New York!
Manhattan!
A huge construction site.
Accompanied by the night wind in the darkness, Valon, wearing a dark green suit and holding a black gold cane, slowly walked out of the passage of the Shadow Kingdom.
The Black Hand trio behind him and Typhoid Mary, who had completed her battle preparations, followed him out.
The passage to the Shadow Kingdom is really convenient.
As long as the ninjas have been to places, from San Francisco to New York, it only takes a blink of an eye.
"Where is this?!"
"It wasn't like this the last time I came here."
The black gold cane was stuck on the ground, and Valon looked at everything around him with interest.
It was a chaotic scene filled with all kinds of building materials, and the original appearance was no longer visible.
This is the half of New York that was destroyed, and everything is being built.
"Boss, this is Fifth Avenue in Manhattan!"
"Since the last time, the wealthy people in Manhattan have joined forces to provide some charity relief."
"In fact, they have the whole of Manhattan in their pocket."
I spent some time in New York before Zhou.
He collects intelligence about New York for the Mafia organization, so he knows some of the hot news in New York.
For example, Mr. Wilson acquired a lot of land in the name of charity.
What an evil rich man.
"The acquisition of Manhattan is such a good thing?!"
"You know that New York can have such a large-scale reconstruction plan, it's all thanks to me."
"Isn't it unjustifiable that I don't have a share in such a good thing?!"
Vallon touched his chin. He was also very interested in charity. Why couldn't the rich people in Manhattan share his share? !
"Zhou, that Mr. Wilson you are talking about must be a very good person."
"We'll go talk to him later."
Wallon easily planned the next plan of the Black Hand organization.
As a mature dark organization, it cannot only be the boss who takes the lead, but the junior members below must also learn to do things.
I believe that Typhoid Mary, who has been involved in the assassin and mercenary circles for many years, helped, plus the name of Blackhand Valon.
In this crazy world, it should be easy to find some lunatics who are also not afraid of death to build a black hand organization in the new world.
"Forehead……"
"Okay, boss, I'll put this on my schedule."
Zhou pushed up his small yellow glasses and took out a small notepad from his arms.
This life is different from the past.
If a black hand organization wants to develop and grow, it must embark on the path of managed management, and all actions must be planned.
"Go and say hello to Mr. Wilson..."
"Okay, I took note of it!"
"I think he'll welcome us!"
Zhou himself mumbled and wrote the arrangements in a small book!
Changing from the funny guy in the Black Hand trio to Valon's personal secretary, Zhou is learning this recently.
But obviously... Zhou Zhen really needs to practice the job of gathering intelligence.
"..."
Right behind you.
Watching Zhou writing and drawing there.
Typhoid Mary was speechless. Could it be that these guys didn't know who Mr. Wilson was? !
What a three idiots.
That's right!
As a big entrepreneur, an outstanding philanthropist, and an important figure in the Manhattan reconstruction plan, Mr. Wilson!
Maybe ordinary people will not understand it, and those at the top will not say anything even if they understand it.
But for those "madmen" who have special abilities and are very popular in the killer circle.
Almost everyone knows that Mr. Wilson is Kingpin.
In fact, Kingpin never wanted to hide his identity for these "madmen".
Gangster organizations these days are like running a business.
This is what Kingpin always believed in, and Mr. Wilson does the same now.
Ordinary people who have no contact with these dark circles can only see Mr. Wilson, the great Manhattan philanthropist whose support index has been soaring!
However, for the upper-class people in those circles, they and Kingpin were on the same rope. This was the case before and it is still the case now.
It's just that after Hell's Kitchen ceased to exist and all criminal records were erased that night.
Kingpin just changed the way he cooperated with them.
As for the "lunatics" in the mercenary circle, these people are hired by Jin Bing. It doesn't matter whether they know Jin Bing's true identity!
after all.
No one in this world will believe what a "madman" says.
"oh……"
"I almost forgot...I'm also a lunatic!"
A smile appeared on Typhoid Mary's pale face. She only had eyes for her dear boss now!
