Vol 4 Chapter 9: New York Killing Competition (3)

Time enters the 8th hour.
The Hummer was whizzing past the street, and gentleness still used telescopes to search for targets from time to time.
Hong Lang is always paying attention to the leaderboard on the coat of arms.
Fortunately, during this time, the killing value of the adventurers has been greatly increased. The top ten adventurers also seem to have lost good luck, and their scores have been rising slowly.
This made Honglang breathe a sigh of relief.
When your grades are not good, watching others' results is equally bad, which is undoubtedly the biggest psychological comfort.
Especially when this kind of achievement is related to your own life.
The Hummer has entered the Brooklyn area, and it is almost officially entering the city of New York.
Brooklyn used to be a well-known black community. Due to its low level of education, it was once the region with the highest crime rate in the United States. It was regarded by some as a place of confusion, dirtyness, and sin. With the changes of the times and the development of society, Brooklyn’s former notoriety has gradually improved, although the blacks here are still hostile to foreign races, but after the emergence of mutants, the emergence of new racism, even the blacks themselves Involved in this new race of the race.
Perhaps the history of the black slaves has always made the black people hate racism. Therefore, compared with white people, a considerable number of black people have sympathy and even support for the mutants. The consequence is that the war in Brooklyn is the smallest.
The street layouts of most of Brooklyn are as neatly organized as chessboards; many street names are named after numbers. On both sides of the wide and bustling commercial street, there are many small streets and alleys in the quiet residential area. The houses are multi-colored, but the architectural style in each small street is often consistent. In addition to some apartment buildings of no more than six floors, most of the houses are two-storey buildings, with independent bungalows in the greenery, fairy-tale spires, exquisite and practical double-family or townhouses; The colonial style of the circle, the Victorian style of the window, the thick and precious brown stone, and so on. These old houses with different styles, colorful colors, neat and beautiful appearances have a history of hundreds of years. They are like elaborately dressed half-old Xu Niang, and the vicissitudes of life are gorgeous. Strolling through the streets and enjoying the gentle leisurely, you can see the safflower green grass of each house's front yard, and the decorative pieces that seem to be unintentionally scattered there. It is pleasing to the eye and beautiful.
The Hummer slowed down on Brooklyn Street, and although New York City has now become dying under the ravages of war, the Brooklyn area, known as the City of Trees, remains intact in many respects. The once chaotic land is becoming the best place for law and order in New York, which has to be said to be a satire.
Sinking in the car and watching the scenery on the street, he suddenly pointed to a restaurant in front and said, "I have eaten at that restaurant."
Gently put down the telescope and look at the sinking.
"Two years ago, I was on a business trip to New York. I had a guy who introduced me here. A black boy ran to China to learn Chinese food. When he came back, he opened a Chinese restaurant. Can you imagine? He is bigger than Most Chinese are still authentic, but the business is not good. I have eaten there several times and made friends with him... I just saw him standing at the door of the restaurant." Shen Xiao smiled and looked gentle.
Tenderly thinking about his head, then said: "Do you think if you go now, will he know you?"
There is a trace of confusion in the eyes of Shen Yan: "I don't know..."
Thinking about it, he smiled and shook his head. "No, this is impossible. This is not the world we have experienced and familiar with. They just look alike..."
He looked at the gentleness: "A group of NPCs."
Gentle open mouth, I want to say that after all, nothing was said.
Shen Yu looked at the restaurant behind the car, his eyes filled with sorrow - if the people in the mission world are just a group of NPCs, then what about themselves? What are they?
No one can answer this answer.
The indulgence of thoughts spread out and gathered in the wind, and concentrated on him. He patted King Kong’s shoulder to: "Stop here, I will go back and find some news."
"Are you sure you can find out what you want here?" King Kong was somewhat suspicious.
The place where they stayed at the moment is called 230 Street.
New York’s place names are represented by numbers, extending from First Avenue to hundreds of places. For example, the famous Fashion Street Fifth Avenue and so on.
230 Street is a famous street in Brooklyn, but not because of its prosperity, but because of its chaos.
Before the war between humans and mutants, this place was known as a place of chaos and a gang fight. There are more than 20 murders in the 230 streets every year, kidnapping, theft, and countless cases. In the famous movie "Die Hard 3", Bruce Willis played the New York police in this area is only left a pair of underwear, while still hanging a sign on it, saying "I hate black Ghost." - He was almost swallowed by local blacks.
At this moment, facing the puzzled eyes of King Kong, Shen Xiao smiled.
He whispered: "The land of chaos is often a well-informed place."
There is a nightclub on the corner of the street that is open for business.
In the war years, the industry was dying, but the form of entertainment in nightclubs was almost unaffected. When people don't have enough money to travel around and watch the beach beauty on the beach, getting drunk is one of the most economical ways to entertain.
Especially those who do not know tomorrow's mob, confuse, for them, hurry to enjoy youth, is the focus of life.
The nightclub is full of sweet music. On the big stage in front of it, a large group of dancers sing and dance. The bunny girl in a three-point costume walks around the wine tray and asks for the needs of the guests. There are guests everywhere in the box. The cigar on the hand smothered the smoke.
Sinking in front of the bar, I took out ten dollars and put it on the stage: "Whatever you want."
The bartender quickly sent a cup of martini to Shen.
The US dollar was exchanged before entering the city. Compared with those who entered the mission world, he preferred to solve the problem in a softer way. One point is exchanged for 20 dollars, and the exchange rate between the renminbi and the US dollar is fixed by the city. It is fixed to the eternal 5:1. Shen Yan said that this is the prediction of the future RMB appreciation of the city, and the gentleness thinks that the forecast is somewhat belittle.
"Do you need something more? Sir." The bartender sent a diligent smile.
Shen Yan took out a ten-dollar and sent it to the bartender: "An answer to my question will do."
"That depends on what the problem is." The bartender was very cautious and did not receive the money.
"I want to know who is the most informed person here."
The bartender’s face was a bit difficult. He thought about it and whispered to his ear and said:
If there is no urgent matter, it’s best not to look for him. That person is not good.

