West Midtown looks even more dilapidated in the rain, and 44th Street, built a few years ago, now looks more like a garbage dump next to a stinking ditch because of the lack of people to clean it. The buildings on both sides of the street are dilapidated, and the red brick walls with peeling skin are mottled like a clown's strange face.

Wall Street is New York, Broadway is New York, but this is also New York, but this is just a New York slum, and it is a famous slum, a place that even the police dare not set foot in easily, because there is another name that makes all New Yorkers frown - Hell's Kitchen.

However, for Adel and Clifford, this place is not so terrifying, on the contrary, their life here is truly like a fish in water, because they are Irish-Americans, and Hell's Kitchen is the place where Irish immigrants live, and of course, where the Irish gangs are at their strongest. Although the once noisy Irish gangs have been hit hard in the past two years of fighting with the Italian gangs in Sicily, Hell's Kitchen is still a place that no Italian dares to set foot in, because there is still the only remaining boss of the Irish gang, Ernie Madden. This madman, who dared to kill in the street as a teenager, had a great reputation for murder and quite a brain, so the Italians did not want to provoke him.

"Adel, are you sure we don't have to leave New York in a hurry? You've cheated the woman out of two thousand dollars, two thousand dollars. Standing under the eaves of a dilapidated workshop, Cliford smoked a cigarette in an old abandoned factory and said to Adair, who was contemplating beside him.

Clifford had been uneasy about Adele's $2,000 from Bella, and he felt as if the police were already eyeing them, as if someone was going to arrest them at any moment.

"Clifford, don't think about running away anymore, I've already said it, this is the money I earned, not a cheat, the woman gave it willingly," Adair squatted down, wiped the muddy leather shoes on his feet, and said with some impatience in his mouth, "Well, I think what you should think about now is how to spend these two thousand dollars, say, what do you want, I will satisfy you." ”

"Oh, how about Myleville's doughnuts?" Collifor immediately threw the matter of escape out of the clouds as soon as he heard Adair say this, and he asked expectantly as he looked at Adair.

Adair touched his nose helplessly, sighed and said, "Clifford, when are you going to eat the two thousand dollar doughnuts?"

"What about the woman?" Clifford's eyes lit up, and he made a wish, "Dibar, I've wanted to that woman for a long time, but I just didn't have a chance. ”

Adel knew this woman, it was a ** on 41st Street, except for her big breasts and coquettishness, there was nothing left to speak of, and of course, the price of the overnight stay was low, and 20 dollars could not be used.

"Clifford, forget Dibar," Adele patted Clifford on the shoulder and said helplessly, "That kind of woman is too low for us, and she doesn't deserve our two thousand dollars." ”

The light in Clifford's eyes dimmed, he was a little deflated, Adel struck him, and the long-fantasizing Dibar seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

"Well, let's go to Brillins," Adel felt a little amused, he turned his head to look at the rain outside, and after a moment of silence, said, "How about a one-stop service for him?"

Brillins is a famous pastime in the Hell's Kitchen District, where not only beautiful women, but also good food, of course, alcohol is also indispensable, and because of it, it is an underground nightclub, which is illegal.

"Can't we get in, can we?" Clifford's mind hadn't changed yet, he heard Brillins' name, and subconsciously said, that place is not for the homeless to enter, it is the territory of the Gopher Gang, where trouble will be killed.

"Why?" Adel turned his head to look at him, first reached out and patted him on the chest, then smiled, "Look at yourself, Clifford, you are a man of status now, and you have money on you, in New York, where can you get in with money?"

Clifford looked down at the suit he was wearing, although it was already a little dirty, it was still well-dressed, and he felt that with such an outfit, it should be no problem to enter Brillins. Knowing this, Clifford was happy again, he stepped out from under the eaves, and said excitedly: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go quickly, you can also buy donuts on the way, Mellevy's donuts." ”

Looking at Clifford's face flushed with excitement, even though the face looked a little hideous, Adel still felt inexplicably happy. Clifford was his friend, the first and only friend he met after he came to this world, they were all vagabonds, they were all beggars who had eaten the last meal and never got the next, but as long as Clifford wanted to get a bite to eat, there would definitely be half a bite of him Adelle. This kind of affection cultivated in times of tribulation made Adel not feel lonely in this strange world. So, having earned his first money today, he is happy to improve his life for Clifford and let him experience what life is like for a rich man.

