Chapter 375 Moon Disciple
Facing Luke's hidden needle, Dolan responded with a smile, not wanting to confront him head-on, and asked: "Is your wife okay?"

Luke said, "She died 30 years ago."

Dolan: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that her cooking skills are quite good. This is the first local dish I recognized after arriving in Japan."

Luke thought for a long time: "I remember it was instant noodles?"

This old guy has a really good memory. Dolan nodded and said, "The local instant noodles are only so good in my memory after being brewed with the water boiled by your wife." He didn't blush or feel nervous.

Luke was speechless for a moment: This old guy still likes to say this and that in clichés. He lacks technical skills and relies on shamelessness to conquer the world.

Luke's assistant, a beautiful woman in a kimono, brought tea and knelt on the ground to make tea for the two. Dolan glanced at the assistant and asked, "Why was she selected?" He could see that this woman had good fighting skills, not only was she agile, but she also had a certain amount of explosive power. But why would Luke choose such a person as his assistant?
Some people would say it was for taste, but Dolan knew that even if Luke was lustful, he would not touch the people around him, otherwise it would cause an imbalance in the hierarchy and responsibilities of the team.

Luke simply replied, "Loyalty."

Dolan said: "Old friend, do you remember a question I asked you during our cooperation? I asked you, are you loyal to the United States, your teacher, or yourself? You answered without hesitation: the United States. I said I didn't believe it, and you said you were telling the truth."

Luke nodded: "I am indeed telling the truth."

Dolan asked: "Is she loyal to the United States or to you?" Is Yue Fei's army loyal to the Song Dynasty, to Zhao Gou, or to Yue Fei?
Luke didn't fall into the trap and said, "Of course I am. She is a member of my team. She only needs to be responsible to me. I need to be responsible to the United States. What's wrong, Dolan? Do you still work part-time for the White House?"

Dolan explained: "I just want to get to know you better. After all, we haven't seen each other for many years."

Luke: "Let's get back to the point. A lot of people are looking for us."

Dolan: "OK, then I'll get straight to the point. We don't have many requests. The first one is Fidi..."

Luke waved his hand: "Wait a moment." He saw the life assistant nodded.

Soon, Zhaozi appeared in the room, and Duanmu sighed: It is indeed a cunning rabbit, there are secret passages everywhere.

"Let me introduce you. This is Zhaozi and this is Dolan." After Luke and the other party shook hands and greeted each other, he said, "Zhaozi will represent me in the talks with you. From now on, all my affairs will be handled by Zhaozi."

Dolan nodded with interest and looked at Zhaozi: "Please." His request was interrupted, and his momentum weakened by three points. Now he waited for the other party to play a card.

Zhaozi bowed politely and sat down, saying, "Mr. Dolan, we don't have much time, so I'll get straight to the point. First, we need to clarify two points. First, is there a conflict of interest between us? Second, is there room for cooperation between us? I am not very interested in the past, and I would rather focus on the future. As for our previous conflict, I believe that with your wisdom, you know it was just a misunderstanding."

Very sharp! Dolan smiled. It seemed that this negotiation would not be concluded in a short time. He could not show his cards to the other party. On this basis, he needed to explain the scope of his business to determine whether there was a possibility of cooperation between the two parties.

Although the oil tycoons and real estate magnates are all big shots, there is almost no interest connection between them. It is basically a waste of time to ask them to sit down and discuss business.

At the same time, at the Blood Moon Headquarters, Lu Wei reported: "The employer has raised the price. Luke is 30 million, Zhaozi is 30 million, and Dolan is 10 million. Dolan's bounty is still paid on the basis of the death of Luke or Zhaozi."

Merck pondered for a long time and asked: "Contact Yue Tu, it's time to show his skills." The second secret weapon.

The bustling first floor of the market is in sharp contrast to the quiet second floor. The parking spaces in the wholesale area are full. In addition to merchants purchasing, there are also private individuals driving to the market to purchase in large quantities.

When Lu Wei hacked the surveillance camera, the trunk of a car popped up, and a 180-cm-tall man climbed out of the trunk and went straight upstairs. He was wearing a silicon mask on his face, so his real face could not be seen, and he was holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand.

When I went up to the second floor, the first person I met was a boy sitting on the ground throwing a marble. The boy felt that the light was blocked, turned his head to look at the intersection and saw the man. He was startled and missed the rebounding ball. Then there was a small gunshot, and a bloody hole appeared between the boy's eyebrows.

Yue Tu did not stop, holding the gun in both hands and continued to move forward. When the three men looked at him, one fell down first, then the second, and then the third. It took Yue Tu just over two seconds from seeing the three men to killing them.

In the distance, the proprietress was pushing her child to play in front of the store. She saw the third man fall down and blood splattered on the wall. She immediately pushed the cart forward and shouted, "Enemy..." Before she could finish the word "attack", she was shot in the back, and Yue Tu shot her twice more.

Yue Tu was doing two things at once, he fired another shot with his right hand and pulled out a stun grenade with his left hand and threw it into the store, not giving the people inside time to get out.

