Dark alleys.

Clarke, who was extremely vigilant, stared at the people who were walking slowly, felt an inexplicable oppressive force, and when he wanted to pull out the gun, Yang Chen, who was wearing a mask, had already run wildly, and the black windbreaker fluttered with it, cold to the extreme.

The Green Hornet?

More than a dozen women standing on the street were surprised.

They didn't know what was happening, and they stared wide-eyed, only to see the cold man who rushed out of the night running wildly for a distance, jumping into the air, and instantly crossing a distance of four or five meters, a sideways domineering flying kick hit Clark in the chest, and the bastard they hated to the bone was pushed down, and after falling, he slid out against the road for a long time.

The women standing on the street opened their mouths one by one, unbelievable.

Yang Chen didn't look at these poor women who were very just now and were now stunned, step by step, straight towards the fallen Clark.

Lying on his back, Clark struggled to turn over with a sharp pain in his chest, and when he saw the man who had brought him fear approaching, he hurriedly crawled towards something.

His side gun.

When he was kicked down just now, the gun fell to the ground.

When he desperately reached for his gun and stomped on the hand where he was touching it, he raised his frightened face and said that he was a Manhattan police officer.

"Sheriff Clark, you're what I'm looking for."

Clark was completely stunned when he heard this indifferent voice, since this person knew him, the sheriff's identity obviously did not have any deterrent effect.

"What do you want to do?" Clark asked in horror.

"What's not to do, I'll talk to you." Yang Chen condescended, glanced at Clarke, who was lying on his feet like a humble and pitiful worm, and then glanced at the street girl who had been exploited by Clark for many years not far away.

Democracy, equality, freedom.

Pure bullshit, isn't this country that is about to tout itself as a paradise for adults also eat the strong?

In the small hotel on the other side of the road, in the foyer, two big men probed their brains, they were gang members who were responsible for keeping an eye on the women standing on the street, preventing someone from making trouble on their home turf or not paying for prostitution.

Clark, who is in cahoots with their boss, encounters an accident, and the two find it difficult to turn a blind eye, and after a while, they walk out with a Remington shotgun.

Yang Chen, who was stepping on Clark, suddenly lifted his windbreaker, stretched out his right hand to his waist, pulled out the gun, and fired two shots in a row seemingly at random, and the bullet actually hit the shotgun in the hand of the big man without any deviation, and the huge impact force made the two of them unable to grasp the body of the gun, and the gun landed, and the two were stupid and lost their ground.

Yang Chen inserted the pistol back into his waist, waved his hand at the frightened man, and motioned for the two to get back.

The last glimmer of hope to get out of the predicament was stifled, Clark closed his eyes in despair, Yang Chen bent down, dismantled his gun, carried him like a chicken, and walked into the vast night.

The women standing on the street looked at the back of the majestic shore that was getting more and more blurred, and there was a hint of intoxication in their frightened eyes, Green Hornet, Spider-Man, Iron Man, they thought of a lot of heroes.

Most of the weak who have been oppressed and humiliated for too long are looking forward to the incarnation of justice, and at this moment, Yang Chen is the chivalrous man in the minds of these poor women, punishing them for rape and eliminating evil.

The Harlem neighborhood is one of the oldest districts in New York, and it looks dilapidated due to its high crime slums.

In fact, every city is like this.

Behind the glamour there are many corners that hide dirt and dirt.

Yang Chen parked this narrow alley, there were no street lights, and the two homeless men squatted by the small brazier to keep warm, and the brazier lit up a small place by the way.

Yang Chen stuffed Clark into the G55 off-road vehicle, and the homeless man turned a blind eye, blackmail, robbery, murder, and rape occurred almost every night in this neighborhood, and the homeless who were used to living in this area were accustomed to any violent situation.

Even though there were a few screams in G55 one after another, the two homeless men were still unmoved, and they hung up high and hung up as if someone in the car was blown up by chrysanthemums.

Pop chrysanthemums.

Yang Chen really doesn't have this fetish.

Clark, who screamed, was tossed to death by Yang Chen's acupuncture technique, and he couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear it, and he had done many dirty things over the years, including secretly taking nude photos of his sister, which was shaken out, which shows how terrifying Yang Chen's methods are.

Not to mention Clark's flesh and blood.

The top CIA agent fell into the hands of Yang Chen, and if he couldn't die quickly, he would definitely be cleaned up and asked what to say.

In the process of Clark's narration, Yang Chen has been filming with his mobile phone, and Clark finally said that he is Benicio's cronies, and what dirty things he has done for Benicio, he really knows everything, and he has endless words.

I see.

Yang Chen didn't expect that Benicio, who had been implementing a high-pressure policy against the New York gangsters for more than ten years, would actually be in cahoots with the Gambino family.

In the United States, even if it is a president, seriously harming the interests of some people, it will attract a fatal blow, such as Kennedy and Reagan in recent decades, Reagan was more fortunate than Kennedy and saved his life.

The president is still like that.

A small NYPD chief, who has been cracking down on gangsters for more than a decade, has no one to retaliate or assassinate, and is living comfortably is strange enough.

If anyone thinks that the rule of law and democracy in the United States cannot be so chaotic, it means that the naivety and immaturity have not left you.

The forces behind the JFK assassination were able to control the FBI and destroy all the evidence, making the assassination of the president an unsolved mystery that will forever be lost in history.

This can happen.

What else is impossible?

What's even more incredible is that the biggest suspect in the assassination is also the beneficiary, Linden? Johnson was not investigated in any way, but instead served Kennedy as president for five years and was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom.

This is a country where anything is possible.

In the back seat of G55, Yang Chen got what he wanted, lit a cigarette, and smoked leisurely, Clark curled up beside him, shivering, like a little white rabbit who had encountered a big bad wolf at close range.

"Do you want to be the chief of the New York Police Department?" Yang Chen didn't say a word, which made Clark's mind turn around, and said that the governor of the authorities, it seems that the sheriff has come to an end, and now his mind is full of thinking, if he is released, he must hurry home and take the money he has collected over the years and leave the United States, otherwise the crime will be exposed, and it will be enough to sit in prison for hundreds of years.

Clark didn't know whether to shake his head or nod, and faced Yang Chen tremblingly, Yang Chen looked at the appearance of this nest of dead dogs that couldn't support the wall, his face was full of disdain, he spat out smoke, and said quietly: "You go." ”

Clark was pardoned, he couldn't wait to jump out of the car, limped away, and ran away without forgetting to report to his master Benicio what happened tonight.

Kill the younger brother Clark of the little wife.

Kill what Clark called "The Green Hornet".

With this thought, the New York police will go into action.