Hmm, alright, the two superheroes above did not use guns.
Luke knew very well that the buyers in the villa probably weren't the real deal, and were probably just subordinates or middlemen.
The young man who was good with guns and cold weapons had a client behind him.
Luke didn't have the time to find and kill the people behind the scenes. After all, he was only on a short trip to Paris.
He had to get rid of the phones later, which was why he had brought them on the yacht.
Now that he had caught someone behind the scenes, it was truly a pleasant surprise.
Thinking that, he sped toward his destination.
… Fine, the yacht couldn't go fast at all.
With more than thirty bodies and ten beautiful girls, it was already good enough that the yacht hadn't sunk. It was impossible for it to go fast.
An hour later, when Luke arrived, he saw a luxury yacht docked at the dock.
It was a real "big" yacht. It was more than twenty meters long and had two floors at the bottom. It could be called a mobile villa.
Clearly, the tycoon boss didn't have a high sense of danger.
But then again, it wasn't a big deal for a head bodyguard to get into a car accident. It wasn't like the tycoon only had one bodyguard.
Luke slowly slid the yacht to the edge of the big yacht and threw a rope over the railing.
Using the rope as leverage, he nimbly jumped up and tied a knot in the rope.
With Sharp Nose, he saw that there was only one bodyguard smoking on the deck.
Luke didn't need to hide at all. He walked up behind him and twisted the man's neck. With a crack, the man collapsed.
Quietly descending from the deck, he effortlessly got rid of the five bodyguards scattered around. The yacht could be considered to have been cleaned up.
When he walked into the most luxurious room, a fat old man sitting on the couch exclaimed in surprise, "Who are you?"
There was no mistaking the voice! It was the man who had called earlier.
Luke didn't bother to say anything. He grabbed the man's head and exerted force, so that the scumbag could see his own back for the first and last time in his life.
The corpses of several people, including the tycoon, were thrown off the small yacht. Then, he carried the ten beautiful girls onto the big yacht and brought them to a large room to stay there. Only then did he start the small yacht and slowly sail away.
After spending almost an hour, he came to a river that he had found yesterday. He confirmed that the cabin door was reinforced and locked before he opened the sea-passage valve.
The boat slowly sank into the dark river, and Luke shot out his grappling hook to pull himself back to shore.
Perhaps one day, this yacht would be discovered, and a shocking case would appear in front of everyone.
But as long as it wasn't this week, or even this night, it was fine.
Watching the yacht completely sink into the water, Luke finally drove the car that he had prepared in advance and left.
After he returned to the tycoon's yacht, Luke started it and sailed slowly on the Seine.
After setting the destination and letting the yacht sail on autopilot, he returned to the big room.
This was the bedroom of that nouveau riche. Not only was it the largest, but it also had the most complete living facilities.
Luke was satisfied that he had gotten rid of those guys without shedding any blood. He was going to stay here for a while longer. It would be too uncomfortable if the villa was covered in blood and thorns.
The ten beautiful girls were still sitting there in a daze.
If they weren't dealt with, they would stay like that for hours.
Luke checked the time. It was already past eleven at night.
He hadn't spent much time in the villa. It had only been forty minutes, mainly because it had taken some time to clean up and take the people away. It had taken him less than fifteen minutes to kill all the security guards and bodyguards.
It had taken him more than two hours to find the tycoon and get rid of the bodies on the small yacht.
Only then did he catch his breath and sit down to rest.
Half an hour later, the yacht arrived at its destination. Luke quietly docked the yacht at an empty berth on the pier and tied a rope to it.
Returning to his room on the yacht, he thought for a moment, then turned on the phone he had been carrying and called the number "dad."
The call was picked up. Luke pressed the play button on his fake phone, and an electronic female voice rang out. "Your daughter, Kim, was kidnapped. I've rescued her. She's on the yacht Azmera in Brent Pier. Come and pick her up as soon as possible."
The person on the other end of the line was stunned. "Who are you?"
"A good man." The electronic female voice continued, "The ten girls were rescued together. In return for rescuing your daughter, please help me contact the families of the other girls."
The person on the other end of the line frowned. "Why?"
The electronic female voice said, "Because I helped you save your daughter. This is what I'm asking for in return."
On the other end of the line, Brian pondered as he listened to the sound of the phone being hung up. He turned the wheel and drove to the address he had just heard.
Half an hour later, Luke saw an SUV rush over from his car in the distance. Brian got out of the car and boarded the luxury yacht.
Yes, Kim's father was Uncle Brian Mills, who had worked as a security guard for Sheerah's concert.
Naturally, Luke had discovered this when he asked Selina to look up the number of the dad on Kim's phone.
According to Kim's call records, she had been talking to Uncle Brian before she and Amanda were kidnapped.
Luke had called this number with a prepaid phone in the morning, and the tracking showed that the phone was in Paris.
Clearly, this Uncle Brian had rushed here overnight after learning that his daughter had been kidnapped.
Luke had already noticed that this uncle wasn't ordinary at Sheerah's concert. He wasn't a regular security guard; he had the style of an elite member of a certain organization.
That was why Luke had asked him to take care of the girls.
Luke waited in the car for half an hour and watched Uncle Brian drive off with his daughter, before he returned to make a call.
Luke was finally reassured when several police cars arrived, and he drove off on the road next to the river in the distance.
At that moment, he was in a relaxed mood.
Mission: Eliminate the gangsters in the auction house and rescue the victims.
Total experience: 2,000. Total credit: 2,000.
Contribution rate: 100. EXP + 2,000. Credit + 2,000.
Mission: Kill the buyers at the scene.
Total experience: 700. Total credit: 700.
Contribution rate: 100. EXP + 700. Credit + 700.
Experience has reached 9,000. The host has leveled up to level 10.
Extra experience points: 4
Inventory function activated. Do you want to activate it?
Mission: Hunt down the boss behind the buyers.
Total experience: 500. Total credit: 500.
Contribution rate: 100. EXP + 500. Credit + 500.
Looking at this harvest, his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.
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