Had Santino and the bodyguard discovered something? No way.
They were in their own rooms. How could they come out to be with their bodyguards and lackeys?
As someone who didn't lack money, Santino's room was naturally soundproofed. The sound of the tranquilizer pistol couldn't be heard at all.
After doing all that, Luke returned to the surveillance room and removed the hard drive that stored the surveillance footage.
He used the decoder again to open Santino's private room, and the two people inside looked at him in surprise.
At that moment, Luke had already put away his stealth suit.
When he stepped into the room in his signature black suit and swept-back hair, Santino and the short-haired bodyguard's expressions froze before they instantly changed.
Santino was purely terrified, while the short-haired woman's hand quickly reached for the gun at her waist. This was the difference between a behind-the-scenes boss and a soldier.
Pa!
The short-haired woman's right shoulder tilted as a bullet hole appeared in it, and the gun that she had just pulled out fell to the ground.
She staggered a step, and determination flashed in her eyes.
She swiped at her waist with her left hand and grabbed a dagger between her fingers as she charged at Luke.
With a calm expression, Luke lowered his gun and steadily stepped forward.
The short-haired woman let out a short "ha" as she stabbed the dagger at Luke's chest.
Luke raised his empty left hand, as if he wanted to block it.
The short-haired woman's dagger changed direction and stabbed straight at his arm.
Luke's hand, however, was a little faster. He turned from a block to a palm, and he abruptly raised her left hand under her wrist.
Then, he turned his palm into a hook and locked onto her left arm. His body swept past her.
The short-haired woman's arm couldn't help but follow his movements and bend backward.
Crack.
After a light cracking sound, the short-haired woman's left arm hung down. Her left shoulder had been dislocated, and the dagger fell to the ground.
"Stand still and don't move," he ordered casually as he threw her arm away.
The short-haired woman turned her head and glared at him fiercely. She wanted to continue charging, but realized that her body seemed to have another consciousness, and she obediently stood where she was.
Her expression changed, and then revealed a frightened expression.
She was mute, and couldn't even warn Santino when she couldn't move.
In fact, even if she could warn them, it would be useless.
Santino didn't even achieve his goal of becoming a behind-the-scenes boss. He didn't even have the attributes of a hidden boss. He was just a slightly strong, ordinary male.
Luke didn't waste any time. He raised his hand and fired a tranquilizer bullet, and Santino collapsed.
Turning his head to look at the short-haired woman who was glaring at him, he smiled. "Now, tell me your plan …"
…
The hall in front of the museum was filled with laughter and toasts.
Although Young Master Santino's toast was "For my sister," the guests didn't feel sad at all. The hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
These people basically knew that Santino's sister was already dead. In a few days, it would be this young master's turn to inherit the Camorra.
This was undoubtedly a joyous occasion, which was why this young master had called for everyone to "celebrate with the whole world".
However, after Young Master Santino gave a simple 'toast', he stood aside with a faint smile.
Apart from exchanging a few polite words with the guests who came to chat with him from time to time, he had no intention of participating in the party.
He was more like a spectator, and his eyes swept over the passageways around him every now and then.
Beside him, apart from the two hostesses, there were four bodyguards. They were also paying attention to the surroundings and trying to find a possible target.
Thus, when a man in a black suit appeared ten meters away from them and stared quietly at Santino, the bodyguards were stunned.
They hadn't seen this person earlier.
But in the blink of an eye, this person appeared among the guests.
That was how useful Elementary Concealment was.
Santino's lips twitched as he gritted his teeth and said softly, "John Wick!"
His voice was trembling and frightened, but there was no anger on his face.
He wasn't a good actor! Luke shook his head inwardly.
At that moment, the bodyguards behind Santino came back to their senses. They drew their guns and shouted, "He's here."
Luke's hand was as fast as lightning as he drew his pistol from his waist.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Even with John Wick's speed, it was enough to shoot at a distance of ten meters.
The four bodyguards had just drawn their guns, but before they could raise them, they fell to the ground.
The gunshots alarmed everyone, and they subconsciously fled in all directions.
Santino mixed in with the crowd and ran for the back door, praying, Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm just a fake.
In the end, not a single bullet hit him until he followed the crowd out of the hall. Only the sound of gunfire could be heard from the hall behind him.
Luke wasn't in a hurry at all.
That Santino was just a stand-in, and his experience and credit points were worth one or two bodyguards at most.
If he killed them the moment he arrived, the bodyguards might scatter.
In the past, they would have been worried that the Camorra descendants would settle the score later.
Now that Santino had killed his sister Jaina, he would be reincarnated, and the Camorra descendants would be wiped out, and the bodyguards would no longer have any worries.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
The bodyguards outside the basement didn't know about Santino's stand-in plan. They thought that the "Santino" who had escaped was the real deal.
Hearing the stand-in's loud order, they could only rush to the front hall in an attempt to eliminate the assassin.
Luke hid behind a marble lion statue and allowed the bullets to smash it into pieces as he unhurriedly reloaded. He then took out a box and stuffed it into the depression under the lion's stomach.
At that moment, four bodyguards flanked him from both sides.
When the first person on the left popped out, Luke had just finished reloading and switched the gun to his left hand.
Pa!
The head of the person five meters away tilted to the side and he fell like a rag bag.
Luke switched the gun to his right hand.
Pa!
Blood splattered from the foot that had just popped out on the right. A bodyguard screamed as he hugged his leg.
Pa!
The injured bodyguard who was bent over hugging his leg had just popped his head out from behind the marble lion when he died on the spot.
Luke aimed his gun at the front again.
Pa! Pa!
Two bodyguards in white uniforms rushed over from the back of the passageway. They screamed and did a clean somersault in the air before crashing onto the ground.
Luke turned around and faced the stone lion. He quickly retreated and moved his gun left and right.
Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa!
The first two shots hit the two bodyguards on the left and right in the chest, and the last two shots hit them in the head as usual.
When the gunshots rang out, the magazine slipped out when he pressed the release button. The magazine that had already been pulled out was inserted, and the sleeve was back in place.
The entire reloading process took less than a second.
Luke stood up with his slightly bowed body and turned to leave. When he passed the two white-clothed bodyguards who had just fallen, he swung his gun twice.
Pa! Pa!
Their screams immediately stopped, and the exhibition hall returned to peace for the time being.
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