Hudson:...... Who the hell are you stupid? This is a non-slip handle! No amount of slippery it will make this thing go over half the room and smash through the walls!

But when his eyes fell on the young man's hand, he immediately retreated again and again, crashing into the little friend behind him before stopping.

Luke walked to the door, ripped off the 80 sledgehammer, looked at the group of thugs outside the door and smiled, "What's the matter?" ”

The thugs looked at him, only to see him with an 80 sledgehammer in his right hand and a cutting machine in his left hand, and he took two steps back again in unison.

If you slip your hand on these two things again, it will kill you.

Just as they took two steps back, another dark shadow descended from the sky.

Boom! Syllable!

After a muffled sound, a large gray-black object spilled on the ground.

"Ah, dear, I slipped my hand a little too, and I didn't kill anyone." A magnetic and pleasant female voice came from the second floor.

In the past, this sound would have made the thugs immediately talk.

At this moment, everyone was in a cold sweat on their foreheads, and they withdrew several meters back again to look upstairs.

But the window on the second floor above them was open, but no one was in sight.

Where they had been standing, there was already an overturned cement bucket, and the cement mortar inside had polluted a large part of the ground.

It is conservatively estimated that this barrel of cement mortar weighs 20 catties.

If they didn't take two steps back, the bucket of cement would have smashed on someone's head.

Temple, who was sitting in the car next to him, smiled wryly.

She knew it wasn't that simple for the young man and woman.

People who are not short of money and dare to live in Clinton Ward are either stupid and bold, or they are not small.

With the ease and intelligence shown by these two men and women, they are certainly not the former.

Just now, she watched Selena look at the window on the second floor, so she went back and threw a bucket of cement mortar down.

Her temper wasn't as charming as her voice.

Hudson was the worst.

He was almost shot in the head by an 80 sledgehammer, and he was also the closest person to the cement mortar, and the snow-white sneakers on his two feet had turned into gray-black spots.

Luke continued to smile apologetically, "Sorry for soiling your shoes." Why don't you take it off and wait for me to take it to the dry cleaners? ”

Hudson was about to get angry, but he saw that Charlie and Laka on the side of the door were full of anxiety, their hands were even scratching, and their lips were exaggeratedly shaped, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Hudson and the two often played together, their gestures and mouths pouring cold water over their heads.

He squeezed out a crying smile with difficulty, and bowed repeatedly: "Yes, I'm sorry, we disturbed your renovation." I still have something to do, so I won't bother you with shoes, I have someone in the dry cleaners, go wash them myself. Goodbye, goodbye. ”

As he spoke, he retreated, and when he said this, he retreated seven or eight meters away, turned around and ran.

Joke! Charlie and Raqqa were gesturing to tell him to go, this is a "professional" who will kill.

The Clinton District is insecure because there are a lot of gray and even black people living here.

Compared to the supervillains who make killing people their profession and even take pleasure in it, they are only good citizens.

It is not once or twice that the thugs who don't know the height of the sky provoked the wrong person and killed the whole family the next day.

They are just a group of half-grown children, robbing tolls and stealing from the sky, where do they dare to come hard with such a black professional.

The seven or eight thugs ran away in a puff of smoke, leaving only a series of gray-black cement marks on the sidewalk.

Luke turned his head sideways and looked at the two relieved black boys next to him: "It seems that they are your friends, so you are responsible for cleaning up this mess and not destroying the public health of New York City." ”

Charlie and Rakka looked at the piece of cement mortar he pointed to, and their faces were full of astonishment: "What? ”

Isn't this cement bucket thrown down by the grumpy beauty upstairs? She's the one who destroys public health, so what's our business?

Charlie always wanted to be a little smoother, and immediately raised his hand: "Report to the boss, they are not our friends." ”

Luke looked at him with a smirk: "Really? Then the next time I meet them, there is a good chance that my hand will slip. ”

As he said this, his 80 sledgehammer seemed to be on the move.

Charlie looked at the sledgehammer that was a little alive and swallowed.

He thought for a moment with a difficult face, and nodded painfully: "I'm sorry, I remembered wrong, they are indeed my friends, I'll clean it up." ”

Although Hudson and he don't have a good relationship with him, they are also friends who have played together, and he doesn't want to see their heads bloom.

The reason he was so honest now was because Luke had talked to his cousin Temple a few times in the past few days, and he didn't deliberately avoid him and Raqqa.

During those conversations, Charlie heard the names of several Clinton District bigwigs from Luke and Selena.

But when it comes to these people, Luke and Selena speak in the same tone as ordinary people, neither boasting nor inquiring.

It seems that they are looking for Temple to confirm the "glorious deeds" of these bigwigs.

In addition, a few days ago, Charlie was cleaning the garbage on the rooftop, and when he came down the stairs, he happened to meet Selena carrying a bag of things up to the fifth floor.

He just moved his nose and smelled the thick smell of gun oil in the big bag.

Looking at the straightness of the bag, and the size of its appearance, he was sure that it could only be a gun inside.

Moreover, there will not be only one or two pistols in such a long bag, but at least two rifles or shotguns.

Normal people are not and are not qualified to keep rifles at home, and most gang members only carry a pistol on weekdays.

Those who like to keep a few rifles at home are generally military enthusiasts, professional gang thugs, mercenaries, and killers.

Charlie's own judgment leaned towards the last.

Unlike other professions, which are best known for their vicious faces, killers need a harmless appearance disguise, which can save a lot of trouble when killing people.

After a few days of getting along, Charlie found that Luke and Selena had a lot of strength in contact, and observing the body movements of the two, he was more sure of the "professional" identity of these two.

Therefore, even if he works very hard, he does not dare to slip away.

Just think of Luke as a killer, the first thing he said was, "I'm a man of rules." If you take my money, you have to do things seriously", Charlie felt cold in his vest.

If you take this Mr. Killer's money and sneak away, then Mr. Killer doesn't pay to kill people and kills himself for free.

He also told his cousin Temple about this speculation, and in exchange for glaring at him with an idiotic expression on her face, she said: "Read more books when you have time, don't watch those killer movies every day." ”

Charlie can only be depressed, his cousin's thinking has never been on his own channel, and everyone has no common language.

Doesn't she understand that movies are things that come from life and are higher than life? 8)