"Get out of the way." Someone said.

Yue Tu waited for a moment before throwing a stun grenade, raised his gun and fired forward, knocking a man running from the opposite aisle to the ground. Yue Tu changed the magazine, turned back into the store, and shot a squatting man in a suit in the head.

Gunshots were heard from the inner room, and bullets hit the models in the outer shop. Apparently, someone was using cover to suppress the fire, in order to prevent the outsiders from entering the inner room.

Yue Tu looked at the bullet hole on the model's chest, guessed where the other party was shooting, and walked quickly to the inner room. Yue Tu did not enter the inner room, but stretched out his pistol and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the position where he predicted the gunman. The sound of the gunman falling to the ground was heard, and Yue Tu entered the inner room to shoot again.

Behind the inner room was a long corridor. Yue Tu threw a fragmentation grenade, which hit the walls on both sides of the corridor and exploded. Yue Tu quickly arrived at the study room, which was still lit, but did not immediately notice the assistant on the left, who was stepping on the bookcase. The assistant curled up on the bookshelf like a cat, and jumped like a leopard, and a samurai sword slashed Yue Tu's face from top to bottom.

Yue Tu turned his body to the left, and changed from holding the gun with both hands to raising it with both hands. The samurai sword almost cut the pistol made of special materials into two pieces, but the force had been dissipated and the assistant could not move forward at all.

The leap was blocked, and the assistant pulled the knife without hesitation and stabbed forward again. Yue Tu dodged. The assistant raised the blade 45 degrees, and Yue Tu could only retreat again. The sharp tip of the knife cut from his chest to his left arm. He had a bulletproof vest, but no bulletproof arm guard. A stream of blood flew out along with the tip of the knife.

The assistant turned the blade in his hand, and the blade, which was originally pointing upward, turned downward, slashing diagonally from top to bottom.

The assistant's long knife was as flexible as a dagger, and his moves were fatal. He forced Yue Tu into a state of extreme embarrassment in the small room. He avoided the stabs, but it was difficult to avoid the slashes. In a short while, Yue Tu had seven more wounds on his body, and blood flowed down his body, making his dry underwear slippery.

Another knife stabbed at him, and this time Yue Tu only dodged half of it. The blade pierced through Yue Tu's bulletproof vest on his left rib, and then pierced into his bulletproof vest on his back along his skin. Yue Tu finally bought a short time by gambling his life, pulled out a spare pistol from his back, and lay down on his side, with the blade sweeping over his head.

Yue Tu pulled the trigger and the bullet hit the assistant's left calf. The assistant took half a step forward before he felt the severe pain and loss of balance. He immediately fell to the ground with a groan, not forgetting to slash at Yue Tu with a knife.

Yue Tu seemed to have anticipated this move, and immediately rolled back after firing the gun, stopping only when his body hit the desk. The assistant's chop hit the concrete floor, splashing sparks. When she grasped the knife handle with both hands and tried to stab forward with her waist strength, Yue Tu pulled the trigger again, and the assistant died on the spot.

Yue Tu got up and found a secret room in the room after checking. He couldn't open it for a while, so he reported, "They escaped through the secret passage."

Merck asked, “How are you doing?”

Yue Tu replied: "He was wounded in many places, but his life is not in danger." Merck: "Okay, let's retreat."

"Yeah." Yue Tu pulled down the decorative curtains and wrapped his whole body, turned on the faucet of the sink, blocked the drain of the sink, let the water overflow, and soaked and rinsed the crime scene as much as possible.

……

After finishing his last sip of coffee and planning to refill it, Cui Jian received a call from Duanmu: "South Gate of the Traditional Market, right away."

After that, Duanmu saw Luke, Zhaozi and two bodyguards getting into a black bulletproof car on the side of the road and asked, "Hey! Where are we?"

Luke lowered the window and said, "Good luck to you, we'll talk later." He waved goodbye.

As the car drove away, Akiko asked, "Teacher, is it worth taking such a risk?"

Luke replied: "Feddie has been with me for more than ten years. Even if he has no credit, he has worked hard. What's more, he is capable and has achieved results. If I give up on him or kill him just because I think he is incompetent, how will others see him? Besides, this team is American after all. Feddie plays for the United States, not for me, Luke."

Zhaozi asked: "Teacher, how can you be sure that Feidi will struggle to death?"

Luke replied, "From what I know about him, he either wants power or he wants death. I imprisoned him in France and cut off his source of funds. I also thought that if he could accept the arrangement and live a peaceful life, it would be worthy of our friendship for more than ten years. But I know he is not that kind of person. He will definitely gamble his last chip."

Luke said, "But the person he found is more powerful than I thought. Where did he get the money? Or does he have connections that I don't know about?"

As Luke finished speaking, the car suddenly made a sharp turn, and the driver changed the car from going straight to turning left. An SUV went from a collision posture to the side of the car. The two cars intersected and made a harsh friction noise. Because of the speed difference, the SUV and the car quickly separated.

The bodyguard leader in the co-pilot seat took the intercom and said, "We are under attack. Go to point E. The Storm Squad will pick us up."

