He pressed the release button with both hands at the same time, and the two empty magazines slid out. Luke nimbly hooked the magazines at his waist with his pinky fingers, and his ring finger caught them so that they stood up.
He pressed the two Glocks on the two magazines in turn. After he was done loading, he swiped the Glock on his belt with his right hand, and the sleeve returned to its original position.
Pa!
Next to him, a hitman who was pressing his thigh wound with one hand and trying to raise his gun with the other was shot in the face and fell to the ground.
The Glock in his left hand also swiped past his belt, and the sleeve returned to its original position.
Pa!
Another hitman who had been shot in the butt was shot in the neck, and his struggling body stopped moving.
Then, scattered gunshots echoed in the open space of the factory.
Finishing off the gunshots was a job to clean up the mess.
Luke had never been careless about this.
Accompanied by the unhurried gunshots, the screams and pleas of the hitmen quickly died down, until there was no more sound.
…
In the Continental Hotel, Santino was dumbfounded as he looked at the drone image. "WTF!"
Stunned for a moment, he abruptly stood up. "Impossible. He's already seriously injured. How can he still be so strong? Wait, why isn't this guy limping anymore … F * ck, he's faking his injury! "
Halfway through his sentence, he realized something. He had done this kind of thing many times, but he had never expected John Wick to do this.
When he realized that, his face turned green and red, and he was both angry and annoyed.
On the side, the short-haired woman clapped her hands to attract his attention, and gestured with her hands.
Santino's expression changed drastically. "The Fraternity's gunfighting? That's impossible. He can't join us and the Fraternity at the same time. The high table doesn't allow that. "
The short-haired woman frowned and thought for a moment before she gestured again.
Santino said, "Are you saying that it's similar to gunfighting, but not exactly the same?"
At that point, he looked at the image and replayed the video with the remote control.
After watching it several times, he nodded. "That's true. His speed and strength aren't as good as the Fraternity's hitmen. It's just that his movements are too precise and fast, which is why he's so lethal."
The short-haired woman nodded and gestured again.
Santino paced back and forth. "Get the Fraternity to deal with him? Hmm, that's fine. Those guys kept a close eye on their own family's background. If he told them that John Wick had learned the Fraternity's gunfighting skills, even curve shooting, they would definitely come after him. No matter who wins or loses, there will be a bigger conflict. At that time, I may have the opportunity to go to Rome and complete the succession ceremony. "
Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. "Let's do that."
The short-haired woman coughed lightly and gestured to him.
"Right, we still have to get someone to collect the corpse first." Santino nodded with an ugly expression. He took out his phone and dialed a number. "I'm Santino. Yes, Santino D'Antonio. I still need to make a reservation … "
He looked at the short-haired woman and saw her gesture a number. His heart sank, but he continued, "Dinner for sixty to eighty people. I'll send you the address immediately. You only have one hour …"
…
Pa!
On the roof behind the factory, Luke put his gun back into his armpit and looked at the drone a hundred meters up in the sky, before he disappeared into the darkness.
On a nearby rooftop, four blinded snipers couldn't leave in time, and were all shot in the head.
Although these hitmen weren't a family tonight, they were better than one. Finally, they were all in one piece.
Very soon, Luke entered New York's sewer system and headed north with ease.
Tonight, he had left the bodies of seventy-five hitmen in Harlem, but he had no intention of cleaning up the mess.
Just as he wiped out the last group of assassins, the remaining assassins who had escaped the net suddenly scattered like birds and beasts.
At the same time, the patrol cars that had rushed over stopped at an intersection five hundred meters away from the battle zone and set up a blockade.
According to the police radio, HQ had given the order for the patrol officers to seal off the area to prevent innocent passersby from trespassing.
Also, because the criminals were fierce and their numbers were unknown, the matter was left to the ESU to handle.
Of course, the patrol officers didn't have any objections. Not everyone, including the police, liked to charge into a gunfight.
Compared with the ESU, the patrol officers were more responsible for daily law and order, and it was easy for them to suffer heavy casualties when faced with professional criminals.
At first glance, this order seemed reasonable.
But at the same time, the ESU team that was rushing over received another order. They were to wait for the other teams to arrive before entering under the command of the chief captain.
The result of these two orders was that not a single police officer approached the factory for hundreds of meters.
Thinking for a moment, Luke realized that the High Dais Table had made a move.
The major organizations of the dark side world were indeed not simple. They could actually influence NYPD's operations in secret and make time and space for the cleanup later.
Of course, it wasn't realistic to say that High Desk could order the police around at will. It was more likely that both sides were taking what they needed.
High Desk wanted to clean up any traces of his organization's actions to avoid widespread public attention.
NYPD, on the other hand, watched from the sidelines. Not only did they avoid heavy losses, but they also made this earth-shattering case "unsubstantiated." Everyone was happy.
Realizing that, Luke no longer bothered with cleaning up the mess.
Most of the scenes of Night Devil John killing the hitmen in the final battle in front of the factory had been captured by drones.
The pile of corpses was numbered, and the drones were still monitoring them from the sky.
Of course, Luke wouldn't use his inventory and let the other party take pictures of the corpses disappearing into thin air.
Dealing with corpses and spatial abilities were both V's trademarks.
More than twenty killers in New Jersey had died under surveillance. Together with the seventy-five people in Harlem, the number of killers who had died was over a hundred.
In Luke's Space 1, more than forty hitmen's bodies had been stuffed into it without anyone noticing.
Thus, the actual number of casualties among the hitmen that High Desk had sent tonight was 148.
Less than ten of these hitmen had more than 200 experience and credit points, while most of them had more than 300 experience and credit points. A small number of them had more than 400, and five of them had more than 500. They had contributed more than 61000 experience and credit points.
At that moment, the system displayed: Host's experience: 250600/300000.
Credit points: 266600.
Including the "first half" in Rome a few days ago, Santino's battle for the head of the Camorra family had already earned Luke nearly 100,000 experience and credit points.
High Desk was indeed a super dungeon!
Also, this was a chain dungeon.
After the first and second halves, there was still overtime.
Santino and his bodyguards would also earn a lot of experience and credit points.
Even if it took a lot of time to earn 100,000 experience and credit points in one incident, it was still extremely rare.
At the moment, the experience needed to level up to 18 was almost full, but could the 500,000 experience needed to level up to 19 also fall on High Desk?
Luke thought happily as he found an exit and crawled out of the sewer.
After walking a few dozen meters, he entered a safe house and changed his clothes. He cleaned up the smell on his body, then drove the car from the safe house back to the lab.
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