Chapter 1088 - The Right and Wrong Choice
Chapter 1088: The Right and Wrong Choice
This was modified Gunfighting, and could also be called a low-end version.
It relied mainly on very slight movements of the wrist and forearm. Each arc was short and fast; together, they were like continuous, overlapping waves.
It was suitable for people with normal physiques and keen reflexes.
People like Matt and John Wick suited this modified version of Gunfighting; they could use their reaction speed and skill to make up for slow hand speed.
This was also what Selina had been learning.
If Claire was interested in the future, she could learn it as well.
As for Luke’s complete version of Gunfighting, where he could create arcs that were practically ghostly, that required a very strong physique, and John Wick definitely couldn’t use them.
Also, V had used a complete version of Gunfighting in Swamp Park, so John could only use this modified version that was more focused on skill.
“Left, he’s on the left.” Two snipers with comms saw the hitmen fall like wheat being harvested, and couldn’t help but warn their comrades frantically.
Boom! Boom!
Another two stun grenades exploded, drowning out their shouts.
At that moment, less than five seconds had passed since the gunfire rang out in the factory.
Gunfire and the three stun grenades rang out every second, which gave the hitmen no time to think.
But there were still many veterans taking part in this operation.
The quickest to respond raised their guns and looked around.
They saw the man in the suit who was pressing forward like a flash in the dark.
“Left!”
“Left!”
Two veterans shouted without hesitation.
They didn’t waste any time. It was just a simple word, and all the peers here would understand.
At the same time, they fired like crazy with their guns.
Another veteran with quick reflexes didn’t say anything, but threw a flash grenade in Luke’s direction.
Most of the hitmen hadn’t turned around yet, and their backs were to the flash grenade.
Thus, this flash grenade was the biggest threat to Luke as the attacker. It could effectively block his attack and disrupt his rhythm.
The two shooters cursed inwardly, but it had to be said that they were as experienced as Luke, and they closed their eyes.
This method was quite effective and might have succeeded if it was any other opponent.
However, they weren’t facing the real John Wick, but a weapons fanatic who had Tony Stark’s skills.
The lenses on Luke’s face turned silver in an instant, and he didn’t stop as he continued advancing.
Bang!
There was a light click, and blinding white light exploded, making the night even more resplendent.
The dark factory floor instantly became a snow-white expanse.
“F*ck you!” The snipers at the back of the factory cursed.
They weren’t prepared for the flash grenade that was suddenly thrown out. After all, they were still almost 100 meters away, and they couldn’t see very far through their scope and binoculars.
But their gazes were all focused on Luke’s route, which was also where the flash grenade had landed.
Suddenly, they were blinded. White light exploded, and the world turned dark after that.
The snipers felt chills run down their spines; they were helpless now.
Their eyes would only recover a little in a few minutes. It was impossible for them to fight; at most, they could only run.
But as long as their comrades couldn’t kill John, they had no chance of escaping.
They couldn’t see anything, but they heard gunshots.
In just ten seconds, however, the gunfire died down again.
The battle had actually ended so quickly? The snipers could already feel the thick aura of death.
A moment ago, after the flash grenade exploded in the clearing in front of the factory, Luke wasn’t shocked, but delighted.
Those who didn’t dodge the flash grenade would be directly blinded, which was equivalent to completely losing combat ability.
It would take at least two seconds for anyone who avoided being blinded to adapt to the dramatic change and lock onto Luke’s position.
All except for one person.
The tactical goggles worn by the veteran who had thrown out the flash grenade also had a powerful light protection function. The moment the flash grenade exploded, the man had anticipated it, and his bullets flew right after the flash.
His movements were swift, but not as precise.
Luke wasn’t moving at the fastest speed possible, but his movements were extremely misleading.
The veteran’s bullets brushed past Luke in vain, missing him by just a hair’s breadth.
Every time he opened fire, he felt like he would hit Luke, but Luke would always move in an unexpected way the next moment.
He had fired more than ten bullets in two seconds, but none of them hit Luke.
Luke wove through the group of hitmen as he advanced. His hands flew, and the hitmen fell one after another.
By the time the veteran got over his judgment error, it was too late. He simply pulled the trigger and fired.
It was less than ten seconds from the flash to him firing ten bullets, but Luke didn’t stop moving.
Even though he was only using a modified version of close-range Gunfighting, he could still fire four bullets every second.
Furthermore, even running at a regular speed, he was now in the centre of the semi-circle of hitmen, and four or five hitmen were taken down at a range of 10 meters every second.
In three seconds, he covered more than 20 meters as he moved quickly from left to right.
Wherever he passed through, the hitmen would scream or be shot in the head.
Whether they reacted quickly or fired, they didn’t survive a shot within 10 meters.
At that moment, the veteran shooter who had thrown out the flash grenade was within 10 meters of Luke.
They looked at each other for a moment, and Luke smiled.
The veteran was creeped out. Boogeyman John never smiled when he killed people.
Pa!
A bullet pierced his goggles. He was still frozen, and there was fear on his face. He had already fallen backward to collapse against the abandoned machinery behind him.
He was the last person to be shot during the ambush, and the only person to witness Luke’s massacre from the beginning to end.
He had keen combat awareness and excellent combat skills, yet could only despair.
He watched as Luke killed his peers who were restrained by his flash grenade at an unhurried pace.
In the end, he watched Luke shoot him when he wasn’t far away.
The moment he died, he realized that Boogeyman John was far stronger than he had imagined. His defeat wasn’t unjustified.
The gunshots finally stopped for a brief moment.
It had only been slightly more than ten seconds since Luke’s surprise attack, but the two Glocks in his hands were empty, and 34 hitmen had taken a bullet each.