Luke admired people who did things for money. After all, he was rich.
It was silent the whole way.
The bearded pilot didn't say anything. He didn't even look back as he flew the plane in silence. Every now and then, his foot would unconsciously touch the spot where he stuffed the money in.
Five hundred thousand dollars for a single flight!
He only wanted to say one thing about this kind of job: Please come to me again next time.
Thanks to the magic of money, at 2: 22 pm, the bearded pilot finally said, "We're less than ten minutes away. Get ready to jump."
Luke hummed a response and put on a parachute next to him.
The bearded pilot continued flying. Five minutes later, he reminded Luke again, "We're above the coordinates."
Luke put away the fake phone in his hand. "The money's yours." He then got up and was about to open the cabin door.
The bearded pilot said, "Wait."
The next moment, he bent down and extended a hand with a card between two fingers. "This is my card. Contact me directly next time you have a job like this."
Luke casually accepted the card. "Okay. But I hate talkative people the most, got it? "
The bearded pilot smiled soundlessly.
He wouldn't have bothered to say that if it wasn't for the money. How could he not be tight-lipped?
Luke opened the cabin door with one hand and jumped out with the dollar, who was wearing goggles, in the other.
Only then did the bearded pilot loosen his grip on the gun on his back, crawl into the backseat, and close the cabin door.
He quickly turned the plane around and set it on autopilot. He heaved a long sigh of relief. "Damn it. I thought he was going to kill me with that last sentence."
As he mumbled to himself, he took out the bag of cash from the driver's seat and examined them with a device. He smacked his lips. "They're all real. There's not even a single fake bill? This guy … seems to be a trustworthy person. "
He had been in this business for a long time, and it wasn't unusual for customers to be generous when they paid, only to find that there were fake bills mixed in with the ten thousand dollars.
The question was whether the customers had put the bills in themselves, or whether the customers hadn't recognized them as fake bills.
There was no way he would pick on a customer for a few hundred dollars.
Now, there was actually a customer who had paid two hundred thousand dollars without a single fake bill. This was worth cherishing.
This was a good customer! Touching the stack of bills, he sighed in his heart.
On Luke's side, a few seconds after he jumped out of the plane, he put the parachute back into his inventory and put on a triangular object.
Dollar had been fastened to a noose in front of his chest and was looking around curiously.
Looking at the rapidly decreasing distance on his watch, Luke pressed a button on his right wrist.
The next moment, the triangular object on his back suddenly unfolded, and two pitch-black wings appeared.
Luke abruptly stopped falling and slid sideways. He turned into a shadow in the night sky as he swiftly dove toward his target on the surface of the sea.
This was an experimental product that he had created. It was inspired by a certain grandpa who liked to use money.
However, a certain grandpa's cloak also had the function of looking cool, and he deliberately made it look like bat wings.
Luke's wings were only practical. They were simple and didn't look fancy at all.
Well, it wasn't that he didn't want to be flashy, but he wasn't as rich as a certain grandpa, and he didn't have that much time to waste on styling.
Besides, it wasn't a cloak, but something similar to a hang glider, and it had some of the characteristics of a flying suit.
Luke hadn't created it to look at the scenery from the sky. Naturally, the faster, the better.
Thus, its advantage was that it was much faster than a regular hang glider. Luke could even land directly without a parachute.
The disadvantage was that it was very difficult to operate. Only someone like Luke, who had extraordinary Dexterity, Quick Reflex, and Physical Outburst, could easily control it and land safely.
Wearing the triangular wings, Luke flew through the night sky at a high speed toward the only brightly lit spot on the dark sea — the Atlantic cruise liner.
Looking at the cruise liner that was quickly approaching, Gold Nugget suddenly said, "You're not going to crash into it, are you?"
Luke said, "I'm a human being, not a rocket landing capsule."
Gold Nugget asked, "Do you need my help?"
Luke's mind raced, but he still agreed. "Sure. I'll slow down when we reach the top of the cruise liner. Remember, don't make too much noise when you land. "
Gold Nugget said, "No problem. Leave it to me."
This job is worth at least five thousand dollars, right? The dog head pondered.
Luke quickly approached the top of the cruise liner at over a hundred kilometers per hour. He stood up at a suitable distance and did a cobra maneuver.
At the same time, he pressed another button, and the triangular wings unfolded a second time to turn into a parachute.
Gold Nugget reacted very quickly. The moment Luke slowed down, it shot out two thick golden tentacles.
The moment the two tentacles touched the cruise ship, they spread out like a spider web and covered a large part of the top of the cruise ship, evenly distributing all of Luke's momentum to the surface of the ship.
At the same time, something that looked like a tray appeared on Gold Nugget's back to support Luke's body.
Luke pressed a button on his wrist, and the triangular wings on his back quickly folded back to their original state. He then landed without a sound.
Putting the triangular wings back into his inventory, he couldn't help but pat the dog head with a smile.
This dog head's ability was really useful. It was perfect as a support.
Gold Nugget seemed to sense his rare intimacy. It nudged his hand with its head, but didn't make a sound.
It was here to make a lot of money today. It couldn't give Luke a chance to deduct its pay.
Patting the dog head with a smile, Luke took out his fake phone and switched to map mode, instantly finding Robert's location.
He sent Robert a message: "Are you?
you
ok？”
Looking at Robert's instant reply, Luke chuckled.
There was only one sentence on the screen: "If reinforcements don't arrive soon, I'll surrender."
Luke could totally imagine how aggrieved Robert must have been when he sent that message.
"We'll be there soon," he replied briefly as he started running.
At the same time, he said to the dog head in his arms in a low voice, "Help me land like just now."
It had to be said that Gold Nugget's method of cushioning the landing was really convenient, simple, and quiet.
Gold Nugget nodded hard to show that it was okay, and inwardly added another five thousand dollars to its pay.
With the help of Gold Nugget's landing cheat, Luke reached the top floor not far away in a few leaps. He gestured at Gold Nugget with his hands, and it nodded in response.
He sent Robert a message on his phone: "Open the door in ten seconds." Then, he raised three fingers in front of the dog head and curled them up one by one.
The moment he retracted all three fingers, he nimbly jumped off the top floor and quickly descended.
.。 m.
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