Tony Stark, for example, could casually instruct the AI program to see through such a low-level disguise.
After all, a simple change in appearance wouldn't be able to change the stress on the joints.
Two people who were ten centimeters apart in height would still use different methods of exertion, even if they were wearing shoes that would raise their height.
Similarly, people who were five centimeters apart in arm strength would also use different methods of combat.
The waist-to-hip ratio and the center of gravity of the body could also be partially restored.
This was also why Luke had always liked to make larger suits — armor that was more than five centimeters thick completely covered up these things.
It was impossible to tell from the outside whether the operator was 1.6 meters or 1.8 meters tall inside a two-meter suit of armor.
The Thousand Faces system was made of nanomaterials, and it was very difficult to achieve the effect of transformation and disguise.
This system was one of the equipment that Luke had to develop.
He would have the ability to replace it sooner or later, but he could provide the Thousand Faces system to his allies so that they could completely disguise their identities.
The risk of serving justice was very high; the original body had to hide.
With the thousand-year system, he and Selina were the only ones in the world who knew their true identities … Hm, maybe there was also a dog.
…
In the Continental Hotel, Santino didn't look too good as he saw off the Fraternity's envoy.
His idea had only partially succeeded.
The Fraternity agreed to send two famous hitmen to deal with Night Devil John, but Santino had to use himself as bait.
Secondly, Santino had to pay the Fraternity ten million dollars in advance, which didn't count as part of the bounty.
Lastly, the two hitmen weren't his bodyguards. They would only lurk around Santino and wait for John to appear. Also, they only had three days.
Not only did Santino have to lure John out in three days, he also had to survive until they attacked. In the end, he still had to rely on his bodyguards to withstand John's first round of attacks.
Santino was extremely dissatisfied with this outcome.
But the Fraternity was very determined, and even showed that they didn't want to take it.
There were also private rumors that the Fraternity had run into a lot of problems in the last six months. It seemed that a lot of their members had died, and they couldn't even take care of themselves.
Perhaps that was why the Fraternity didn't want to take the job.
They were just giving it a try now.
In any case, the bait was Santino, and they only cared about killing.
According to the rules, even if Santino, the client, was killed by Night Devil John, it wouldn't affect the Fraternity getting the bounty.
The 10 million down payment they had asked for in advance was a clear indication of their intentions.
Whether they flinched or failed the mission, the two famous assassins would each get five million.
For a famous assassin, this price was quite tempting.
The short-haired woman looked at the restless Santino and coughed lightly. When he looked over, she gestured.
Santino frowned in thought. "Substitute? John won't be fooled so easily. "
The short-haired woman gestured again.
Santino pondered for a moment. "Changing players midway?"
This was a plan that could be considered.
The current situation was that if he didn't go out, John wouldn't appear.
John was all alone. He didn't even have a wife. There was plenty of time to keep an eye on him. A month or even a year wouldn't matter.
The famous assassins of the Fraternity weren't small fries, but super big shots.
If Santino didn't lure the Night Demon out within three days, they would give up this mission without hesitation.
Santino had to solve the problem in New York.
Otherwise, even if he flew back to Rome, he would still have to be careful of John's assassination.
What was worse was that many people in Rome were loyal to his sister, Jaina. Many of them had even heard rumors that he had hired someone to assassinate Jaina.
When these people saw John, they might just raise their hands and let him in.
Didn't you ask John to kill your sister? Then you might as well have John kill you too. That would be great.
It was safer in New York. This was Santino's territory for a long time, and his subordinates were all hardcore.
He quickly made up his mind and said to the short-haired woman, "Make a plan. Let's … do it tomorrow. Prepare a private jet as well. When the time comes, we'll get a double on the plane and see if we can lure John out. "
The short-haired woman nodded and gestured that it was okay before she went to prepare.
Santino's concerns were right.
If he really dared to fly back to Rome, Luke would definitely chase after him and "deliver the package."
Jaina, who was currently "dead," would definitely open the door for Luke to ensure that Santino died as quickly as possible.
…
Luke didn't know about Santino's "enthusiasm." In the blink of an eye, he had found two "acquaintances" he wasn't too familiar with as opponents.
He simply set up surveillance cameras around the Continental Hotel to lock onto Santino's movements.
In any case, he wasn't afraid that the guy would run back to Rome to die.
New York was peaceful, and Luke and Selina went out to work as usual.
It wasn't until the night two days after the battle in Harlem that Santino, who had been holed up in the Continental Hotel, finally came out.
Luke, who was eating dinner, wasn't in a hurry. He simply pulled up the surveillance footage and continued eating his braised beef noodles as he looked at Selina.
Selina had a high ponytail to prevent her hair from falling into the soup. Noticing the look in his eyes, she found it strange. "What? Do you want me to destroy him? "
Luke was amused.
He wasn't bragging.
Given Santino's current bodyguards, she could easily crush them as long as she put on Beast II.
If it was a symbiotic relationship with Gold Nugget, then … there would be no need.
The dog head might have been eating and watching American dramas every day, but its combat power was off the charts after its symbiotic relationship with Selina.
As long as she had enough imagination, she could transform her body into whips, nets, sticks, hammers, spikes, and even tentacles with a single thought.
Coupled with Luke's high-tech equipment, it would be easy to kill a bunch of professional mercenaries or hitmen in ten seconds.
However, due to the need to train and improve her body, and because she didn't have any hair in her symbiotic form, Selina would only activate this form when she was alone in a closed training room for training. She basically didn't use it when she was out.
Luke said, "Santino is on the move. If this guy takes a plane, you'll have to work hard again. "
Selina said, "I know. Find a few suitable cameras for you to show your face, right?"
Luke nodded. "Yes."
Selina waved her hand. "Go ahead."
Luke said, "Let's talk after we finish the noodles. It's rare for me to make something like this."
Selina thought for a moment and agreed.
It was rare for Luke to specially make "simple noodles" for her and the dog head today, so it wasn't bad to eat it in peace.
After leisurely finishing the noodles, Luke put on John Wick's face, put on his stealth suit, and set off from the underground tunnel.
Santino didn't go straight to the airport. Instead, he went to the D 'Antonio family's private museum in New York to hold a banquet to mourn the death of his sister, Gianna.
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