly reduced, which will undoubtedly waste these days of preparation and planning.

Looking at the 3,000,000 upgrade experience at this level, Luke felt that it was necessary for him to work hard.

Well, Wade and Wei Suo, the wretched good friends, have to work hard!

...

At this moment, Wei Suo in Harlem was staring at the various people who came in one after another in his bar with a dazed expression, and the chills all over his body stood up.

Although his bar is open for business at noon, most people choose to show up after five o'clock.

But not long after the door opened at noon today, only three or five old customers arrived, and strangers appeared.

And over time, more and more strangers showed up at his bar.

In a bar that usually can accommodate more than 30 people, even if it is "full of guests", 60 people squeezed in before 6:30 in the afternoon.

The strange thing is that these people came alone, and they didn't mean to chat with other people.

Moreover, these people either asked for water or drinks. Occasionally, those who asked for wine didn't even touch them. Most of them just sat there and played with their mobile phones.

If that's the case, Visuo has nothing to complain about.

The afternoon was not the peak time for him to sell fake wine, so it doesn't matter if these occupy the seats or not order the second round.

But looking at more than 30 "familiar" faces among these strangers, Visuo felt afraid that something had happened - yes, these 30 people were all in the killer information he gave Luke.

Are they all here to settle accounts with themselves? But not more than 30 come together!

But why didn't they do it? Wei Suo was beating in his heart, his legs were shaking slightly, but he didn't dare to make any changes, so he could only stay at the bar obediently.

No one asked for drinks, and no one talked, and the bar was as quiet as a graveyard.

Several regular customers in the bar felt the strange atmosphere and got up decisively and slipped away.

These black people are much more sensitive to danger than ordinary people, and they have long realized that these strangers are not easy to mess with.

It has nothing to do with them whether Wei Suo is dead or not, just don't go to die.

Just when Visuo was standing stiffly and sweating on his back, his phone suddenly rang.

The originally quiet bar suddenly heard a needle drop, and everyone's eyes fell on him.

Wei Suo was horrified, and he didn't dare to move even a single hair on his body. He just stood in the bar with a rag in one hand.

He didn't dare to pick up the phone when it rang naturally and disconnected.

He noticed that many people's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

This time, everyone in the bar looked away and stopped looking at him.

Wei Suo still did not dare to move.

"You hurry up to answer the phone and turn on the speakerphone, or you will die." A voice with suppressed anger sounded in the crowd.

Wei Suo was stunned for a while, looking at the still motionless people, he finally took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button and the speakerphone button.

"V will appear at Mire Park in the southwest corner of Staten Island at 6:30 in the afternoon. Remember to call the account I left for you with the information fee of 500,000 yuan." Hang up.

Wisso: "Huh?"

A ding dong sounded, and a text message alert sounded.

With this sound, the bar suddenly came to life.

Everyone started to get up and hurried to the door.

Wei Suo stared blankly at all this, his mind was in chaos: What is going on?

Until a woman walked up to him and stretched out her hand: "Bring your phone."

Visuo subconsciously handed the phone over.

The woman frowned: "Put it down."

Vessel hurriedly complied.

The woman took out a tissue, with a look of disgust, picked up the phone through the tissue, clicked on the text message, took a look, took out her titanium phone and snapped a picture, and threw down Vesso's Nokia brick. Just go.

After more than ten seconds, Wei Suo retracted his gaze from the door and looked at the bar that was as deserted as a real haunted house.

...

Luke looked at the picture on the drone video, and the corners of his mouth turned up: With this amount, today's harvest should not be too small.

Selena's voice came: "In addition to the sixty-five people in the bar, there are seven people outside the bar. They should be the killers of some partner actions."

"I know, I'll be careful." Luke chuckled: "Besides, don't I have a "strongest" teammate tonight! I trust him."