I don’t know what happened to Valon this time.
…
at this time!
New York is like an island in the deep ocean, which doesn't mean it's peaceful.
The rushing "deep sea vortex" is tearing everything apart! !
far away.
The 20,000 clones separated from Lantian Jade, coupled with the various battle sequences of the military.
In the chaos, all kinds of bright flames erupted, and a war was taking place. This was the source of uneasiness for all New Yorkers.
And within New York City.
With the blackout affecting the entire New York State, New York was the first to lose its light, which undoubtedly increased the accumulation of negative emotions.
However, those scum who were hiding in the corner before that.
At this time, they were released from the cage again, and they remembered the last night in New York where they were smashed, looted, and burned.
Although some of the garbage has disappeared in the last joint clearance of the New York Police Department and the military.
But in the chaotic New York, this kind of scum will always come back whenever there is an opportunity.
And more, it will affect the entire dark New York state.
In the face of disaster, some people will always reveal their true nature, and if this scope is expanded to the entire state of New York, it will be an even greater disaster for kind-hearted people.
Even though police stations in various cities have taken action, they are inexperienced and find it difficult to withstand such large-scale turmoil.
There was smashing, looting, and burning everywhere, and there were screams, shouts, and wails everywhere! !
This is a carnival for the scum. They smash up shops and banks, steal money, and enjoy the last moment of fun.
Even in New York.
Some doomsday people have already proposed their final theory of life! !
"There will be no such luck this time, and New York is doomed."
"Hahaha!!"
"This money is all mine."
"Enjoy everything before you die!"
crazy.
These guys are completely crazy.
They didn't want to retreat to the safe zone at all, they just stayed in this dark New York. Everything in the darkness belonged to them.
This is the most "simple" idea of these bastards, and it's really rubbish.
"hurry up!"
"Don't stop for those in front, hurry up!!"
"Get that broken car out of the way and try your best to maintain order."
Everything was being done in the dark, and old George was holding a trumpet in his hand and roaring at the top of his lungs over and over again.
no.
This speed simply doesn't work.
The evacuating team was obviously trying its best to speed up, but as the chaos intensified in the darkness.
The road leading to the safety point was now crowded with more people, vehicles, and a lot of crying and noise.
Even though the New York Police Department is already working hard to direct, more and more people are stopping.
Wrapped in the darkness of New York and hearing everything heading toward chaos, more people wanted to give up.
"Why!"
"Get everyone moving."
"No matter what we do, we can't stay in New York."
George Sr. obviously knew the seriousness of the problem.
He shouted on the police station's internal communication channel that he wanted his police officers to cooperate and that more New Yorkers must be taken away.
Because once the chaos really starts, the people who stay in this city and are affected will definitely end up badly.
"Gwen..."
Old George, holding a bullhorn, looked at the fleeing crowd and suddenly thought of his daughter.
Before leaving the house, he had made it very clear that Gwen would go to the nearest safe spot to wait for him.
the last time!
absolute! !
This time is the last time.
After tonight, no matter what... Old George secretly swore in his heart that he would retire early.
And right now.
"Hey, Mr. Director, what are you talking about?!"
A very familiar voice.
This was a voice that he could never forget even in his dreams, and it suddenly appeared behind old George.
"!!"
Old George only felt his head buzzing.
"W-Walong!!"
"You, why are you here!!"
Just for a moment.
Director George felt his whole body stiffen, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.
"Ha ha!"
"You seem surprised. I thought you missed me."
It was Valon who appeared on the NYPD's retreat route!
"..."
No one would miss you, bastard!
Director George stared at Vallon warily.
Such a familiar posture, still wearing a crisp suit, with a black gold cane on the ground, a graceful look, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.
How could this relaxed posture resemble that of a wanted criminal meeting the Commissioner of the New York Police Department? !
Everything is so natural, and the boss of the Black Hand is still so arrogant! !
It's just like……
The last time we met...
No, I can’t mention the last time, that was the beginning of all nightmares.
"Sir, sir!!"
