Chapter 203

The French love her, even the Americans, but Elena doesn't think Luke does.

She is an art student who is good at observing and imitating human body.

Just these two days together, she noticed that Luke's body is quite fit, which should be a long-term fitness body.

Unfortunately, it's still January. If it were summer, she would be able to enjoy someone's body.

He must be strong! Her face was red again, she thought.

It's not because of shyness, but because of excitement.

Who makes her an art student! There is always a preference for men with gorgeous muscles and lines.

Luke is in a relaxed mood now.

He had a big job last night. He needs to adjust his mood.

At home, you can eliminate the feeling of discomfort by cooking or talking to Selena.

That feeling is not simple nausea, gloom, fear, or bloodthirsty, but more subtle emotions. In addition to those above, maybe a little excitement, expectation, joy, ready to move, elation.

People's psychology has never been so simple.

Last time Grissom came here, he didn't find any major abnormality. It was largely Luke's self-regulation.

Tonistak has appeared. Those bad guys are also the experience monsters left for superheroes to practice.

Most of the time, Luke regards the bad guys as the experience NPC in the game, and the feeling of killing them is not so strong.

The existence of the system also gave him confidence.

So far, he has not deducted points for killing the wrong person.

From the point of five points deducted for five dollars, the system can't let him kill at will.

On the other hand, he didn't kill anything wrong.

Now Luke and Elena are in a good mood, eating and talking, and then they go upstairs together.

Back upstairs, Elena made her easel and began her studies on the roof.

Luke also learned from Elena. He took a chair out of the room and sat there looking at the notebook.

There, he rubbed on Elena's Internet, and Luke looked at the information about the tourist attractions on the Internet.

After a while he looked up and saw that Elena by the side was already in the drawing.

Luke got up lightly, didn't disturb her, just looked at her behind her, and couldn't help crying and laughing: what's the matter with you? When did I become a birdman?

On Elena's drawing board, there is a sketch at the beginning. The man on it looks like Luke.

However, Luke was shining all over and had a pair of big wings. He sat there smiling with a book in his hand Well, the Bible?

This gesture is exactly the way Luke sat there just now.

But Isn't that a notebook in my hand? And it seems that the painting is going to be white, isn't it over beautified? He Tucao in his heart, but he did not make complaints about Elena.

Art creation, sometimes, has nothing to do with the realistic reference, only with the painter's own feelings and expression intention.

Luke just smiled and shook his head, put away his notebook and went back to the house.

A moment later, Luke came downstairs quietly.

Now he changed into a hooded suit, a black backpack and a big mask. He got off the subway and got on the bus.

This bus is very shabby, and there are not many people. There are only three or five people with a rotten temperament. Without exception, they look like good people.

Idleness, idleness, troublemaking and doing evil are basically the daily process of these people.

Seeing Luke getting on the bus, several people looked at him for a few times and didn't say anything.

But after ten minutes, someone couldn't help it.

Although Luke covered his face, his clothes and sitting posture showed a different way from these people.

The three impetuous black people came to us without any nonsense, but they just shook their hands and took out the butterfly knife, dagger, knife and the like, and approached them with a kind of "be obedient and don't move".

Luke sat there, his hands moving slowly. Three black people saw that he took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands.

However, gloves are not murder weapon. Three Negroes with insufficient brains didn't care. They continued to act.

One reached for Luke's backpack, and the other grabbed his chest.

Just as the two black hands reached Luke's face, he put out his hands, held them by his hands, and then gently twisted and pressed them.

With two clicks, the two black people screamed at once.

Luke still sat there silently, his hands around him, his feet out at will, and he stepped on the hands of two black people who had knelt down.

The other people in the trunk were stunned. They were all waiting to see a good play. Who knew that was the result.

The two black people who were trampled on were the one who was twisted and dislocated by Luke. They didn't dare to use force at all. They could only scream and pull the sole of his shoes with the other hand.Luke was indifferent to each other, and his eyes suddenly moved. He picked up the knives dropped by the two men and threw them up.

A scream sounded. A black man's gun fell to the ground, and a knife was inserted in his wrist. The knife had been completely inserted into his wrist, so he could not be disabled in his life.

Luke got up slowly and kicked away the two people who were still kneeling in front of him.

He stepped forward slowly, a butterfly knife in his hand still turning slowly.

No one in the car said a word. He watched Luke pick up the M1911. He walked out of the magazine and checked it. He pulled the sleeve and checked it. Then he pointed it at the three Negroes: "hand over your money."

Everyone on the bus: Like this, he is a professional.

Add up the three black wretches and leave them with less than 100 euros. Let them get out of the car. Luke goes back to the back row and sits down.

Next, no one bothered him.

Shortly after entering 93 provinces, Luke got off the bus and took a deep breath of the air here: Well, it's all the taste of experience and points!

He purposely went to a slightly remote corner. After a while, someone got hooked.

After ransacking three or five gangsters in a row, he finally met a group of guys with cars.

When a few people came around with knives, the dark muzzle of the gun made them very honest immediately.

There is a man in the other side's car who also has a gun, but his speed is not as fast as Luke's.

Just pulling out his gun, Luke shot him in the shoulder. Pulling out his gun was a threat to his life. If he didn't die, he was lucky.

He threw the man out of the car, got in the old car and left.

Less than half an hour into 93, he became a man with two guns and a car.

He rummaged through the car, and with a keen sense of smell, he found out all kinds of things.

For example, some bullets, some small pieces of cash, a little weed, are not very useful.

It's more than ten coins that make him very satisfied, which can be used to test the rules of the system and save points to the greatest extent.