Chapter 931: The Besieged “Scapegoat”
At that moment, Luke was driving past Harlem and about to turn east to return to the lab, when he heard a few gunshots.
Selina heard them too, but didn’t think too much of it since the gunshots were a little far away and only rang out once or twice.
It was a common occurrence in New York at night.
Luke, however, frowned.
The rhythm of the gunshots was quite interesting.
Thinking for a moment, he stopped the car.
A moment later, two drones flew out from the back of the car to investigate the situation on the ground.
Selina was watching the screen on the control panel while Luke took out his tablet as they handled a drone each.
“Got it,” said Selina.
The drone she was controlling which had flown south sent back an image of people shooting from two rooftops.
As Luke recalled the drone which had flown north, he looked at the feed on her side and suddenly said, “Doesn’t the target look familiar?”
Selina looked at the man who was hiding in a dark corner, especially the black hood on his head, and immediately understood. “Daredevil?”
Luke put his hand to his forehead. “I forgot to remind him not to wander around outside for the next two days.”
Lawyer Matt had just recovered from his injuries. If he came out now, he would be easily hunted down, and Luke would lose a lot of experience and credit points.
Luke didn’t think that an ordinary hitman could kill Matt; it was more likely that Matt would injure them severely.
After saying that, his attention returned to the surveillance feed.
Selina said, “Are these hitmen here for the bounty? This sniper is quite professional. These two don’t look like they’re in cahoots, or it would be bad luck for Daredevil.”
Pondering for a moment, Luke said, “Have the police department send someone to clear the area. Stay in the car and keep an eye on the surroundings.”
As he spoke, he took out a bulletproof vest from the weapons box and put it on before he got out.
On this side, two hitmen were chasing Matt with precision rifles.
Just as Matt was about to look for the second sniper’s escape route… a third opponent really appeared tonight and almost killed him with two shots.
Matt could only avoid the attack for now.
These two people clearly knew about Matt and kept a distance of dozens of meters between them, not giving him a chance to fight in close range.
Worst of all, although they weren’t partners, they had formed a pincer attack on Matt.
No matter who Matt wanted to attack, it was easy for him to fall into another person’s shooting range.
They were quite professional.
However, they were also wary that the other party would kill them after they killed their target, and take the bounty.
While Matt’s situation didn’t get worse, he was still trapped by the two rifles and couldn’t fight back.
At that moment, Luke was already in place in an alley on the side of an apartment building based on the direction indicated by the drone, his gun sticking out at an angle.
When a shadow flashed past the alley, Luke opened fire with his Glock.
Pa! Pa!
One of the hitmen collapsed.
After this first kill, he grabbed the man’s rifle and quickly went up the apartment building. From a window next to the stairs, he aimed at another hitman.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Luke: …F*ck, didn’t hit him.
The hitman whom he had fixed his eyes on suddenly lunged forward and dodged behind a car.
Three shots. .h.i.t the ground where the man had been standing.
The target wasn’t within an easy 10-meter range of being shot, but 100 meters away from Luke.
When the bullets crossed this distance, the other party suddenly moved and naturally dodged them.
This person wasn’t a noob. He was at least an experienced professional.
Luke’s three successive shots instantly alerted the hitman, and he hid behind a car.
Luke quickly went downstairs and tossed the sniper rifle back on the body.
He had full confidence that he could close in on a lone hitman and kill him instantly with a pistol.
From the image transmitted by the drone, the hitman who had dodged his triple shot had gotten up and rushed into a nearby alley, and was chasing after Matt.
Humans would die for wealth, and birds would die for food. There were even more of this sort of people among hitmen.
Killers who knew when to let go were always the minority.
The person in front of him was someone who had been blinded by money.
Luke liked people like that the most.
Because he didn’t need to waste any effort looking for them; they would pop up right in front of him.
A warning from Selina suddenly rang out in his earpiece. “There are a lot of suspicious cars and people approaching from Upper City and East Harlem. There are more than ten of them. I’m guessing the other hitmen have sensed something. The number of partic.i.p.ants will probably increase later.”
Luke looked at the simple electronic map projected on his sungla.s.ses, which showed yellow street lines, two green spots that were him and Selina, and a dozen red spots that were moving in from all directions.
This was naturally from the reconnaissance drone that Selina was controlling.
Staring at the red spots, Luke’s thoughts whirled as he quickly caught up with the hitman in the alley.
This. .h.i.tman, who would throw his life away for money, wasn’t slow, but it was Luke who was chasing him.
Just as the hitman was about to step out onto a small street from the dark alley, he felt a pain in the back of his head and lost consciousness.
Luke carried him back into the alley.
A moment later, a distorted, transparent shadow was crawling up the side of a building.
Of course, it was Luke.
Just now, he had thrown the body of the hitman into his inventory and kept the man’s rifle, while he took out the Big Dipper Armor, which had the greatest stealth effect.
Although it hadn’t been part of his plan, Matt himself had jumped out as bait.
Luke might as well change his plan, and thus chose an ident.i.ty to carry out this operation.
The transparent shadow hung silently behind Matt like a ghost in the night.
A while earlier, just as Matt discovered that the two killers who had been chasing him had stopped moving, a car sped over from a side street.
Nerves stretched taut, he immediately sensed the driver raising his gun.
Matt decisively hid behind a car on the side of the road.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!
A series of gunshots rang out, creating a series of bullet holes in the side of the car.
Before Matt could heave a sigh of relief, he realized that the driver had thrown away his empty pistol and replaced it with a new weapon — an MP5K.
Matt couldn’t help but smile bitterly. What the h.e.l.l was going on? Were these people crazy? They fired at him the moment they saw him. Had he offended someone important besides Kingpin?
With that in mind, he turned into a side street ahead of time to avoid the gunfire.
However, he clearly heard the man’s footsteps as the latter got out of the car. This determination was once again beyond Matt’s expectations.