Watching Grote's back disappear into the darkness, Frank couldn't help but ask, "Are you really letting him go?"
He didn't want to let this kind of scum off. Not to mention that Grote had heard a lot of their conversation, and could easily leak it out.
Luke glanced at him. "I'm not interested in arguing with Little Red about who's right and who's wrong. If you let him go, then let him go. I'll keep my word."
Frank frowned. "Are you serious?"
Luke shrugged. "I don't want Little Red to turn into someone like us, so why did I kill him just now?"
Frank was lost for words. "Someone like us? What do you mean?
As for Grote, Frank really didn't care too much about him. The next time he met him, he would just kill him.
Luke didn't want to talk too much about this small matter. He took out the polarizing lens and a wireless headset from his backpack. After explaining how to use it, he signaled for the operation to begin.
"Don't worry about the unrelated people. Leave them to me," Luke said one last time.
"Got it," Frank said simply. The two of them moved quickly and rushed into the Firebird Bar.
He was in charge of the ambush, and Luke would provide support.
The mini drone that had snuck in ahead of time had marked all the targets on its lens. On the simple map, red dots were enemies, yellow dots were unrelated people, and green dots were teammates.
It was almost like a cheating player with X-ray vision.
Frank had never used such high-tech equipment before, but he had used similar but inferior equipment many times, so he was more than capable of using Luke's equipment.
Ta! Ta!
Frank didn't say anything. After he rushed in, he raised his hand and shot two guards who were smoking lazily inside.
With a map prompt, his two shots were fast and accurate.
Luke walked unhurriedly behind him and casually put away the two bodies.
It would be too easy to find these two bodies near the entrance, so it was better to put them away first.
After entering the door, he locked it again. For the time being, no one would be able to run out, so it would be easier for them to take action.
He moved very quickly, and entered the hall right after Frank. A lot of people looked over.
Seeing the gun in Frank's hand, several people's expressions changed drastically, and they opened their mouths to shout.
But Frank had already raised the gun in his hand.
Ta! Ta! Ta!
A few guys who stood up to hide were the first to fall.
Frank took care of them first.
Luke, on the other hand, was holding two guns in his hands, which left blurry shadows in front of him.
They were moving at high speed, and the sound of a nail gun rang out.
Ta ta ta ta ta ta!
The second batch of people who wanted to get up were shot in the chest and fell down.
The last few people had been Frank's handiwork, but Luke had shot them down one by one.
The reaction speed of these people could not keep up with the firing speed of his dual pistols.
Frank emptied the magazine without hesitation. As he hid in the corner, he changed the magazine, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart, This kid seems to be much stronger than that weak chicken, Gray Rabbit.
As this thought flashed through his mind, he reloaded the gun in his hand and reached out.
Ta ta ta ta ta ta!
The three criminals with the slowest reactions had only just stood up and turned around when they collapsed. No one else in the hall moved.
One of Luke's hands was a silencer, and the other was a special tranquilizer gun. The latter only knocked out unrelated people, who weren't members of the Dogs of Hell.
Most people would lose consciousness before they could even see their faces clearly.
Luke gestured at Frank to go straight to the back and clean up the last group of criminals.
After Frank disappeared, Luke took out his fake phone and looked at the test results. He went straight to the bar and found a surveillance camera. He removed it along with the storage device and threw it into his inventory.
Then, he started to clear the place.
He shot all the seriously injured criminals and put away their bodies.
The tranquilizer bullets on the unrelated people were taken away, and they were left to sleep.
Of course, there weren't many unrelated people, just seven or eight.
All the blood inside the door was absorbed and destroyed with a special cleaning fluid, and the white powder formed from the mixture of the cleaning fluid and blood was taken away.
Everything happened very quickly. In less than five minutes, the entire bar returned to normal.
Apart from the loss of more than twenty Dogs of Hell, it was as if nothing had happened in the bar.
Frank was also very fast.
With Luke's powerful assistance and the very useful equipment he had provided, he easily took out the seven or eight criminals in the back.
Luke cleaned up the corpses and the scene before he entered a large room.
Inside, Frank was back to his old job — beating up the bad guys and forcing them to confess.
The dull sound of flesh hitting flesh, coupled with his occasional low and cold questions, filled the big room with an oppressive and violent atmosphere.
The leader, who was on the verge of death, could barely say, "I don't know. I already said that the Irish gang came to us. They didn't tell us the identity of the seller."
"Name!" Frank punched him again. "He should at least have a name."
"No, the Irish gang said that they knew when the deal was made," the leader said weakly. "But something went wrong before the deal officially started. Someone from all three parties attacked. We don't know anything about the seller at all."
"Which party attacked first that night in the park?" Luke interjected.
The leader said, "I don't know. We checked after we came back, and it wasn't our people who attacked first. But someone said that they saw the Mexican cartel shoot first. "
Looking at Frank, Luke raised his hand and gestured for him to go ahead.
Frank grabbed the man's head, pressed it down on the coffee table, and stomped on it.
Crack!
The chief's neck bone cracked slightly, and he became motionless.
Frank said, "Let's go."
Luke said, "Wait."
As he spoke, he walked to a small freezer and pushed it to the side to reveal a safe.
Frank frowned. "Don't waste time. We don't have the key or the password."
"Give me twenty seconds." Luke had already taken out a string of tools. He quickly fiddled with it a few times to secure it in place before he started to turn the combination.
In less than ten seconds, the safe door opened with a click.
Frank: "… Did Gray Rabbit teach you that?"
Luke was surprised. "He knows how to do that?"
Frank's lips couldn't help twitching. "Yes."
In fact, a certain someone was pretty good at opening safes, but his luck was pretty bad.
The first time he opened a safe, there was only some money inside, and the other documents had nothing to do with their mission.
The second time he tried to steal something, he almost triggered a bomb in the safe. After that, nobody dared to let him open safes again.
Most of the targets they dealt with weren't ordinary gangsters, and it was normal for them to set off bombs in safes.
With Gray Rabbit's skill at picking locks, nobody dared to let him show off, for fear that he would send everyone to heaven one day.
For this, a certain Gray Rabbit was very depressed, and said that God didn't give him a chance to make a fortune.
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