The real idiot was Iosef from the Tarasov family.
Iosef was also a second-generation heir, but not only had he risked his life for a car and a dog, he had also sacrificed a large number of his father Vigo's people. He was truly a scammer.
As for Santino … Hm, after all, he was fighting for the position of family head, and could be considered an ambitious and ruthless person.
If he succeeded, he would be a true ambitious and ruthless person.
Thus, the difficult part of Luke's plan this time was acting.
How to make the other party think that they could kill Night Devil John with a little more effort and persevere in sending out a large number of experience and credit points — ah, no, a large number of criminals and killers — all depended on Luke's acting skills.
Fortunately, his acting skills had improved rapidly over the past year. He might not be an Oscar winner, but he was at least an experienced actor.
It wasn't a big problem for him to act like he was in imminent danger and would die in a few more blows.
However, professional blood bags and makeup props were indispensable. If necessary, he could pretend to be injured.
Of course, he wouldn't really be injured, nor would he leave behind any drop of his blood, because it might be taken for testing.
John's blood, fingerprints, and irises were all on file at the Continental Hotel. As long as they were compared, Night Devil's top-notch identity would have to be wiped out.
It was still the same: be fully prepared; safety first.
In the evening, after checking his equipment in his room, Luke unhurriedly put on a black shirt, carefully tied a black tie, and secured it with a tie clip.
He also put two Glock pistols into his armpit holsters.
This kind of gun was fast and stable, and had enough bullets. It was more practical than other pistols to kill ordinary unprotected criminals.
He picked up the suit on the bed and put it on. After tidying himself up in front of the mirror, he looked left and right.
The man in the mirror had long, loose hair that was combed back with styling gel. He was wearing a brand-new black suit and shiny leather shoes.
Luke nodded in satisfaction. It was obvious that he was a decent person.
Grabbing a flat bag from the table, he pushed the door open and left.
When he drove off in the hotel car, a short-haired woman looked at the car's taillights and sent out a text message: Night Devil has arrived at his destination.
Santino, who was far away in the United States, opened the message and looked at it. He put away his phone and silently looked at the statue before him. He took a deep breath and said, "Night Demon, don't disappoint me."
The car drove for more than 40 minutes in the night and stopped beside a road at the foot of a mountain.
Luke got out of the car with his bag and quickly walked up the hill, soon disappearing into the darkness.
The D 'Antonio Family's manor was located on a gentle hillside.
Its main body was an ancient castle built on the hillside. Later on, it was remodeled and expanded, becoming the ancestral land of the Dantonio family.
According to tradition, Dantonio's succession ceremony as the new patriarch would be held in this special ancestral land.
As a historical site, the part of D 'Antonio Manor that belonged to the ancient castle still existed.
This was especially so for the underground. Not only did the Dantonio Family not destroy it, they even invested a considerable amount of money into protective maintenance.
After all, this was a historical site that represented the Dantonio Family's long history and the family's ancient nobility — at least, that was what the Dantonio Family thought.
This ancestral land couldn't be allowed to collapse due to old age, nor could it be allowed to lose the shadow of the ancient building. The more ancient parts were destroyed, the more impressive it would become, and the Dantonio Family's history would become a joke.
Although there weren't many historical blueprints of this ancient castle, the Continental Hotel did have one.
Following the route planned out on the blueprints, Luke soon climbed up the hillside where there was no road. Halfway up, he walked through the gaps between the buildings until he entered a small door in a remote corner. That was the basement of the castle.
This was the safe house where the castle owners lived during ancient wars.
They could wait here for their knights to fight the enemy, and then slowly decide whether they would resist to the death or turn around and escape through the underground tunnels.
There were also fixed guards and patrolling guards nearby, but John Wick's Elementary Stealth was really useful.
Luke tried it out and slipped through the shadows.
Even though the fixed guards were only five meters away from him, they still didn't notice that someone was sneaking in.
It had to be said that Elementary Stealth was indeed very powerful.
Even if it wasn't powerful on its own, it was a top-notch support ability for existences like Night Devil John and Luke, who had great lethality. It was a must-have for sneaking in, killing, and robbing people.
After entering the basement, Luke's movements became even more leisurely.
There were only a few necessary lights here, and shadows were everywhere. It was the best place to use Elementary Stealth.
The polarizing mirror projected the location of the surveillance cameras. Luke checked the terrain that was suitable for combat as he moved forward easily.
If it were John himself, the surveillance cameras would have been a little troublesome.
But for Luke, it was easy for him to interfere with the surveillance cameras and make them freeze for half a second.
Even if someone really was sitting in front of the surveillance cameras, they wouldn't be able to see him pass through.
Just like that, he made his way to the main building as if he were taking a stroll.
It was the day before the inauguration ceremony, and there was a lively reception in the garden outside the manor.
There were singers, bands, and people chatting everywhere. They were all here to celebrate the soon-to-be-born Queen of the Camorra.
The would-be queen, Jaina, had just sent away a big shot from another family. She was about to return to her room to take a shower and rest for an hour before she went out to entertain more guests.
Unlike the magnificent modern living room, the bathroom was a dark, high-arched room.
It was more than a hundred square meters in size, and most of the furnishings were very old. The bathing equipment was an antique stone bath that had existed for hundreds of years.
The reason why the room was so big was to leave room for the huge bathing pool with three stone steps around it.
Standing in front of the mirror, Jaina looked at her exhausted self and smiled self-deprecatingly. "If you want to wear a crown, you have to bear its weight. What a blissful worry! "
As she spoke, she took off her snow-white high-collared fur coat, revealing a silver-white sequined fishtail dress.
At twenty-six, she was no longer a little girl, but with enough money and careful maintenance, she looked like a woman in her early twenties. She still retained the pride unique to women.
But she wiped the corner of her eyes and shook her head regretfully. "I'm afraid I'll have a few more crow's feet this time."
Although the position of head of the family and the twelve Masterminds had been settled after the inauguration ceremony, she still had more things to deal with.
For example, she had to get rid of the twelve Masterminds who wanted to take advantage of the Camorra's interests. She also had to deal with her troublesome brother, Santino.
Conservatively speaking, it would take at least two to three months for everything to be settled.
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