"You just have to answer the question."
"Add another ten dollars." The bartender replied.
When I got twenty dollars, the bartender quickly put the money in my pocket, and then wiped the table with a rag, while saying nothing: "Box No. 3, Mr. Mobley, I will not admit that I told you.

"Understood." Shen Yan nodded.
In the nightclub field around, Shen Shen found a position to sit down.
From here, you can see the No. 3 box. You can see a middle-aged man through the hanging bead curtain. On the outside of the box, there are two big-shaped men standing on the outside, and the bare arms are large tattoos.
After squatting, I looked at the middle-aged man for a while, reached out and snapped a finger, and a woman came to him: "What do you need to come to?"
Shen Yan took out a stack of dollars and put it in the hands of the woman: "Choose a bottle of good wine for me, and give Mr. Mobley in the box No. 3."

Do you need anything for me?
The girl is very clever.
"Nothing to say."
Then the woman left with money.
Not long after, a bottle of high-end red wine was delivered to the No. 3 box.
The middle-aged man asked a few words in surprise and looked at the distant sinking after getting the answer.
Shen Yu pays tribute to the man toast.
Not long after, the woman came to Shen Yu and said: "Mr. Mobley asks you to go."
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In the box No. 3, Mobley stared coldly at the sinking.
This is a cold-faced man. It belongs to the kind of person who knows who he is.
Mobley is the famous black hand. He is mainly responsible for collecting dirt and selling dirty. The people who have the most contact with such activities are criminals, the news is also very well-informed, and the two are black and white. Therefore, occasionally, there are some businesses selling information.
Mobley looked at the opposite sinking moment, and for a moment, he said to the girl around him:
"Do you know why I called this person over? Not because he sent a wine worth 800 dollars, but because he didn't ask for anything in the process, you know that the world is easy to find a group of freaks. But it is very difficult to find someone who is unselfish and not asking for a return." He said to the girl around him, but his eyes looked at him: "I believe that he is not the kind of person who does not ask for a return. In fact, I also Don't deal with this kind of person. It can only explain one thing. Our friend really has something to ask me, and he is very energetic and confident, but he obviously still ignores me Mobley, he should use Three thousand dollars of wine to attract my attention."
Mobley pointed his finger at the wine on the stage: "This bottle of wine can let you sit in front of me, but as soon as you say something that makes me unhappy, I will let you throw you out."
Shen Xiao smiled: "I never thought about using eight hundred dollars to exchange Mr. Mobley's lunch time. Although you are not Warren Buffett, in some respects you can also have a lunch with you. Quite a good price, especially for well-informed people like you."
"I know so." Mobri groaned. He wiped his mouth with a napkin: "Tell me, what do you want to know?"
"There is news about mutants."
"If it's an ordinary message, go out of this box and you can ask enough people to ask enough."
"About where they are and how to find their message."
"That's not ordinary news." Mobley narrowed his eyes, put a large cigar in his mouth and sucked a few mouthfuls. After spitting out a large circle of smog, he slowly said: "Ten days." Before, a few shards bought a group of arms at Lehman Brothers. Someone recognized one of them as a mutant. One of my buddies noticed the whereabouts of the weapons and he got an address."