"Something big happened, you, look at those thugs!!"
"No, they are..."
"Black, black hands!!!"
And just when Director George was stunned by Vallon's sudden appearance.
The frightened shouts of the police officers came from the communicator inside the police station.
"Don't move, Valon!!"
"What did you and your men do?!"
Director George felt something bad immediately and took out his gun as quickly as possible. Old George didn't know whether this small gun was useful to Wallon.
But this undoubtedly shows his attitude.
"Don't be so panic!!"
"I'm just standing here, not moving."
Wallon looked at old George with a smile, since they first arrived in this new world.
After the first few robberies and kidnappings of the Mafia organization, Director George had been chasing them.
Speaking of which, he is the most familiar person in this new world.
But since Tony was kidnapped in New York last time, they haven't seen each other for a while.
Although Director George has issued a wanted order against the Mafia organization, there are too many problems involved in the rebuilding of New York.
So much so that the New York Police Department had no way to really hunt down the Black Hand organization, which undoubtedly deprived Valon and the others of a lot of fun.
"As for my men..."
"Of course I am contributing to New York and helping you evacuate the crowd."
Hearing Vallon say this, Director George immediately realized something was wrong.
"hurry up!"
"Move slowly, hurry up!"
"Shoot, shoot, see who is faster than the bullet!"
not far away!
Just a little ahead of the road, the voices of the Black Hand trio came.
It was still a familiar voice. The information about important members of the Black Hand organization was as familiar to Director George as if it was imprinted in his mind.
Zhou, Lasu, and Ah Fen, he would never forget these three guys no matter what.
And at this time.
The Black Hand trio is active among the evacuated people! !
"Da da da!!"
not only.
The guns in their hands spit out tongues of fire.
Each of the three people holds a Sig Sauer M17! !
This is a little toy that Typhoid Mary gave to Zhou and the others. In fact, they are having a lot of fun playing with it now.
The people who hesitated in the darkness finally encountered the light. Anyone who dared to stop escaping would be immediately given a "surprise egg" by the other party.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Help, help, mom!!"
"Where are the people from the police station and the military..."
"Run quickly, kill someone!!"
The effect is extremely outstanding.
The first reaction of people who had just given up on evacuation when encountering a terrorist attack was to run away screaming.
With the sound of panic rising one after another in the darkness, everyone's retreat speeded up.
after all……
Under the threat of life, everyone wanted to use all their strength to escape.
"Wow!"
“I just knew people’s potential was endless.”
"no need to thank me!"
Vallon looked at the people of New York who were "running" again, and then looked at the mafia organization's ever-increasing [Ruby].
Said to Director George with great satisfaction.
In fact.
can have such outstanding results.
Not just the Black Hand trio, but somewhere else in the darkness.
Darkness that was even richer than darkness appeared, and those shadows turned into human forms. The ninjas who emerged from the Shadow Kingdom were faithfully executing Valon's orders.
"Ahhh!"
Scream!
The game of cat and mouse has begun, as long as you run slowly!
You will be dragged into the nightmare by the shadow soldiers! !
At this moment!
People in New York finally understand!
In the face of fear, everyone is unleashing their potential. Now no one wants to stop and miss the beauty of New York!
Um!
The evacuation work that gave the New York Police Department a headache seemed to go much smoothly all of a sudden.
"Sir!!"
"I, what should we do now!!"
In the police station's communication channel, the shocked police officers asked Old George about his next course of action!
"..."
Director George was stunned for a moment!
Chase people away with guns, shoot with guns, and there are shadows chasing people! !
These are what Vallone said...to contribute to New York? !
Farke! !
If it weren't for the Mafia organization, or if it weren't for Walloon, would New York have ended up like this? !
It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others! !
The Black Hand organization just wants him dead! !
The more I think about it, the angrier I get! !
Old George's entire face was red from suppressing it, and blue veins popped out on his forehead! !
"Click!"
The bullets were loaded, and old George raised his gun! !
"Wallon!!!"
"Black-handed bastard!!!"
"I will fight with you!!!"
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