Chapter 631 The Legendary Knee Breaker of Los Angeles
Luke already had an answer.
But it had already been a while since the car was abandoned, and the scent in had already faded. Luke couldnât track down the girls and could only return to HQ.
He silently made a note of the scents of the three girls and hoped he would meet that unknown girl again someday.
She was one interesting person. There was only one other person who had earned this sort of attention from Luke.
It was Stu, the high school student who vanished after the massacre in Woodsburg.
One should always have a dream; who knows, it might come true one day! Thinking thus, Luke drove home.
After they got home, Selina found Claire in the training room. Claire had been interested in boxing recently, especially in the âbanned skillsâ which Selina had taught her.
In this regard, Luke could only solemnly warn her not to use these skills in a regular fight.
Claire could only use them when her life was in extreme danger.
These skills could cause severe injuries. As long as the victim wasnât an invulnerable extraordinary person, they would be crippled.
But this was a dangerous world.
Luke didnât think it was right not to teach Claire how to protect herself, so he let her learn from Selina. In any case, it wasnât bad for this little monkey to spend her excess energy on picking up self-defense skills.
As Luke cooked in the kitchen, Gold Nugget sat at the door and waited for food. Luke threw some food to it whenever a dish was ready.
The dog head had become pickier and pickier. It absolutely refused to eat anything that was the least bit lacking.
Luke forbade it from entering the kitchen, claiming that he didnât want dog hair in the food.
The dog head could only endure it
While it didnât drop hair, Dollar did.
An hour later, Luke moved the grill to the backyard. Selina and Claire were finished with training as well. They showered and then soaked in the big bathtub.
Luke chatted with them from the side
Claire said enthusiastically, âDid you know that a Knee Breaker appeared in L.A. recently? Heâs awesome.â
Luke and Selina didnât think much of it.
In L.A., the city of crime, all kinds of weird nicknames were floating around. Names like Bloody Hands or Human Butcher were common. In comparison, Knee Breaker didnât sound fierce enough.
But as Claire babbled on about Knee Breaker, Lukeâs expression turned strange.
When she said that Knee Breaker broke the hoodlumsâ legs, robbed them, stripped and tied them up, then hung them from lamp posts, Selina coughed so hard she spat out the juice that she was drinking.
Claire gave her a strange look. âWhatâs wrong?â
Selina wiped her lips. âHaha. Itâs â itâs nothing.â She gave Luke a quick glance as she spoke.
The dog who was gnawing on a bone next to Lukeâs feet quietly got up and took the bone with it to hide among the flowers not far away, before sneaking looks at everybody else. After a brief silence, Luke smiled. âThatâs why you shouldnât wander around at night, or you may run into weirdos like that.â
He stressed the word âweirdosâ slightly.
Claire nodded. âAll the people Knee Breaker beats up are gangsters. I think heâs a good guy. But what if thereâs a pervert out there who specifically goes after women?â Saying that, she lowered her head to look at a certain body part of hers that was still growing. Luke looked at the sky, lost for words. Would a good guy hit a woman in the chest? Well, maybe if the woman was a villain?
Contrary to Selina and the dogâs expectations, Luke didnât bring up the topic again.
Luke went out again that night.
Inside the house, Selina and the dog secretly peeped through a gap in the curtains as they watched him disappear, before they communicated telepathically with each other.
The dog head said carefully, Do you think the fiend is going on a rampage?
Selina thought for a moment before she shook her head. No. If he was angry, he wouldâve already scolded us in the afternoon.
The dog promptly felt like he had been granted amnesty. Good. My money stash is safe then. Selina glared at it in dissatisfaction. Thatâs what youâre scared of? The dog looked at her aggrievedly. What can I do? I canât go to work, and Luke has only taken me on one mission so far.
Selina was lost for words.
That made sense. She had started earning money since she was eighteen. Naturally, she didnât understand the pain of unemployment.
Thinking for a moment, she lay back on her bed. Donât worry. Luke didnât say anything, which means heâs fine with it. He wonât punish you as long as we abide by the safety rules and we donât expose ourselves.
The dog head was relieved, but suddenly sensed something wrong. What? In any case, heâll only punish me? Youâll be fine? Apologize to me for that thought!
Selina rolled over lazily. Iâm telling the truth. Why should I apologize? After thinking for a few seconds, the dog head finally realized that she wasnât wrong at all, and could only yell in despair. This isnât fair! I want... to watch HBO.
Selina yawned. Go watch then. Remember to close the curtains and use your earphones.
The dog head resentfully returned to the new dog house next to the bed. This was something it had bought with its own money.
Not only was it much bigger, it also had a cover which made it look like a small tent.
According to the dog head, it was an adult too, and needed its own privacy.
Taking out the tablet which Luke had modified for it, it pressed the play/pause button with its paw and continued to watch the rest of episode 5, season 2 of âThis is Sparta.â
Dollar had closed its eyes. The tablet was placed behind its butt, so it wouldnât affect its sleep.
The earphones from the tablet were stuck to its back, which wouldnât affect its sleep.
Except for the flickering light in the dog house, it was all quiet in the room.
Elsewhere, Luke put on a set of new clothes in a new safe house as usual. He then left in a secondhand Chevrolet.
He would abandon the safe houses after using them once or twice. In any case, he wasnât short of money.
It wasnât hard for him to take advantage of the loopholes on online rental sites and use fake identities to rent houses as well as buy cars.
He didnât pay a cent less and would abandon these locations and cars after a month at most, so his safety wasnât an issue.
He paid with the dirty money that was in his inventory, which was no skin off his nose; he still didnât know how to use up the two hundred million dollars from Hernan!
Under these circumstances, although the cars he bought were secondhand, he specially inspected them to make sure that they were all still in good shape. He would never forget how Alex that unlucky b*stard ended up in jail.
He used that lesson to remind himself: Safety first.
Driving east, Luke stopped at the end of a street and got out.
Taking a few twists and turns, he entered an old alley where an old van was parked.
Luke went to the van and opened the door. He grabbed a hand that was holding a gun and played his voice recorder with the other. âItâs me, Puncher.â
The hand immediately stopped struggling. Luke got into the van and closed the door.