"I want that address."
Mobley looked at Shen Yu with some doubts. He thought about it. He licked the cigar ash in front of the sinking body, and then slowly said: "I don't know what you are, but I am not interested. I don't even want to know what relationship you have with the gangsters. Want to get news from me? Yes. $300,000."
"Three hundred thousand dollars?" Shen Xiao smiled: "Not cheap."
"The FBI is also the price."
"No." Shen Yan shook his head: "If the FBI people come over, they will throw you a piece of information. There are all the wicked things you have done in these years, which add up enough to keep your next life in jail. I will spend it in the middle. Then you will take the initiative to tell them all the news they want to know, in exchange for the good days you continue to be free, including those who continue to slaughter me."
Mobley laughed and ate. He slammed the woman around him and pointed at the finger with a cigar. "I like this guy."
Then he took a hand to the table and shouted: "Either take the money, or get out of the way! Look at the sake of the wine, you have the last chance to go out with your own legs."
Sinking and smirking: "I have forgotten to tell you something. I gave you a bottle of wine worth 800 dollars, not because I want to use it for your lunch time, but because I found the current New York and I originally expected New York to be different. This is a chaotic era. Although money still has a role, it no longer has a dominant position. There is another thing that is more valuable than money, and the cost is very low. Considering money It doesn't mean much to me, so I can be more generous and use it as a compensation for you."
"make up?"
"Yes." Shen Xiao smiled.
He shot in a lightning bolt, held down Mobley's head and pressed his head into the fruit bowl on the stage. The big scorpion outside the smack came in. When I saw this, I was about to make a sound. Shen Shen’s left hand stretched out, grabbed the neck of one of the big men, and pressed the thumb of the left hand to the other’s throat. The plop fell softly to the ground. Another big man was about to shoot a gun, sinking his foot on his instep, grabbing his collar with his backhand, pulling him down, pulling it to the front of the stage, knocking on the back of his head, the same man Turned over and rolled his eyes on the spot.
This set of attacks was smooth and flowing, and the two bodyguards around Mobley were easily solved without sinking. The two women around Mobley had just reacted at this moment, scared to scream, and Shen Shen had put a finger on his mouth and made a squeaking gesture.
A glimpse of Mobley, this guy has a face full of melons.
I took a squashed grape from Mobley’s face and indulged with a small toothpick and said to Mobley:
Give me the address, otherwise I will take your eyes as a grape pick. Go down and stuff it into your mouth."
His expression, Sven, is not like a person who has a hot hand. But Mobley was used to all sorts of gangsters. He knew that it was not the way he looked at him but the way he looked at him. When he was shot, he easily put down two bodyguards, and his brows did not wrinkle. He said that he shot his hand and the action was fast and embarrassing. This fully shows that this is a master who is used to the wind and waves, and is not a false statement.
Can be mixed with him, not to see the coffin only to cry, Mobley immediately replied: "145 Street ... Hudson Building, there is an underground garage, at least 20 variants are there!

