Fifty-seven! Luke counted silently in his heart and put his bodies into space No. 1.

From entering this complex environment and without monitoring, those dark corners, alleys, stairs, roofs, and unmanned rooms have become the most suitable hunting grounds for him.

In this planned hunting ground, he killed nearly twenty more killers.

There is no experience points below 200 in this group, and there is even one with experience points above 500 in this group.

There are only two weak chickens with more than 200 weak chickens, but there are three with more than 400 small bosses.

This only shows that this group of killers has committed more sins, and none of them should not die.

There was no gunshot, no blood, no corpse, and it was quiet for more than ten minutes, and it was nearly 7,000 points in experience, which was an environmentally friendly point-friendly score.

If nypd knows, it will definitely award itself the most enthusiastic charity killer award, and it will not add any burden to them.

Almost twenty killers died, but the other killers were confused and would not escape in fear.

In just two or three hours, the place will return to peace, and no one knows what has happened here.

Neither a killer, a mainland hotel, or a high-rise table, they would know.

System dad bless you, please let yourself complete this big deal with steadily! He murmured in his heart.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Luke frowned: What's going on?

The drone screen was called out in the direction of the gunfire, and after a few glances, he found a familiar voice. He couldn't help but curse Ma Rafake: Ma Xiaohong? What's going on with this guy? He's still running to Harlem, can he meet him? This guy has such a good ear?

But he knew in his heart that there was probably nothing wrong with Clinton, and Matt had only ran farther tonight.

I'm blaming me! I've cleaned up Clinton District too hard! Luke was helpless and didn't feel anxious.

The battle uniform that Matt wore was obviously characterized, and he knew at a glance that it was not John, and the killers were not interested in attacking him on their own initiative.

As long as you are not besieged, that dark red war uniform can still withstand a few bullets.

But seeing Matt knocking a killer fainted with a few sticks and throwing him into the trash can, Luke's mouth twitched: You did not kill anyone, but your hand was black, and it was no worse than a certain knee-breaker.

On the picture, the killer's hands and feet were hit by a short stick, and the curved curve was very strange, and he was a semi-disabled person for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, he didn't look at it anymore and moved further away.

Tonight is a feast for a score, and he has no time to care about Ma Xiaohong and just pull the battlefield away.

A moment later, there were several gunshots, and the killers moved further north with the night demon John who had suddenly been exposed.

Five minutes later, Luke frowned.

Looking at Matt, who was fighting with two killers again on the drone screen, ten thousand grass mud horses ran past him in his heart.

Not only did Matt chase after him, he also found two killers again.

Fortunately, the two killers' close combat abilities were much worse than Matt. He was busy and overwhelmed by him, otherwise Lawyer Ma would be shot again.

Matt can't get involved in this matter again. Luke thought so in his heart.

Tonight is the official collision between John and the High Table Killer, and the conflict between the two sides will be even more intense in the future.

Matt fights here and is easily suspected of being John's accomplice.

With the urination of the high table, there is no mistake in killing and not letting go. Matt's identity as a street policeman is confidential and can easily be found out.

Soon after making up his mind, Luke was invisible again and quickly moved closer to Matt's position.

...

Matt gasped and slammed his elbow on the back of the head of the person beneath him with difficulty.

The Asian fat man with a sumo-like figure suddenly slowed down. He was resistant to beating, but he didn't have fat on the back of his head, and his ability to resist hits was no higher than that of ordinary people.

Matt was knocked away by him twice, and finally found a chance, rode behind him, and used a powerful elbow strike.

With another heavy elbow strike, the extremely powerful fat man under him finally rolled his eyes, bent his legs, and fell to the ground, making the ground make a dull roar.

Matt was weak and lay there for several seconds without moving.

It's so difficult! He has beaten up many people, but it's rare to be as difficult as this fat man.

His two short sticks were thrusting on each other's body, causing the fat man's fat body to shake a few times, and then he screamed in pain and then he had no reaction.

The other party hit him several times, especially the last time, but almost knocked him out.

Damn, who is that Night Demon John?

Having caused so many killers, if he had the same level as this fat man, how strong would that Night Demon John be? Matt cursed in his heart.

Suddenly, his body moved.

In his hearing perception, a person who had no breathing or heartbeat rushed from behind him.

A second ago, he didn't notice the existence of this man at all.

John the Night Demon! Only this super killer who is good at hiding himself can have this ability.

Matt's brain was electrocuted, and he wanted to avoid the other party after a rolling roll.

But he stopped halfway through the rolling movement, and a slight slash of extremely harsh noise penetrated his eardrums.

He was keen to hear, and his body was stiff and he couldn't move in an instant.

What the hell is this! Matt was shocked.

In fact, there was a quiet place around him, and there was no sharp noise at all.

This sound can only be distinguished by Matt's extraordinary hearing.

After the sliding cover of the small instrument in Luke's hand, the red indicator light that was activated went out.

Looking at the lawyer Ma Xiaohong who couldn't move, he was extremely satisfied: You guy who was looking for beating everywhere, really think I can't cure you!

This small instrument is an infrasound weapon invented by Tony's eldest son. Obadai also personally conducted human tests on the eldest son, which can instantly cause stiffness and paralysis of the body.

Most of the time, Luke does not have the need to use this special weapon and is easily exposed.

It is most suitable to deal with Lawyer Ma, a fighting expert who is not convenient to beat him up and is particularly flexible.

This is what brings down one thing.

An infrasound weapon that needs to be placed within 30 centimeters of an ordinary person's ear can take effect when dealing with Matt, but it can take effect five meters away.

Matt, who plays close-kick fighting every day, has no chance.

Matt tried hard to move his body, but his whole body was uncontrollable and his ears were still buzzing.

Luke took out a gun and pointed it at his palm.

despair!

Anesthetics? Maju method...!

With his eyes glaring at the special bullets on his palms, Matt's stiff body suddenly softened.

Luke walked over, pulled out the anesthesia bullet from his palm, touched the fat killer beside him, took out the other party's pistol, and raised his hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fat man and his companions who were struggling to escape seven or eight meters away had an extra hole in their heads.

He threw the gun onto the fat man casually, and Luke dragged Matt into the apartment building next to him.

Soon after finding an old apartment that was uninhabited for many days, he stuffed someone who was nosy into the bedroom bed, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!