Joseph didn't understand what was going on, but that didn't stop him from joining in the fun and pouncing at them with a smile.
The three of them instantly got into a mess.
In less than two minutes, Catherine was standing at the entrance of the bedroom in her pajamas. Looking at the three laughing guys, she asked helplessly, "You're all awake? Should I make breakfast? "
The three of them continued laughing and joking, and Luke was the only one who found the time to say yes before they started messing around again.
Five minutes later, Robert got up with a dark expression.
But when he saw the three "kids" laughing in the living room, his anger at being woken up early in the morning suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but smile.
This scene was too familiar.
More than a year ago, it had been a lot at home.
Now that he saw it again, he realized that it seemed like a long time ago.
After a while, the three of them finally stopped their childish behavior when Catherine shouted, "It's time for breakfast."
After breakfast, they went out again and toured New York with Luke, the inexperienced tour guide.
It was the same for the next two days.
There were no urgent missions at the police department, so Luke naturally didn't have to do anything. He had a peaceful and warm Christmas.
On the morning of the 27th, Luke took them to Chinatown, and at noon, they went to the familiar barbecue restaurant to try the local specialties of China.
Walking in Chinatown, there were many people coming and going. It was much more lively than other streets.
Most of the Chinese in Chinatown didn't celebrate Christmas. At least, they didn't regard it as a major holiday, but a good day to make money.
On Christmas, when most restaurants were closed, all the restaurants here naturally had a boom in business.
Thankfully, Luke, who was a "China expert," was already prepared, and his repeat customers were treated well by the boss.
After paying for the meal, the boss of the barbecue restaurant had already reserved a "private room" for them, so that they could leisurely stroll around Chinatown and eat when it was time.
After lunch, the whole family wandered around Chinatown, looking at everything with curiosity.
In the Chinese gift shop, there were all kinds of China knots, window stickers, electronic lanterns, electronic firecrackers, couplets, characters of fortune, pinwheels, and kites. Claire and Joseph didn't have enough eyes and hands.
When he saw a shop that sold candied hawthorns, Luke decisively bought candied hawthorns for his entire family.
The greedy Claire even bought two of each hawthorn, apple, and strawberry.
But she graciously allowed Joseph to have a taste of each, and she saw to it that the rest should be destroyed.
The whole family was like this, with all kinds of gadgets in their hands, and they didn't forget to eat the candied haws.
Robert was the only one who felt gloomy.
He chose apples because apples go well with Christmas.
However, he didn't like sweets very much. The apple under the sugar skin didn't taste sweet at all. Instead, it tasted sour. He also didn't like sour taste, so he could only bite the apple.
Luke slowly ate the traditional hawthorn candied haws and savored the taste of his previous life. In the meantime, he observed Robert, who was frowning.
Suddenly, he noticed that Robert was stunned.
With his quick reflexes, he immediately looked in the direction Robert was looking at. He saw the backs of a man and a woman standing in a Japanese grocery store.
Luke raised an eyebrow and approached Robert. "You know him?"
Robert turned his head and frowned. "You know him too?"
Neither of them mentioned the woman, and only talked about the man.
Luke nodded slightly. They happened to pass the grocery store at that moment, and saw the man take out a roll of duct tape from his pocket, only to be held down by the woman who was with him.
The woman said in a low voice, "Is this what you mean by 'talk'? I thought I was the only one who enjoyed this treatment. "
The man said, "Because it's very effective."
The woman was horrified. "His daughter just died. Don't you have any sympathy? At least let me try it first, okay? "
After a brief hesitation, the man finally put the duct tape back into his pocket and followed the woman in.
At that moment, he finally took off his knitted hat, revealing a bald head.
Luke was lost for words. It had to be that person.
Two nights ago, this bald bigshot had faced a team of professional mercenaries on his own in a two-story building in North Bergen, and killed fifteen of them with a pistol. He was truly a violent bigshot!
Robert, however, withdrew his gaze and continued to follow Catherine and the others without stopping.
Luke quickened his pace and chased after him. "An enemy?"
Robert's lips twitched. He simply shook his head and said in a low voice, "That old guy used to be my instructor."
Luke was stunned. "So?"
Robert said, "So, stay as far away from him as possible when you see him. This guy has a lot of crap on him. You'll only be unlucky if you get close to him."
Looking at Luke's thoughtful expression, he sighed and simply put it more bluntly. "If there are a hundred people who want me dead, then there are at least a thousand who want him dead … No, it should be two or three thousand."
Luke's lips twitched. "… Then why is he still alive?"
Robert snorted. "If I'm still alive, it's not surprising that he's still alive and retired. After all, he's a RED."
Luke asked, "What RED?"
Robert: "Retired.
Extremely
Retired, extremely dangerous personnel. "
As he said that, he sensed Luke's gaze sizing him up. He couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Okay, me too, but not as bad as him."
Luke could only chuckle at his words.
Back when the Carlos family went to Shackelford to court death, Robert had only killed a dozen criminals, but that was because Luke had beaten him to it.
After that, it was Luke who beat him to it and went to Mexico to wipe out the Carlos family.
In fact, it was just that Robert hadn't found a suitable excuse to go out yet. Otherwise, the Carlos family would've been wiped out in a few days at most.
Therefore, the degree of "exaggeration" that Robert described was only slightly less than that of the bald bigshot.
Luke thought for a moment, then simply described how the bald bigshot had been attacked.
Robert, however, was very calm. "There are a lot of people who want to kill him, but even more idiots are killed by him in the end. Unless it's absolutely necessary, just pretend that you've never seen him. "
Luke asked, "What do you mean by absolutely necessary?"
Robert said, "For example, if he's about to die from a few bullets in front of you, then it's absolutely necessary."
Luke was lost for words. Wasn't that like turning a blind eye to something?
From his words, Luke knew that Robert didn't really believe that anyone could do anything to him, his instructor.
Perhaps, someone had been taught a lesson by this instructor in the past? Luke couldn't help but smile as he imagined Robert pissing his pants at the bald bigshot's scolding.
Robert suddenly felt his back itch. He turned around and said, "Tell me, what's on your mind? It can't be anything good! "
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