Chapter 133 Choose a Target, Do It (Part 9)
So Luke and Bell ram off for a while, and get a batch of small steel balls from her.
These small steel balls are a little smaller than longan, but the weight is not light, and it is easy for Luke to throw them out and make a hole in the heads of ordinary people.
If the action is a little more concealed, hitting the joint, it can also make the opponent very painful.
With this thing, he knocked out the guns of several thugs, terminated several robberies and a strong woman, and he didn't show up at all, and threw a steel ball more than ten meters away, and the other party immediately fainted.
As for fingerprints? Hehe, of course he wears gloves at all times.
This kind of day when you can earn a lot of points by the way while hanging out makes Luke a little excited.
New York, the crime capital, is really a good place to brush up on experience points, and all kinds of small crimes can't be caught at all.
This also means that you can't get enough experience points.
Luke spent two days like this, and he earned more than 130 experience points, which was no less than what he earned in Los Angeles.
However, this is also a temporary consideration.
New York is a big battlefield, where many supercriminals, superheroes, and even alien powerhouses and fleets have landed.
Luke is too weak to rush in yet.
That's tantamount to just getting out of the novice village, and getting into the leveling point of advanced players, it's easy to kill him with a monster.
The chaotic metropolis also had the advantage of being able to experiment with the first loot here.
It doesn't matter if you succeed or fail, the main thing is to be familiar with the business, and you can be skilled in the future.
He ended up eyeing a gang of Queens traffickers.
The main reason is that it is relatively close to his residence, and it is more than ten minutes away by car, which is convenient for him to go back and forth.
Although there are several suitable targets in Brooklyn, the distance is much farther, and it takes more than an hour to drive back and forth.
After taking the bus during the day, walking around the neighborhood and having lunch at a nearby fast-food restaurant, Luke decided to do it tonight.
In the afternoon, Luke was left alone in his apartment, unhurriedly drawing on a mask.
After a long time, he put down the oil paint in his hand satisfied, picked up the hair dryer, and dried the paint.
It's a disposable, and it doesn't need to be too nice.
In the evening, when Elsa returned, Luke greeted her and closed the door to sleep.
At ten o'clock, Luke listened to the silence in the room next to him, and knew that Elsa must be asleep.
This woman with a strong sense of dedication is also very tired to check information at the police station these days.
Luke strapped a black backpack and pushed the door open.
This is a civilian area, and there is no surveillance around, so Luke quickly changed into a set of clothes, and deliberately made some parts of his body bulge.
The last time Sergei was discovered, it was the figure that was simulated by the computer, and of course he would not be so stupid.
There is also a backpack on the back, which destroys the integrity of the back.
The shoes under my feet have also been changed to a pair of leather boots with a larger inner height.
A hooded sweatshirt is a good choice, and with a hat, others can't see his face clearly.
After walking a block, Luke took a taxi and went to a bar near his destination tonight.
I paid at the bar and got out of the car, and instead of going in, I went around to the back alley, and then I rolled over and kicked on the dumpster, climbed the wall with both hands, and flipped over.
This is an old apartment building.
Luke stood in the corner and began to change his costume again.
Two minutes later, Luke checked himself, found no problems, put his backpack on his back, and walked into the apartment building unhurriedly.
The walls of this apartment building are the old green, and the bright green has become a little dull with the erosion of time, and it is full of shoddy air when you look at it.
I went up to the third floor and turned out of the corner, where a short black fat man with headphones was entertaining himself.
Luke walked five or six meters away from him, and the fat black man noticed the figure in the corner of his eye and turned his head to look.
Then, he saw a black hole pointed at him.
The fat black man opened his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.
Luke gestured a few times, and the fat black man obediently opened the door beside him, then knelt down and lay on the ground.
The next moment, the black fat man fainted with a pain in the back of his head.
Luke withdrew his hand and groped around the fat black man, shaking his head regretfully.
This guy only has a pocket knife on him.
He took the knife in his hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his sense of smell activated.
Countless lines of scent formed, and he quickly locked onto the people in the room.
Six men and one woman!
Two on the right sofa, one man and one woman on the middle sofa, two on the left sofa, and one in the toilet.
Luke walked into the room at a very normal pace.
The black man on the right who was playing a game with a controller was stunned: "Hat's-the-hell?!" ”
However, the black muzzle of Luke's right hand was pointed at him, and he held the knife upside down in his left hand and put his index finger to his lips in a silent gesture.
The black man became nervous, and his companion who was playing the game with him glared at him dissatisfiedly, then looked sideways, and froze.
The next moment, on the sofa in the middle, a woman in a one-piece ultra-short red leather dress screamed: "Ah! ”
Luke tilted his head, as if to look at the woman's skirt from her chest to her lower abdomen, connected only by a few strings, revealing a long torso.
She was sitting sideways on the back of the couch, so she was facing Luke so that she could see him when she turned her head.
The black man beside her was alert, threw down the handle, grabbed the pistol beside him, and turned to aim at Luke.
Luke's left hand flicked quickly, and the knife he had been holding disappeared in an instant, and the next moment it was pierced in the black man's chest.
He looked at the hilt of the knife on his chest in confusion, and as soon as the gun in his hand loosened, it fell.
Luke's figure moved, and he was already in front of the black man, and he caught the gun with his left hand.
With a movement of his right hand, the original Glock 23 with the gun had been inserted back into his waist, and he quickly withdrew the black boss's pistol and looked at it, and then inserted the magazine back.
Several people didn't expect this person to do this in front of them at all, and they didn't react for a while.
It wasn't until the four men on the couch got up that Luke had finished checking his gun, and just as he raised the muzzle of his gun, he pointed it at the two closest to the right.
What's so ...... Damn!
These people were originally villains, and they didn't have no lives on their hands, but what was happening in front of them was really a bit weird.
In their eyes, the man in black who quietly broke in was like a ghost.
A wide cape, a Zorro hat, and black from his shirt to leather boots.
Only the mask on his face with a strange and kind smile, and two neatly drawn mustaches.
With his slight tilt of his head to look at it, at first glance, several men and women were all cold.
Luke took out a small tape recorder from his pocket, pressed the play button, and the mechanical electronic sound sounded, "Where's the money?" ”
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