"Very good." Shen Hao nodded with satisfaction, clutching Mobley's hand slightly loosened.
For Mobley to go to the residue on his body, patted his face, and said with a gentle tone: "You know that most of the time I don't like to use violence to solve problems, but I have to admit that it is often It is indeed a very effective solution. This bottle of wine is a sin, I wish you a happy evening."
Said, Shen Yan stood up and walked out. He casually glanced around and was about to leave, suddenly a scene flashed in front of him.
A young white man is coming out of the box next door, and his wrist is a coat of arms.
Adventurer?
Shen Shen was shocked.
At this time, the adventurer also saw Shen Yan, and his eyes also showed an incredible look.
At the same time, two people looked back at the box they came out, and they sighed and sighed:
"Who are you sitting next to the box?"
"My men."
"The guy who found the mutant track is also in the box."
"Yes." Mobley did not understand why the other party suddenly asked this question.
"Damn!" Shen screamed.
Not far from the white man is obviously asking the people in the box, and got the same answer, also issued an angry scolding.
The two men looked at each other again, and the eyes spurted a blazing flame.
The next moment, they suddenly ran away from the nightclub.

Shen Hao quickly rushed out of the nightclub, and Jackie Chan’s signature action jumped into the Hummer from the window and shouted:
Fast! Drive!

At the same time, the white young man rushed out and ran to a red sports car not far away, and shouted: "Drive! Drive fast!"
King Kong asked while he was launching: "What happened?"
Shen Yan replied in a loud voice: "Nothing, it is to encounter other adventurers, they also got the address, you can't open faster, it's someone else's late arrival."
"Mom!" King Kong screamed, and he slammed out of the gas pedal.
The two cars started at the same time and rushed towards 145 Street.
The red sports car started slightly later than King Kong and landed behind the Hummer. Driving is a young and glamorous blonde woman, sitting in the back of the car with two men, a white man and a black man.
This momentary look at the Hummer passing in front of them, the young white man sitting in the pedestal shouted: "Weina! You better be faster, we have to grab in front of them!"
"Despite the peace of mind!" The blonde woman answered with a smile.
Open a control box on the bridge and reveal a row of buttons. The blonde woman pressed on one of the red buttons and whispered softly to the white young man: "Inject nitric oxide."
The tailpipe of the sports car ejected a raging flame, and the red sports car flew out like an arrow, surpassing the Hummer.
"Oh oh!" The adventurer on the red sports car also screamed loudly at the same time. ~EbookFREE.me~ The previous white man was sticking out the in the car.
"Mom!" Honglang and a boxing hit the console, and the console bezel fell off, revealing countless wires inside: "How do you drive this idiot?"
"The car is modified!" King Kong replied loudly: "The speed of this car is not as good as it is, and I am not familiar enough with the road!"
Shen Yudao: "Tender, look at the map, find the best route to 145 Street! Estimate the time to arrive."
Gentlely spread the map, and the fingers are drawn on the map: "The 145th Street is in the Queens area. From here, it takes at least 68 blocks. If there is no traffic jam on the road, it takes about 40 minutes to catch up. But at their speed, I estimate that it can be reached in up to 30 minutes."
"10 minutes is enough to kill all the mutants several times. We must arrive in front of them, gentle, find a route that will allow us to arrive within 20 minutes!"

It’s much simpler.
Gentlely draw a line on the 145th street and the current position:
Open the line.

The people in the car, look at me, I look at you.
"Oh, no!" King Kong shook his head. "That's crazy."
"Crazy things let me do it." Shen Xiao smiled: "This time I am driving, gentle you to lead."
"But I am not a professional navigator." Gentle and exclaimed.
"We don't need a profession."
At this moment, Honglang suddenly screamed: "There is a rear-end accident in front of it, which is causing traffic jams. Mom, it is the adventurers."
"It doesn't matter." Shen Yan calmly replied: "We haven't used this road for too long."
"Tie a seat belt!" King Kong issued a hysterical bark.