When night came again, Sean had quietly gone out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dressed in a black hooded outfit with a metal stick hidden in the wide cuffs, Sean took advantage of the night into the darker alley.

He has the precise target of the second-hand market, which is on the edge of Hell's Kitchen.

It's just that even though he's on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, his apartment is still a long way from the street of the second-hand market.

The night in Hell's Kitchen is peaceful, which is absolutely unique in a bustling city like New York, but this tranquility is not attractive to people, because the tranquility here is always hidden darkness and sin that you can't imagine.

Sean walked on a long road, halfway through the walk, his face was no longer as relaxed as at the beginning, along the way he encountered two roadblocks, one of which happened to himself, and the other happened to a drunken lady, he could fully imagine what would have happened to that lady if he hadn't intervened to solve those gangsters, and this is although the drunk lady didn't appreciate it at all, and even pushed away and helped her up very rudely, He continued to staggered away with the wine bottle, but he still had no reason to be angry.

He suddenly found that what he was doing was something meaningful, which was no longer just his own careful thoughts, but also the pursuit of goodness in his heart.

Just as everything is contradictory, the path to justice is not necessarily accompanied by light, but the end of the road must be light.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and it was not the normal night that went completely with the passage of time, but the gloom and darkness of the dark clouds gathering and heavy rain in the future.

When he came to the second-hand market again, the already lively flow of people had become sparse, and it seemed that they had also noticed the impending heavy rain and began to return home one after another.

Sean stood on top of a small two-story building a street away, looking at the street not far away with a blank face, only to see that the flow of people was decreasing, sparse, and many shops began to close, they all knew that there would be no customers in this weather.

Finally, a drizzle fell from the sky, the lights of the roadside shops were turned off one after another, and finally the last light disappeared, and the whole street was completely plunged into darkness, Sean exhaled softly.

Money wasn't the most important thing for Joe, but he had to have money if he wanted his mother, who was suffering from Alzheimer's in the nursing home, to receive the best care for his old age, so he had already given up his bad job with no way out and found an easier, more lucrative job helping the Stantons, a small gang in Hell's Kitchen, deal with stolen goods.

Born in Hell's Kitchen, Old Joe has long been accustomed to those gangsters on the street, and even when he was young, he was one of them, thinking about becoming an underworld boss all day long and changing the fate of his life, but in fact he only did some small things about stealing chickens and dogs, and in the end, this idea completely disappeared because his father died in the gangster conflict, and his mother needed to take care of him, he finally grew up, and finally got a job that could support his life, and lived a dull but fulfilling life.

But life never goes the way people think, his mother's sudden illness drained all his savings, and then he had to contact the gang again, but fortunately, his former playmate became the leader of a small gang today, and he had this job of selling stolen goods as second-hand goods at a low price, which was not too close to the underworld, but it was one of them.

Today's weather change made what should have been a good business shut down, but Old Joe didn't bother about it, all he wanted was for his mother to receive good care, and this shop has always been known for its low prices, and business has been good, so except for the one that has to be given to Stanton every month, the rest can maintain a good life in addition to paying his mother's expenses, which makes him basically have no pressure.

After tidying up, he finally closed the door of the shop and turned off the lights outside, only at this moment he suddenly heard a soft sound in the room behind the small shop.

Frowning suspiciously, he still took out a pistol from under the cash register and walked cautiously inside.

Hell's Kitchen is a common place for crime, and burglaries are common, but almost everyone here knows that the Stanton gang is behind the shop, so no one is looking for trouble, so this situation is worth treating with caution.

There are generally two kinds of this situation, one is that the kind of little thief who comes in is not aware of the situation, this situation is usually very dangerous, and the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger This sentence is not only popular in the East. Others are other gangs or other people who are specifically targeting the Stanton Gang, and this is a dangerous situation.

Moving slowly, Old Joe walked into the house, and felt the switch of the light with his palm.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the lights in the whole room immediately lit up, Lao Qiao subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he broke open again, he saw the open window, the curtains rose due to the wind, and on the ground was a broken flower pot, he exhaled relaxedly, and put down the pistol in his hand.

"Joey Eddard, I have something to ask you."

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in the bright room, and Old Joe's face that had just relaxed suddenly changed suddenly, and he was about to turn around and raise his arms at the same time.

Call!

Bang!

A powerful invisible force suddenly struck out from behind Lao Qiao, slapped him out directly, and slammed into the wall, and several photo frames hanging on the wall were directly shaken off and shattered.

"Who are you? This place belongs to the Stanton Gang, and no matter what you want to do, it's best to think clearly about the consequences of offending the Stanton Gang in advance! Old Joe struggled at first, but found that he couldn't break free at all, and immediately said.

Sean didn't respond, just reached out and pressed the switch of the light, making the room dark again, walked slowly behind Old Joe, and spoke again.

"Again, Joey Eddard, I have something for you."

Sean reached out and directly pressed the palm of Old Joe's hand holding the gun, broke his fingers hard, grabbed the pistol in his hand, and pressed it against Old Joe's lower back.

"You...... You said. Old Qiao shuddered and swallowed his saliva.

"Tell me about the Stanton Gang."

Bang!!

A flash of thunder and lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, leaving a trail of flickering, and the light rain finally became heavier, pouring and crackling.

But even so, Sean's words still came clearly into Old Joe's ears, even more than the thunder outside the house.