At that moment, Wade had already retreated to a corner of the park. It was a small peninsula that was mostly surrounded by a lake.
The hitmen started to get excited.
This was a dead end.
As long as the smiling man dared jump into the water, they could wait by the lake and shoot him. It would be impossible for him to dodge.
People couldn't move as fast in the water as they could on land, especially a high-speed player like the smiling man, who was basically giving up his biggest advantage.
If he didn't jump into the water, he could only move around on this narrow peninsula. The sharp reduction in space would also cripple his ability to move at high speed.
The remaining hitmen were all pretty good, and almost all of them sensed this.
The critical moment for the kill was coming! The same thought popped up in all the hitmen's minds.
They subconsciously started to close in on the peninsula, but they were still cautious and maintained their positions at about the same level as their temporary accomplices.
Nobody dared to leave their backs to their temporary accomplices, and nobody wanted to rush too far and be killed by the smiling man.
The closer they got to the end, the more careful they had to be.
At that moment, Wade finally retreated to the lake.
To the hitmen's surprise, he plunged into the lake without any hesitation.
Stunned for a moment, the hitmen finally gave up on keeping their distance and started to run toward the shore near where he had jumped in.
The smiling man's act of jumping into the water had greatly lowered their guard against each other.
Even if he would be in a desperate situation after the smiling man jumped into the water, everyone had lost their target at that moment, and any thoughts were unnecessary.
This lake wasn't small. If there were fewer people, the smiling man might come ashore again and kill them instead.
Luke bingo in his heart, and his figure suddenly turned from transparent to real.
His V suit was unusually clean, and he wore his hat firmly.
Wade's hat had long since fallen off. The V he played almost pissed his pants in the second half of the movie, which was a horrible sight to behold.
Raising his head and taking a deep breath of the cold night air, Luke murmured, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Those who should go, can't stay."
He wasn't loud, but he didn't try to hide his voice. A hitman ten meters away vaguely heard something and turned his head warily.
When Luke's figure entered his eyes, his hair stood on end.
The smiling man!
He opened his mouth to call out.
Pa!
The assassin's head tilted to the side, and his body spun half a circle before smashing into the ground with a thud.
"Life is just a journey. There's no such thing as sadness or surprise," Luke murmured. He seemed to be walking at a leisurely pace, but he was actually moving at an astonishing speed and made very little noise.
The other assassin heard the gunshot and noticed the fallen assassin out of the corner of his eye. He felt that this person's movements were very big, so he glanced over warily.
He was stunned for a moment when he saw Luke.
In this aspect, he was a level lower than the previous person and made a fatal mistake.
Of course, their endings would be the same.
When Luke was ten meters away from him, a black knife flashed through the darkness and flew right at his face.
Thump!
Another body fell to the ground.
At this point, his tracks could no longer be concealed.
The remaining assassins were quite vigilant.
Luke's action of killing two people with a gun and a knife was a little abrupt now that the gunshots had basically stopped.
Even though they were far away from the gunshots, some of them still looked over.
When they saw Luke, they all looked as if they had seen a ghost.
A few of them couldn't help but look at the lake again, and then at Luke. They turned their heads back and forth, as if they were making sure that the smiling man who had jumped into the lake wasn't an illusion.
Luke abruptly sped up. The two silver Colt revolvers in his hands formed a sharp contrast with his basically black outfit, and left faint afterimages in front of him. Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Eleven bullets rained down from the muzzle, and the series of gunshots carried a strong rhythm. Six gunshots from the Colt Python were mixed with five gunshots from the Colt King Cobra.
The assassins who had been maintaining a semicircle toward the lake instantly fell.
And Luke officially occupied the key position — the exit of the peninsula.
He had locked all the assassins in the peninsula. They were in the same situation that Wade had been in earlier.
But none of the assassins realized that.
That was because there were simply too many of them.
Wade had killed eight people, and Luke had only killed 39 people in total after scouting the perimeter.
At that moment, Luke was still facing 87 people.
Eighty-seven against one!
No matter how careful the assassins were, it was impossible for them to have the "illusion" that they were surrounded.
Besides, they were all elites in the industry.
They only needed to look at Luke's two revolvers to recognize the general model.
After twelve gunshots, the smiling man could only hold two empty guns.
At that moment, a quick-witted assassin finally shouted, "Watch out! They're not one person. There are two smiling men! "
Most of the assassins who hadn't figured it out yet immediately realized what was going on.
Whether it was Luke's dual revolvers, the Zorro hat that was still on his head, or the almost spotless equipment on his body, they all proved that he wasn't the guy who had been beaten to a pulp just now.
Luke's lips curled up behind his mask as he said unhurriedly, "Correct. You're the first lucky audience member! "
As he spoke, he suddenly swung the Colt King Cobra.
Pa!
A bullet drew an arc in the air before it finally turned almost ninety degrees and shot through the forehead of the assassin who was hiding behind a tree.
He was the first lucky audience member to react the fastest and reveal the truth.
He was also the first lucky audience member to be picked out by Luke to die on the spot.
The assassins were stunned again. Huh? What happened to six bullets per revolver? Could it be a special weapon with seven bullets?
Bang!
Flames spewed out of the Colt King Cobra's muzzle, and a killer who had just picked up a HK416 was sent flying.
The assassins continued to be shocked. Seven bullets for both revolvers? What kind of freak revolver was this?
Luke moved at a high speed and turned into a blurry shadow in the night as he quickly approached everyone. Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The assassins who had just come to suppress him and wanted to take him down in one fell like wheat being reaped. Another ten people fell.
Everybody's hair stood on end, and the most sensitive chord in their hearts was touched: a super expert!
No! That wasn't right!
The first smiling man who had been beaten away just now was definitely a super expert.
But compared to the second smiling man, he was at least a level lower.
A legendary killer!
That word flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.
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