Seeing the burly man in front of him give up so readily, even Luca and Samira looked at each other in surprise.
In fact, when the two of them drove and followed that person all the way to this secluded dock, they were initially worried about whether there would be a big battle later.
Samira was even considering how she should persuade her young master to stop before she parked the car.
Who knew that when Luca opened his crime tracking glasses and used the thermal infrared imaging mode to scout for enemies inside the warehouse, he discovered that there were only four people guarding this huge warehouse.
The two of them put their heads together and decided to go all in, directly 'forcing' their way in.
As a result, the four unfortunate individuals guarding various spots were all silently dealt with by Samira before they could even make a sound.
The big-bearded strong man, who was suspected to be the leader of the other party, was already the last threatening enemy in Luca's thermal imaging observation.
However, facing this seemingly cooperative guy who was even prepared to confess everything, Luca ignored him.
Instead, he walked straight past the burly man, who was sitting there with his hands raised, not daring to move, and went to the wooden door behind him.
He reached out and gently pushed open the wooden door.
In the room behind the door, a guy whose hands and feet were tightly bound was sprawled on the ground, wiggling and trying to move towards the door.
Seeing this, Luca slightly bent down and squatted, looking at the man whose mouth was sealed with tape.
His originally transparent half-rimmed glasses, perhaps due to the reflection of the light, were suddenly covered by a bright White glare across the entire lens, making it impossible to see his eyes.
"My dear uncle, is this the partner you found?"
Yes, this guy, who was tightly bound and indistinguishable from a captive, was Luca's cheap uncle, Dragan.
It was precisely because Luca observed Dragan's presence through thermal imaging mode that he ignored the big-bearded strong man in the outer room and walked straight in.
"Oh, my mistake, you can't speak like this~"
As he spoke, the smile on Luca's lips remained, and he reached out to his face, suddenly tearing off the tape sealing Dragan's mouth.
"Rip~"
A crisp sound.
Immediately followed by Dragan's continuous cries of pain.
Looking at the few strands of beard still clinging to the tape, Luca shook his hand in disgust and threw it aside.
"Luca! Luca! Believe me, those things weren't done by me, it was Kingpin, that Kingpin guy forced me. I'm your uncle, how could I want to send people to assassinate you!"
As soon as Dragan could speak, he immediately endured the burning pain on his face and cried out, begging for mercy and explaining.
His face was smeared with tears and snot, and his expression was very distorted.
However, Luca's eyes showed no sympathy, but rather he stepped back half a step in even more disgust.
Even though his right hand was a mechanical prosthetic arm made by Stark, Luca didn't want anything dirty to get on it.
However, Dragan's words made the playful look in Luca's eyes beneath his lenses turn serious.
Earlier, when he learned that there were only a few gangsters in this warehouse, and Dragan, the main culprit, was also tied up here, and the location was not in Hell's Kitchen.
Luca had already thought that his previous speculation was just an inherent prejudice from watching Marvel series, and that this matter might really have nothing to do with Kingpin, and everything was just his own imagination.
As long as he dealt with this group of people in front of him, he could continue to rest easy.
Who would have thought that Dragan would immediately expose the real mastermind the moment he opened his mouth.
'Damn it, it's really not that simple to deal with!' Luca cursed inwardly, but outwardly, he remained calm.
However, Dragan, seeing Luca's expressionless face, became even more terrified and quickly continued to beg for mercy.
"Luca, for the sake of your mother, Gina, spare me this time! It's all Kingpin's fault, he came to me and made me compete with you for the company. And the person who tried to kill you was sent by Barton, if you want revenge, go find him!"
Who knew, as soon as he finished speaking, before Luca could even react.
The big-bearded strong man outside the door, who had been quiet and patiently waiting for 'judgment,' suddenly started cursing loudly.
"You're full of crap! Dragan, you bastard! You were the one who actively sought me out and said you wanted to do this job! And wasn't Kingpin also screwed over by you? What are you pretending to be innocent for here! You bug in the gutter! Rat! Son of a bitch!"
Listening to the continuous curses from outside the door, Luca's expression, on the contrary, was no longer tense, and he regained a look of interest, staring intently into Dragan's eyes.
"Oh ho~ I suppose he's the Barton you mentioned?"
"My dear uncle, it seems you haven't been telling me the truth, have you?"
Facing Luca's calm demeanor, Dragan immediately panicked and tried to explain, but Luca stepped on his head to make him shut up.
Ignoring Dragan, who was racking his brain on the floor trying to figure out how to hide the truth, Luca stood up again and ordered White outside the door.
"White, help me take that big-bearded guy to the open space outside the warehouse and control him. Don't let him run away, and don't let him speak."
At these words, White, who had been staring blankly at the cobwebs on the ceiling in the outer room, immediately stood at attention.
"White understands." (●—●)
Then White took small steps to the strong man named Barton, extended a large hand to cover his bearded mouth, and with the other hand, tightly gripped his shoulder.
"Hello, I am now taking you outside. Please do not struggle violently to avoid injury." (●—●)
After saying that, White ignored the man's struggles and simply dragged him out of the room and stood still in the open space inside the warehouse.
White's powerful grip was like an iron clamp weighing a thousand pounds, remaining motionless no matter how Barton struggled. Eventually, Barton could only collapse like a dead fish out of water, half of his body going limp as he stood still.
Seeing that White could control the guy named Barton, Samira thought for a moment and then put away her gun and entered the room.
"Young master, I can handle the dirty work."
After speaking, Samira merely glanced at Dragan on the floor with disdain, then walked straight behind Luca, like a silent guardian statue.
"Alright, now that the irrelevant people have left, it's time for you, Uncle, to help me clear up some confusion."
"However, if the answers you give me, Uncle, differ from what that Barton says, I think, someone will inevitably be punished for it~"
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