Seeing Luke and Selina standing in front of them, the five young men from the home improvement company felt a chill run down their spines. Damn it, why were these two here?
Charlie and Raqael, the two loudmouths, had long spread the word that Luke and Selina were "bigshots of assassins."
Although nobody might take it seriously, when they faced Luke and Selina, they inexplicably recalled the rumors of "killing people like flies," and instantly felt uneasy.
Charlie and Raqael subconsciously said, "Boss, we're not the ones causing trouble this time …"
Luke raised his hand to stop them. "Let me take a look at your hands."
The two of them obediently did as they were told.
Luke examined their hands for a moment. In fact, he had already scanned them with the Gucci Magic Mirror, and confirmed that they really only had ordinary dislocated elbows, and didn't have any more serious injuries.
He nodded. "Charlie, come with me first. I have something to ask you. Ben, look after them here. "
Ben nodded, but looking at Charlie, who looked like he wanted to die, he couldn't help but say, "Luke, he's still a child."
"Yes, I'm just asking about the situation," Luke replied calmly.
Selina turned her face away and shrugged.
Someone had told her this joke before.
Trembling, Charlie, who was "still a child," followed Luke to a corridor where there weren't many people.
He lowered his head and stole a glance at Luke as he stammered, "Boss, we … we really were just beaten up. It wasn't a fight."
Luke nodded and suddenly turned his head. "Huh, why isn't that female patient wearing pants?"
Charlie reflexively followed his line of sight, only to see a nurse in her forties, weighing at least 180 pounds, walk by.
More importantly, weren't she wearing pants? Charlie was stumped.
At that moment, he suddenly felt his arm being lifted, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain. "Huh?"
He immediately turned around and saw that Luke had just put down his dislocated arm. He immediately sobbed. "Boss, I was wrong. Please let me go. I still need it to move bricks."
Selina snickered on the side.
The nurse looked over strangely, but didn't see anything wrong. She pushed the cart away again.
Luke said calmly, "Try to move your arm. Don't use too much force. We'll have the doctor fix your arm later. Also, you'll be taking a month's paid leave from now on. You can go back to work after you've recovered. "
Charlie was stunned, but he immediately moved his arm. "Eh, it really doesn't hurt anymore?"
Seeing that the guy was stupidly moving his hand faster and faster, Luke casually slapped him on the head. "If you want it to get used to dislocating in the future, keep doing this. If you still want to work in the company, you'll have no choice but to be an accountant."
Charlie stopped what he was doing.
Accounting? That was f * cking terrible! His girlfriend had recently been learning the basics from Karen, and the books she brought home were so heavy that they could crush someone to death.
If he had to read so many books, he might as well die.
Luke then said to Selina, "Get Raqael here."
Charlie's muddled mind suddenly became clear. "Boss, are you going to reattach Raqael's broken arm too?"
Luke was speechless. "It's just a dislocated joint, not a hand."
Charlie chuckled. "More or less. We can't move anyway."
Luke couldn't be bothered to talk to this guy.
Charlie, on the other hand, took out his phone and got into position, ready to go.
Luke knew what the guy was up to, and didn't stop him. He simply turned his back to Charlie's phone.
Thus, Charlie successfully filmed his good friend Raqael's high-energy performance.
To put it simply, when Raqael came over, he was as depressed as if he were going to the execution ground.
When Luke said that a female patient wasn't wearing pants, he was as excited as if he were going to a nightclub.
When he reattached the dislocated arm, it finally turned into a slaughterhouse.
When he finally realized that his arm was fine, he laughed like a 200-pound fool.
It was Luke who stopped the two idiots from playing around and brought them back.
Ten minutes later, Foggy and Selina arrived.
Everyone sat in a corner of the waiting hall and talked about how Charlie and Selina had been beaten up.
Unlike the others, Luke, Selina and Lawyer Matt were a little suspicious.
It was indeed fortunate that Charlie and Raqael had only dislocated their elbows and not broken bones.
But as experts in combat, the three of them knew that dislocating a person's arm without any additional damage definitely wasn't something an ordinary person could do.
Not to mention that Charlie and Selina had been dislocated by the same man.
The other three had been beaten to the ground by the other man to the point of vomiting. That wasn't normal either.
This method of hitting the three of them in the abdomen was clearly very professional. It was also painful at the time, but there weren't any major injuries afterwards.
The two burly men were most likely professional fighters, so why would they attack Charlie and his group of idiots? Why would they only be in pain and not injured?
Unless they didn't want to cause trouble and didn't want to waste time with Charlie and the others! All three of them thought of this.
However, that was all.
New York was calm on the surface, but there was a strange storm brewing behind the scenes.
Batman, Iron Man, Catwoman, V, Big Dipper, Wade, and even the undying monster were all being targeted.
People who could target these superpowers naturally couldn't be ordinary people, and they wouldn't do things openly.
The three of them realized that something was wrong, but it was completely useless.
This kind of groundless information happened every day in New York, and it was impossible to investigate.
At the moment, Ben could only keep an eye on these kids. Those who needed treatment were treated, hospitalized, and those who needed leave were taken.
Selina reported the case to the front desk and asked the patrol officers to keep an eye out. Maybe they could find the two people in the truck.
Unfortunately, Charlie and Raqael didn't have a car recorder in their car, and it would take some effort to find the truck.
The reason why these kids didn't turn on the driving recorder was very simple. It was because the entire "conversation" between Charlie and his girlfriend in the car had been recorded. Then, Raqael had learned it and performed a "reenactment" in front of everyone.
The key was that in the recorded "conversation," Charlie's combat strength had "decreased."
Charlie wasn't shy at the time, but flew into a rage.
From then on, Charlie was wary of Raqael, while Raqael was afraid that Charlie would "pay him back in his own coin."
The two of them often turned off the recorder in the car, and would occasionally forget to turn it on.
Luke didn't even want to get angry when he asked for the strange reason.
They were protecting their privacy, and strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with that.
But in the end, Luke could only check the surveillance cameras on the nearby roads himself, and couldn't trouble Elizabeth.
After all, Charlie and the others were only slightly injured, which wasn't a big deal compared to a bunch of people who had died recently.
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