"Wait, they're my targets," said the man in the pink-blue T-shirt in a low voice.
Luke shrugged. "Sorry, they're my targets too. So … let's see who's faster."
As he spoke, he opened a door and charged in, before he came out with two clangs.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt was furious. "Are you trying to steal my work?" He drew a long knife from his back and charged into another room.
After two subtle puffs, he came out with the long knife in his hand dripping with blood. "I know how to do it too."
Luke glanced at him before he pushed the door open again and entered the next room.
Clang!
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt was furious. "I'll kill you!"
As he spoke, he also entered the next room. Pu! Pu!
In less than two minutes, the two of them cleaned up the rooms on the third floor.
The third floor was like a dormitory. Most of the rooms were occupied, and there was more than one person.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt said proudly, "Fifteen to twelve. I'm only three away. You … F * ck! Don't run. "
As he spoke, Luke jumped down to the second floor and killed two criminals who were guarding it.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt chased after him, and they split the rooms evenly at the top of the stairs, each clearing half.
In the end, they finished at almost the same time.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt said, "Haha, it's a tie. Twenty to twenty."
Luke shrugged. He had three fewer people in his room, but it wasn't because he was slower.
Besides, he hadn't done his best, which wasn't necessary.
Tonight was going to be a busy night.
His original plan for another major missing persons case wasn't going to work.
While the man in the pink-blue T-shirt was talking nonsense, Luke jumped down from the first floor and knocked a criminal away with a baseball bat.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt glared at him. "Are you the only one who can throw weapons? I can too. "
Swoosh!
The long saber in his hand flew out and nailed another criminal to the wall.
Amused, Luke slowly grabbed a knife from the table and flicked his wrist.
Swoosh!
A criminal who had been watching TV and happened to turn around at the sound was hit in the head and fell on his back.
The man in the pink-blue T-shirt was stumped. "Ah, you …"
Then, Luke picked up another knife from the table.
Whoosh!
The second bandit had just stood up and opened his mouth to shout. His hand had also reached for the gun on his waist, when he was stabbed in the throat.
"You! Liar! Naughty! "The pink-blue t-shirt was furious." How can you have a knife? "
Luke spread his hands, as if saying, "That's just how awesome I am."
He gritted his teeth and pulled out the gun at his waist.
Bang! Bang!
Hearing the commotion, the two criminals who poked their heads out to check had their heads split open and collapsed to the ground.
"It's a tie again!" The man in the pink-blue t-shirt glared at him provocatively. "Who told you to cheat? Isn't it good for everyone to compete with cold weapons? "
Luke shook his head and unholstered the guns on his thighs.
Both inside and outside the house were alarmed by the two gunshots just now. Tonight's matter was destined to be a big deal.
Pa pa! Pa pa!
Luke opened fire at the same time and killed the two criminals who had dared to push open the door.
T-Shirt was shocked. "How can you use two guns? I only used one gun. "
The main reason was that he had only brought one gun and one knife, which was enough for a normal mission.
But now, it was a pain in the ass, because Luke had two guns that could fire very quickly. Pa pa!
Pa! Pa!
Two criminals who had leaned over to the window to look into the hall fell.
Luke tilted his head and looked at the pink-blue t-shirt not far away. He suddenly raised his hand and held up four fingers.
T-Shirt gnashed his teeth. "How dare you cheat like this?! Ahhhhh! "
Shouting, he rushed over and grabbed the gun from one of the criminals' bodies. He smashed through the floor-to-ceiling glass in the hall and broke into the courtyard. Pa!
Pa! Pa! Bang! Bang!
Ahhhhhh!
There was the sound of intense gunfire. The man in the pink and blue T-shirt simply ran around outside the building with two guns in his hands and killed all the criminals who had heard the gunfire one by one.
Luke smiled and dashed out to grab experience and credit points.
In the courtyard, the man in the pink-blue t-shirt shouted every now and then, "Twenty-eight to thirty. I'm catching you."
"Thirty-two to thirty-three. Only one left."
"Damn it. Thirty-five to thirty-six."
In less than two minutes, the guards outside were all wiped out.
Luke put his guns back into their holsters with great interest and stared at the swearing man in the pink-blue t-shirt not far away.
"Damn it! What the f * ck! Why is nobody here? Don't you have a lot of people in Black Bones? Why are you all dead so quickly? You bunch of trash! Ahhhhh! "A bandit whose head had been blown off in front of him was grabbed by the neck by the neck and shook crazily.
Luke unhurriedly took out his fake phone, typed and played: "Forty to forty-one."
The man in the pink-blue t-shirt howled and jumped up. "I won't admit defeat so easily." He then ran up and climbed up the wall on the second floor.
Ten seconds later, there was the sound of a gunshot in a room on the fourth floor, and the window opened.
The gangster boss's black head was pressed out of the window, and there was a hole in it.
The man in the big mask laughed as he pressed the black head down. "Haha, forty-one to forty-one! It's a tie. I, Wei … well, I'm the best hitman. I never lose. "
Luke had no choice but to type something on his phone and play it. "A reminder. Just now, you promised me that you'd get his secret account, and we'd split the money."
The window on the fourth floor suddenly fell silent. A moment later, the black head was thrown back, and the man in the pink-blue t-shirt covered his head with both hands. "Damn it! I forgot that it's a lot of money. "
Luke smiled and played it again. "That's right. You owe me a lot of money now, Mr. Best Hitman."
The man in the pink-blue t-shirt fell to his knees in front of the window in despair. "God, why should I compete with you? Isn't money the most important thing? "
Suddenly, he raised his head and grabbed the windowsill. He slowly stuck half his head out and glared at Luke. "Are you a devil? Why do you want to compete with me? "
Luke shrugged and typed, "I never said I wanted to compete with you. You said it yourself."
The man in the pink-blue t-shirt hummed and recalled everything that had happened just now, only to realize that he was the one who had started the competition. The other party had only said that they were going to clean up the criminals.
Was it his fault? No, that wasn't right! It had to be this world's fault! He mumbled to himself.
"Mr. Best Hitman, you won't go back on your word, will you?" Luke continued to play what he had just typed.
The man in the pink-blue t-shirt stuck his head out again with a conflicted expression. "What do you mean?"
"Boss has at least a million dollars in Dore's secret account. According to our agreement, I should get half a million dollars. Now, are you going to give me the money? "Luke played the voice again.
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