Luke could only chuckle at the banquet.
Santino didn't have deep feelings for his sister. This museum banquet had to be a trap to lure out Night Devil John.
But who cared?
This was nothing more than a show where both parties were willing to hurt each other.
The Dantonio family's museum was on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Luke didn't even need to drive. He simply walked a kilometer in the sewers before he came to the surface and stood not far from the museum.
The drone took off and saw the guests entering the museum one after another.
A large number of bodyguards were patrolling inside and outside the museum. There were about fifty of them.
Looking at the number of people, Luke couldn't help but shake his head. They weren't even professional at acting. Who did they think they were stupid? These bodyguards weren't on the same level as the hitmen from last night. With so few of them, they were definitely crazy to think they could stop the Night Devil.
There was no doubt that this was a trap. So … Of course Luke had to go in and take a look.
But not now.
Luke looked at a room in a building not far away.
He couldn't see it directly, but his Sharp Nose picked up two people.
It wasn't unusual for them to have guns on them, but they also had the smell of the Fraternity's medicinal bath.
Luke had been eyeing it for a long time, and had done a lot of experiments.
He could instantly tell even the slightest hint of the smell.
The hitmen from the Fraternity who had appeared at this time and place, and who were qualified to use the medicinal bath, were definitely important members of the Fraternity. That was already very obvious.
…
"Night Wolf, have you thought about retiring?" a white woman asked the African American man next to her.
The African American man, Night Wolf, was still looking at the museum a hundred meters away. "Why should I retire? And do you think Sloan will let us go at a time like this? White Pigeon, don't think too much. We'll die. "
The white woman, White Pigeon, smiled bitterly. "Scarface is dead, the redback spider is gone, X is missing, and Buffalo is dead. The crosses are hunting us one by one. We were lucky to only be injured this time, but we might not be able to come back alive next time. I'd rather leave early like the redback spider. Maybe I can survive. "
After a brief silence, Night Wolf shook his head. "Leave? To where? We don't know anything except killing people. Also, do you think the high table will let people like us escape control? "
White Pigeon said, "We have money. We can get at least ten million this time. Can't we go anywhere? "
Night Wolf didn't say anything.
The white pigeon looked at him in disappointment.
She understood that Night Wolf was already used to this line of work and subconsciously resisted change.
Of course, it was more likely that he was afraid of the Fraternity and the high table.
But now that the danger was imminent, who knew if the cross would keep an eye on them?
If he didn't leave now, he might not have the chance — dead people didn't have the chance.
However, Night Wolf looked like he didn't want to discuss this topic, so she didn't continue.
It would be easier to discuss the future of the two of them after this mission was over and they received the money.
She thought so.
"People from the Fraternity?" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind them.
Both of them took out their guns without hesitation.
Pa pa!
The bullet hit the wall next to the door. The door was wide open, but there was no one there.
Both of their expressions immediately turned solemn. An expert!
"Don't worry." The voice continued, but it was still from the empty doorway. "Tell me why you're here. I think you're here to kill me. Ten million dollars, right? "
Night Wolf's expression was grave. "John Wick?"
"Hehe." There was no humor in the low chuckle, and it seemed to be in the same tone. "Looks like it. The Fraternity can't even take care of themselves, yet you dare to interfere in my business? "
Neither of them said anything. Looking around, they were already ready to leave the room.
"I'll give you a chance." The voice continued. "Call Sloan and tell him that this is the only time, or the Fraternity will be my enemy."
The white pigeon snorted. "We don't need it."
The voice said, "No, you do. As long as you do as I say, and each of you can dodge a shot from me, I won't chase you anymore. "
Their hearts sank.
The voice had said so much, but they still couldn't find the other party.
The enemy was in the dark, while they were out in the open. They were in an extremely disadvantageous situation.
After a brief silence, Night Wolf suddenly said, "White pigeon, make the call."
Without hesitation, the white pigeon slowly took out her phone and called Sloan. She also repeated "John Wick's" threat.
This wasn't a show of weakness, but a report of their encounter with Night Devil John.
"Very good. You've fought for one last chance for yourselves." After the white pigeon hung up, the voice said, "Now, I'm going to attack."
Night Wolf and the white pigeon instantly reacted.
The tall and strong Night Wolf's heart raced. He activated Physical Outburst and charged out of the room into the hallway.
He was followed by the white pigeon. Both of them had guns in their hands, and their confidence was greatly boosted.
There was no one in the dark hallway. Night Wolf pointed his gun to the right and ran away, while the white pigeon guarded the left side of his back.
"You want to leave? It's too late. " The voice continued to ring out in the room, making the two of them feel rather uncomfortable. They felt as if they were fighting a ghost.
Even Night Wolf's attention couldn't help but shift to the room behind him for a moment.
Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
The next moment, he realized what was wrong — someone had grabbed his hand that was holding the gun in front of him.
A man in tight black clothes appeared in front of him, as if he had been uncloaked.
When he had shifted his attention to the back just now, he had subconsciously looked behind him, and someone had suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye. After so many years as a hitman, he naturally sensed that something was wrong.
Night Wolf reacted very quickly. In Physical Outburst, his strength and reflexes were extraordinary, and he wanted to pull the trigger without hesitation.
At that moment, he felt pain in his finger and his vision blurred.
He couldn't pull the trigger, and it instantly turned into a reverse V shape.
Without waiting for him to cry out in pain, an arm stretched out like a snake. The fingers of the palm were like a knife, stabbing at his Adam's apple before withdrawing.
With a crack, Night Wolf's Adam's apple shattered. From the corner of his eye, he saw the man in black pass under his right armpit.
White pigeon was in danger!
Night Wolf wanted to shout, but his Adam's apple couldn't make a sound. He could only turn around and swing his right fist behind him.
His right arm had just started to move when Luke's right hand, which he had just retracted, punched the back of Night Wolf's head.
Night Wolf was instantly stunned. A moment later, blood slowly oozed out of his orifices.
White pigeon also sensed danger. Her heartbeat instantly broke through the limits of an ordinary person, and she activated Physical Outburst.
Crack! Crack!
Sharp pain came from her shoulders, and her arms drooped down powerlessly. They had been dislocated by the two punches.
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