The exchange of fire ended quickly.

The table where Swift was hiding was jerked up, and a voice said, "Get up, big reporter." ”

Swift looked up tremblingly and saw a face with an ugly crooked mouth.

"You're looking for me?" Swift asked.

"yes, looking for you. I heard that you messed with the government? We love going against the government the most. After that, he tilted his mouth and shouted, "Found it, noodles, the big reporter has nothing to do." ”

So the man at the bar who looked like he was checking for any surviving wine turned his head to look.

The man had big eyebrows and eyes that didn't match his gangster status, and a black mole on the right side of his face, so his face was easy to remember—yes, just as easy to remember as the crooked-mouthed guy in front of him.

"Well, it's him." The black mole man called Noodle walked over and stared at Swift's face for two seconds before nodding. He then began to strip Swift of his clothes with a rough motion.

"Y-What are you doing?"

"Take off your clothes, let me see, do you have your press card? Well, here. Okay. Look, which of the dead people here is more like you? I think that's good. Noodles kicked a corpse not far from Swift.

Swift also understood what the gang was going to do at this time, he calmed down a little, so he began to look at the corpse, and then he nodded: "It's a lot like me, but ......"

"That's the right avatar, take off your clothes, throw them on him, and give me your hat." With that, Noodles threw Swift's hat that he had worn for several years on the restaurant table, and Swift's clothes were covered by him on the corpse on the ground, and then he snapped his fingers, and another lean-looking mafia came with a gasoline can.

"Are you going to miss this store?"

"Of course, this is the best way to show our possession of this neighborhood, and a fire will let all the gangsters know that Vagulia has burped and that the street has changed hands. Come, give him a change of clothes, and give him a gun. ”

A minute later, Swift changed into the same clothes as the mafia, put on a gentleman's hat, and got an unloaded Remington shotgun.

"Take it easy," the crooked-mouthed guy who found him at first smiled at him, "and go with a little momentum, like a real gangster." ”

At this time, the noodles left the restaurant first, and when they opened, they could hear the sirens coming from the distance on the street, but it would take a few minutes to hear the sounds.

"The police are so slow...... Swift muttered.

The thin man who had just poured gasoline immediately replied to him: "Because the police's attitude towards black and black is like this, they want us to fight to the death." ”

Noodle ran to the car without saying a word.

Crooked Mouth pushed Swift from behind, forcing him to run, and when everyone got into the car, the car sped off before the door was closed.

"If you catch us, it's a lot of trouble. We usually run away so quickly after a vote, just because we are afraid of the other gangsters fighting back. But there will be no counterattack today, Vagulia is finished. Noodles, who were sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and looked at Swift. With that, he glanced back at the already burning restaurant.

"That's why I ...... for me"

"Don't be stupid, it's just that we're planning to annex this street as well. Lately, the Vargulia guys have been doing too much in the dock union, and someone has a bill for us to settle them. And you're just a poor guy who happens to eat there, which is normal, and it's happening almost every day of the year. ”

"So where am I going now?"

"We'll send you to another employer who pays you, and then it's none of our business where you go. Now that you're a dead man in the eyes of the U.S. government, even if they find out you're alive and want to kill you again, they won't have that chance. Because the death of a famous journalist in a gang fight is big news, your colleagues will definitely report it like crazy, and by the time the U.S. government finds out that something is wrong, your memorial may be over. ”

Swift immediately understood.

Reporters have a lot of police informants, and this kind of exciting news will soon be used by the police personnel to subsidize their families, and reporters will not feel that this news is the kind of news that needs to be treated with caution, but will feel that it is a great opportunity to attract attention.

Soon the news of his own tragic death will be flooded with newspapers large and small in the United States, and there is nothing more sensational and more controversial than the death of a famous journalist who has just made big news at the gunpoint of a gangster.

"So I'll never be able to be a Swift, can I?"

"Of course, I don't know why you're getting so much attention from the big guys," the man called Noodles looked back at Swift, "but I can guess it has something to do with that report, right?" The U.S. government wants you to die, which means that there may be something wrong with the report, maybe it wasn't what you really wanted to write, and you're trying to reveal the truth, right? ”

"Yes, absolutely." Swift whispered.

"You're such a fool, you definitely have the opportunity to choose to cooperate with the government, if I were you, I'd sit back and be a big journalist, what do you call that, Pulitzer right? Is it Pulitzer? In short, it's the journalism award, the award that you reporters will be awesome after you reporters won it. You see us street brothers dancing on the tip of a knife to get money, you just have to sit in the office, use a typewriter to snap, you can gain fame and fortune, you even choose to expose the truth, what a fool. ”

Noodles' words left Swift speechless.

However, after a brief silence, Noodle changed his words, "However, maybe I will be like you, and go against the government or something." That's what makes me feel alive. Aside from women, this is the only one that makes me feel like a living person. ”

"You're such a good badass, Noodles." The thin man complimented loudly, and the crooked-mouthed man laughed.

At this time, the car drove on the highway out of the city, and Swift couldn't help but ask, "Where are we going now?" ”

"Didn't you say that I would give you to the master who took another share of the money to us, and we don't know the rest. The place of delivery is at Pier 3. There was a strike today, and there was no one on the dock, so it was the right time to do this kind of trade. ”

(Same as yesterday.,There's a chapter at three o'clock.,Friends who can wait can wait.,If you can't wait, you'll see it tomorrow)R1148.