The two of them walked outside on the path paved with gravel and furnace ash in the abandoned factory, and when they were about to reach the door, Clifford, who had just been drenched by the rain and was no longer so excited, asked, "By the way, Adel, what do you mean by a dragon?"

"That's what full service means," Adel was also speechless at this surprisingly long reflex arc job, and he grabbed Clifford's shoulders and grinned, "Guaranteed to make you happy." ”

Don't look at the Coolings nightclub is famous in the Hell's Kitchen district and is an upscale entertainment venue, but if you look at the whole of New York, this place is out of the ordinary, and those who really have status and status will definitely not go out of this kind of place.

When Adel and the two of them braved the rain all the way to 41st Street, the sky was completely dark, but they still kept going, and when they came on the way, Adel specially bought a box of doughnuts for Clifford, which was considered to fulfill a small wish of his.

The site of the Brillins nightclub was supposed to be a large warehouse, but after the Ground Rats took over the place, they simply remodeled the warehouse to make it look like it is now divided into upper and lower sides, with a pool garden at the back.

The warehouse, ah, no, is a nightclub, and the main part of the first floor of the nightclub is a small theater where there are cabaret performances every night, and the show is borrowed from the Broadway theater. Of course, while these programs are borrowed, there are also some minor modifications, such as changing "Galaxy" to "***" and the like.

In addition to the small theater, there is also a bar on the first floor, however, this bar does not sell alcoholic liquor, which is the business of the bar on the second floor.

On the second floor, in addition to the bar, there is a small casino, and in addition to that, there are guest rooms, which are an important tool for the nightclub's revenue.

In this era when ordinary people earn twenty or thirty dollars a week, in a place like Brillins, the consumption is naturally not very high, and with two hundred dollars, you can have a lot of fun here all day, of course, gambling does not count.

After handing over their four-dollar ticket at the door, Adair and Clifford walked into the small theater on the first floor, where an opera was playing...... Let's say it's an opera. A man and a woman are singing on the stage, the man is holding a trident in his hand, and the woman has a pair of wings behind her back.

Clifford had obviously never seen such an explicit opera, and the whole person was stunned, he stood in the back row, his mouth open, his eyes glaring, and the harness in his mouth was about to flow out. Unlike him, Adel did not like this kind of vulgar performance, which was, in the words of later generations, a bit spicy to the eye.

The worst thing is that there is a strange smell in the huge theater, like someone has put a sticky fart in a dark and damp basement, which can make people sick to death.

After a few minutes in the theater, he couldn't bear it anymore, and watched Coliforgu look at himself with relish, and cheered from time to time, so he had to get up and tell him that he was going to sit in the bar next door, let him finish it, and then hurried out of this filthy place.

Compared to the theater, the air in the small bar is much fresher, at least the strange stench.

"Hey, a glass of ice water," Adel didn't like to drink that sweet drink, so he ordered a glass of water from the bartender after taking his seat. Of course, he didn't forget to put a $5 bill on the table while he was ordering water, and there was nothing free in this damn place.

At this time, most of the guests were watching the show, there were not many people in the bar, the bartender naturally came over, pushed a glass of water with ice in front of Adair, and at the same time, looked at him curiously, and said, "Look at you very strange, did you just come to New York?"

"No, I've been here for years," Adel sighed as he took a sip of the ice water in his heart, "but I was poor and had nothing to spend here." ”

"Oh, you've made a windfall lately?" asked the bartender, wiping his glass.

"Well, I made some money by betting on the right game," Adair said.

"You don't look like a bad gambler," the bartender looked at him again and smiled, "Got it, you mean stock trading." ”

"That's right," Adair nodded and smiled.

"Which one?" and where, Josel?" the bartender continued.

"Oh," after listening to the bartender's question, Adel realized that the stock speculation that the other party said was not the same thing as the stock speculation he thought.