After finishing the job, the bodyguard turned back to look at the back seat: "Boss, are you okay?"

Luke was very calm: "It's okay, it turned out to be a gang crime."

Although Zhaozi was frightened, she managed to keep calm and asked, "Teacher, don't you know the identity of the criminal?"

Luke: "I have no idea. It looks like the criminals are stronger than we expected. Be careful."

Head bodyguard: “Yes.”

A motorcycle was chasing from behind at high speed. With a press of the right hand, a sticky bomb was attached to the rear door lock. The motorcycle braked suddenly and the rear wheel lifted up. When the rear wheel landed, the motorcyclist pushed with his left foot, turned 180 degrees and left, and then the bomb exploded behind him.

This is not an ordinary bomb, but a white phosphorus bomb. It is not about exploding, but about burning. It contains rubber, starch, asphalt and other ingredients. If it is left to burn without treatment, it will completely damage the car lock in a short time. Either the car door cannot be opened, or the car door can be opened at will.

This is just the first wave.

The second wave was two motorcycles. Why didn't the bodyguard fight back with a pistol? Because the bulletproof car has many layers of bulletproof glass. Not to mention that it takes time to put down all the glass, putting down the glass is equivalent to giving the other party a breakthrough.

The first motorcycle of the second wave successfully attached the bomb, and the second motorcycle was approaching the bulletproof car when it was hit by a jeep speeding from the side. The rear door of the jeep opened inwards, and there was an 80-centimeter-high bunker inside. A gunman set up a carbine to intimidate the motorcycle and the vehicles chasing behind the motorcycle.

The bunker inside the jeep is made of a special alloy material that can not only withstand ordinary bullets, but even RPGs may not be able to blow it up. There are two gun holes on the bunker, and the gunners can use safety belts to secure themselves and squat behind the bunker to shoot.

The jeep immediately followed the bulletproof car, protecting it from behind and covering the jeep's escape. Xiaoyue, who was chasing, saw a mobile trench in the city for the first time in her life. Before this, she had never even heard of such a thing.

Xiaoyue immediately ordered: "Slow down and follow, don't reveal your identity." After all, in the city, with heavy traffic, the other party would not rashly shoot. Of course, he didn't dare to go up with his own car or motorcycle.

Xiaoyue took out her cell phone and made a call: "Call the police center? There is an illegal armed vehicle on a certain road attacking civilians with guns. It's a green jeep with license plate number 234."

Xiaoyue looked at the jeep moving 300 meters away, picked up the intercom and said, "They are the ones who are in a hurry now. Hold on to them, and do not attack rashly without orders."

Xiaoxue in the traditional market is still waiting for Merck's message: "Boss, please make a decision, we are out of time." He was arranged to ambush Dolan. Xiaoyue did not succeed, so there was no point in him attacking Dolan.

Currently, Duolan is hiding in the market under the protection of Duanmu and Guiyi. Xiaoxue thinks now is the best time to attack. Otherwise, when Cui Jian comes to support, his team will have to face three bodyguards, and maybe even a car chase. He has much fewer resources than Xiaoyue.

Unfortunately, Merck has never given a clear response.

At this time, Duanmu was at the south gate of the market, yelling into his phone, "Where are the people? Did they get there after climbing?"

Cui Jian said slowly: "You can climb there, but isn't this the same as driving?" Because a gunfight took place a few hundred meters away from the market, many people in the market went to look for excitement, which led to a traffic jam.

Cui Jian's car was at the east gate of the market, and Duanmu and his friends were at the south gate. It was only about three hundred meters away, but these three hundred meters seemed like a world away; they could be seen but could not be reached.

At the southeast corner, a driver bowed and apologized to everyone, then got in his car and reversed into the parking space, but due to his impatience and poor driving skills, he could not get into the parking space. After several attempts, a car behind him honked, and the driver immediately got out of the car, bowed and apologized to everyone again, and got back in the car to continue reversing.

In fact, it had little to do with him as there was a traffic jam in front of him.

Three minutes later, the driver reversed into the garage, and the traffic slowly moved forward. Cui Jian also went from the east gate to the southeast. He punched the door with his fist and confirmed again that the car was equipped with a steel plate. He put the car in neutral, pulled the handbrake, and continued to wait.

Three minutes later, Cui Jian's vehicle approached the south gate. He could already see Gui Yi leaning against a pillar, standing guard, holding a gun in both hands. Cui Jian laughed in his heart, "You don't even have a gun, why are you doing pistol attack and defense tactics?"

The car in front moved, and Cui Jian also moved, but he did not drive. Instead, he got out of the car, bowed and apologized to the car behind, and took out a triangle sign from the trunk and put it on the ground. The driver of the car behind almost collapsed when he saw this.

The road was originally a two-way street, but the left side was completely filled with parking spaces and was filled with cars, turning the two-way road into a one-way roundabout.

Cui Jian held out his hand, indicating that it would take five minutes, then bowed, trotted to the front of the car, opened the hood, and admired the parts inside.

(End of this chapter)