There was no telling if it was because no one from the Fraternity went to the Continental Hotel to make money, or if Weasel's ability to gather intelligence was limited.
After all, a famous hitman from the Fraternity was even more "bunker" than the guy whom Luke had just killed, unless Weasel had a better description.
At that moment, Selina came out of the shower and sat on the couch.
Looking at the information on the virtual screen, she asked, "What did you find?"
Luke said, "First of all, the information Weasel gave me is still useful, so I won't deal with him for the time being. Second, his information is all ordinary stuff, worth ten thousand dollars at most, so I'll still deal with him. "
Selina burst out laughing. "Why do you have to deal with him?"
Luke took a sip of his tea and said, "Because I gave him twenty thousand dollars without hesitation. If I don't want him to give me even worse information next time and ask for a higher price, I have to leave a deep impression on him. He's much more shameless than Wade. "
Selina was surprised. "More shameless than Wade? You can't be that exaggerating, right? "
Luke said, "Okay, only when it comes to the mission. Wade took the money, so he'll at least do what he promised. Weasel, the middleman, doesn't have that awareness. "
Selina recalled how Wade had protected the Cohen sisters in a motorboat against the gunfire. She had to admit that although he was shameless, he did have professional ethics.
"What do we do next?" she asked.
Luke said, "Work, investigate cases, and eat and drink. We have to give these people time to show up. Daredevil just so happened to jump out. I'm sure they'll be very excited. "
Selena agreed with him.
Big Daddy and Hit-Girl had gone on vacation. Luke had already informed them about the bounty and told them to rest for a few months.
She and Luke hadn't shown up in the past two days, waiting for the mantis to stalk the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Of the five targets on the bounty, only Daredevil, who had recovered from his injuries, came out after the bounty was issued.
In two or three days, these hitmen would only be more active in their search for targets, and wouldn't leave.
In fact, if Matt hadn't appeared, Luke would have quickly shown up in two days and then quickly left to maintain the hitmen's "passion for work."
Now that Lawyer Matt had jumped out and taken a bullet, this step was naturally omitted.
After the two finished chatting, they went to work and training respectively.
Not long ago, when Matt was being chased by the hitmen, someone in an apartment building in Harlem was on the phone. "Stan, they said there's a problem with the goods from last time. They want to talk to you face to face."
"Talk about what? If you want to buy it, buy it. If not, scram. " With one arm in a sling, Norman Stansfield was rummaging through his house. "Hmm, where's my Beethoven vinyl record?"
The person on the other end of the phone smiled bitterly. "Shidan, you have to come. Otherwise, they will deduct 10% of our stock to make up for the difference from last time."
"How long has it been since the last transaction?" Norman paused for a moment. "Cash in hand, goods in hand. This is the rule! McGee, tell them to pay up if they don't want to die. "
On the other end of the phone, McGee looked at the scalpers who had their hands on the handles of their guns. Feeling bitter, he covered the receiver. "He doesn't sleep well. He'll be very angry when he's woken up. Don't worry."
After barely calming down the scalpers, McGee walked to a corner of the room and removed his hand from the receiver. He said in a low voice, "Norman, the Internal Affairs Division has already informed us that they're going to investigate us. We can't cause any more trouble at a time like this! Otherwise, everyone will be finished. "
Pausing for a moment, he continued, "Listen to me. Come over and solve the problem. Then, you can take a few days of sick leave. That's good for everyone."
Norman, whose arm was still hurting from the gunshot, wanted to curse, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: These guys are getting more and more disobedient! I'd better go and take a look. If they make any more noise, I'll kill them like that short fatty Randolf.
As soon as this thought appeared, he relaxed.
Killing them would be great. It would be easy and straightforward! In any case, this wasn't the only one who could sell the goods.
With that in mind, Norman found his gun and drove to Harlem.
Twenty minutes later, he walked into a room on the ground floor of the apartment building.
One of the criminals wanted to search him, but Norman grabbed his finger and twisted it. "This is my new suit. Get lost."
With a cracking sound, the bandit let out a blood-curdling scream and retreated two steps with his arms folded.
Everyone in the room frowned.
But the criminal leader was silent for a moment. He waved his hand, and the four subordinates behind him put down their guns.
Norman walked up to him. "Alright, Gusman. I'm here. You can say what you have to say. "
Gusman said coldly, "Norman, we heard that you killed Randolf's family."
Norman smiled a little mysteriously. "Why, do you want to avenge him?"
Gusman shook his head. "No, it has nothing to do with us even if he dies a few times. But I heard that he was unlucky because he swallowed your goods, right? "
Norman said, "Yes, but I didn't kill his entire family. His daughter happened to be away, so I couldn't kill her too."
Gusman's expression didn't look good. "Randolf had a deal with you. In the end, as soon as he swallowed your goods, the 99% purity we wanted became 90% purity. Norman, don't you think it's a little coincidental? "
Norman was still smiling strangely. "It's the rule of the trade that you pay for the goods in person. I sell tons of goods every year, and no one has ever dared to play tricks after the fact. How many times have you taken goods from me? Don't you understand? "
Gusman gritted his teeth. "Norman, we've been doing business for seven or eight years. I didn't check them one by one because I trusted you. Are you going to scam me like this?"
Huaxin said, "Maybe you heard the news and wanted to use this opportunity to extort money from me?
You said it yourself, I've never scammed you before, so why would I scam you this time? " Gusman said, "Norman, don't play this game with me.
Gusman said, "Norman, don't play with me. Norman tilted his head and stared at him. "Do you want your entire family to die like Randolf?"
Norman tilted his head and stared at him. "Do you want to die like Randolf?"
Norman scoffed. "I can stomp a bunch of drug dealers like you to death.
Norman snorted disdainfully. "I can stomp a bunch of drug dealers like you to death with one foot. If you don't want to die, shut up. If you don't want to die, shut up. Do you know how many drug dealers I've killed? I killed Fleck the Cripple, Joyce the Bald, and Cotter the Hammer. Look at me, aren't I still alive and kicking? "
Gusman's body trembled.
He wasn't afraid, but angry.
The bald Joyce that Norman was talking about was his cousin, and his entire family was dead.
Gusman had always thought that his cousin was being retaliated against by an enemy.
Because it involved his family, it was mostly the work of a gang member, but it turned out to be Norman.
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