I misunderstood my father, and it wasn't him!

But how could an old lady be in a bar?

Judging from the direction in which Liang Bing was traveling, it seemed that the two people were converging.

Gao Ning frowned and suddenly changed his mind.

An order was given, and the American GI, who had already sneaked out of the block, suddenly froze, then changed the direction of travel, jumped into a courtyard like a tanuki, and ghostly took a piece of clothes to dry, and disappeared into the bushes again.

Later, in a dense bush, the American GIs crouched down, wrapped the bits and pieces of equipment in clothes, and buried them in a hole of earth.

I made some disguises, quit the way I came, and looked back, and there was nothing worth noting.

At this time, the American GIs had nothing but a military uniform.

Originally, his standard equipment was equipped with a repeating rifle, which looked a bit like the M14, but it was more lenient, with a total ammunition of about 180 and two spare magazines.

Then there are some magical little pockets, which contain some unknown chemicals, which, as soon as they are broken from the middle, will quickly expand to the size of a sandbag, and gradually solidify.

It allows American GIs to build a trench on their own in just a few minutes.

However, although this kind of thing is magical, it is a disposable item that cannot be recycled, and it is still somewhat different from the American GIs in the game.

The GI's ghost walked through two blocks and into a dark alley.

Sure enough, deep in the alley, three or four black thugs were gathered together, elated, not knowing what they were talking about.

The GI strode forward and quickly caught their attention.

Menacing and obviously ill-intentioned, the thugs glanced at each other, took out their pistols without hesitation, and stepped forward with their necks on their necks.

"Hey, GI, this is not the place you should be, get back to your battlefield!"

"No, looking at the way he looks, he should also be a poor worm injured by stress disorder, let's go back to your mother's arms and nurse, idiot!"

The thugs burst out laughing.

Without saying a word, the GI strode to about 5 meters and suddenly charged.

He is a combat-type cyborg, and his biological brain is loaded with almost all combat software, and it is not easy to deal with a few thugs, even if they have guns in their hands, it is useless.

The GI was so heavy that he rushed forward in the blink of an eye, and he rushed through the gap between the thugs with his arms outstretched, and his arms smashed like hammers on the thugs' foreheads.

The two thugs in front flew up and smashed the people behind them directly.

This time he fell on his back, and the gun had already come out of his hands, and several people hugged their chests with painful faces, and they couldn't get up for half a day.

The little thug at the head was a little stronger, he endured the headache and wanted to break his hands and feet, and crawled out a few meters away, grabbed the pistol and pointed it behind him.

"You bastard, what are you doing? I hurt Lao Tzu to death, I have to kill you tonight...... Hey? Why are people gone? ”

After rolling on the ground for a long time, several other people gradually got up, except for a large bag on top of their heads, there was not much damage.

A few people turned left and right, the alley was obviously very narrow, and the distance between the two sides was very long, it was impossible to hide people at all, why did this soldier disappear in the blink of an eye?

"Damn, let this bastard run away, get me down!"

After a few thugs ran away, a figure jumped from the sky lightly, holding four mobile phones and a large handful of change.

These things are already all the stuff of the little gangsters!

Fortunately, in this era, technology has not been developed in later generations, and smart phones have not been developed, and these mobile phones look similar to PHS.

I searched in the address book, found a local number, and then used another phone to call each other, so that I got the phone numbers of all mobile phones.

After a moment of silence, the soldier slipped his phone into his trouser pocket, then walked down the alley to the main road, raised his hand to hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the bar.

On the other side, Liang Bing was also driving to find the address of the bar, and the co-pilot seat had a page 3 of the New York Times.

In a photo ad the size of a tofu block, Mrs. Liu gestures with a kind face and thumbs up, gesturing to the sign of the bar behind her.

Mario's Pizza Tavern.

Before coming, he checked the address first, coupled with the familiarity of New York in his temporary memory, it didn't take much time to find the right direction after entering the city.

Walk through the streets and alleys and slowly stop in front of Mario's Pizza Tavern.

After hesitating, in the spirit of prudence, she did not choose to park on the side of the road, but turned into the small parking lot in front of the tavern.

I got out of the car, took a quick look at the familiar signboard, and walked briskly into the bar.

As soon as the door opened, a lively atmosphere came to the face.

The décor here is very old, and it has the warmth of a country tavern, and the shelves are not full of dazzling glasses, but round barrels.

Most of the people who drink in the restaurant are also casually dressed strong men, and they are chatting with each other with huge beer glasses, and the appearance of laughing is very pleasant.

A bar girl came over with her huge buttocks, glanced at Liang Bing and asked expressionlessly, "How many guests?" ”

"Alone!"

"Oh, then you can sit at the bar by yourself!"

Although her name is Bar Girl, she is actually a middle-aged Mexican woman in her 40s, and although her face is still melon seed, her body has become a full bucket.

It can be seen that she should not be in bad shape when she is young.

However, this is a common problem of white people, except for a few who can maintain a good figure, most women will become polar bear aunts.

The bar girl was just about to leave, and Liang Bing suddenly had an extra $10 bill in his hand.

The bar girl's eyes lit up, and her movements were lightning fast, and the dollar bill was already in her breast pocket.

"Wow, you are so generous, what can you serve?"

"I'm looking for someone! That's her! ”

Liang Bing took out the newspaper, and the bar girl glanced at it, then pointed behind the bar.

"So you want to find Old Madame Marcell, she usually does her own thing behind the bar, you can go by yourself!"

Liang Bing nodded, pushed away the crowd of people singing country songs, and walked to the innermost side of the bar.

Only then did she see that Grandma Liu was sitting on the innermost side of the bar table.

At this time, he was wearing glasses with his head down, as if he was looking at the ledger.

"Give me a Bourbon!"

Liang Bing sat directly in front of Grandma Liu.

Grandma Liu raised her head and smiled: "Shouldn't you drink champagne at this time?" It's rare to win in the mission world! ”

"Let's save the champagne for last, this mission is a bit tricky!"