"Darling, is this the case every time you travel through the world? If that's the case, then I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you all the time. ”

"I swear, Katie, it's the worst crossing I've ever experienced."

Wang Dali thought a lot about taking Catherine through the crossing.

Considering the problem of rain, they held up an umbrella; Considering the climate, the two wore couple shirts, but Wang Dali also helped Catherine hold a thick down jacket.

However, the two never imagined that after passing through the world, they would actually come to a sewer.

Smelling a special smell in the sewer, Wang Dali felt that his whole person was not good.

"Darling, is this world your hometown?"

Catherine turned her head expressionlessly, and the cold gaze like a dead fish made Wang Dali look away in embarrassment.

"No, I don't feel a sense of belonging to my soul. If this is the world I'm from, I'm sure I'll feel at home. ”

"Then send me back, I'm going to take a shower right away, and I'll take a bath for at least half an hour!!"

Later, Catherine was almost roaring, so frightened that Wang Dali hurriedly sent her back from the portal behind her.

Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Wang Dali, who also put back the down jacket in his hand, whispered to himself.

"Huh, next time, I'll explore the way first. You can see the other side of the portal, but you can't smell it! ”

The process of coming to this world was very smooth, and Wang Dali did not feel the hindrance of the will of the universe. On the contrary, the cosmic will here even passed on to him a warm invitation of 'friend, you are welcome to play'.

After making sure that there was no danger on the other side, Wang Dali walked over with Catherine. I just didn't expect that there was no physical danger, but mentally I was hit by a huge blow.

Next, Wang Dali was about to open a portal to leave here, but he heard a faint voice coming from not far away.

"Hey, you heard me wrong, right? It's a sewer here, so who's going to have nothing to do?! ”

One of the voices said in disbelief, but the other immediately retorted.

"No, I'm pretty sure I just heard a woman's voice!"

Then, another voice appeared.

"You're thinking about that woman just now, Michelangelo."

"Nope!"

"You have it!"

The three of them were noisy, and when they reached a place about ten meters away from Wang Dali, the fourth voice suddenly sounded from the darkness.

"Shhhh Look, there's a guy there! ”

Although it was pitch black in the sewers, it did not affect Wang Dali's vision. He turned his gaze to where the sound had come from, only to find four crouched bodies carefully hiding their figures, looking a size bigger than him—

"Turtle?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Dali's voice quickly spread in the empty sewer. Within a fraction of a second, it was picked up by the four tortoises on the opposite side who were walking upright, with limbs similar to those of humans.

"What should I do, he found us?"

The turtle with the orange blindfold was a little panicked when he spoke, and the turtle with the red blindfold beside him pulled out two three-strand forks from his waist with a snort. He looked vicious, and as he spoke, he strode towards Wang Dali.

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Hey Raphael!"

The turtle, which was covered by two knives and wore a blue blindfold, rolled its eyes and grabbed Raphael's shoulder.

"Let's go, and if we are seen, we will be seen. There were no photos or videos to see how he looked, and no one would believe him when he said it. ”

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Raphael put away the three-strand fork in his hand. The four turtles spun around and quickly disappeared into the dark sewers.

Looking at the three very familiar figures in the distance, Wang Dali smiled lightly.

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? Interesting. ”

……

Because of its position as the center of the world economy, New York City has a scary appearance rate among many works, and the people of New York are often living in dire straits.

In New York, for example, there is a black organization called the Bigfoot Gang.

The Bigfoot Gang isn't the only black organization in New York, but it's the most arrogant. After each operation, they leave their logo in place — a giant three-fingered toe — and have a history of police fires several times.

They are large, agile, well-trained, and disciplined. Every action is organized and purposeful, and it is the top priority for New York City.

There have also been a few Bigfoot people who were arrested by the police, but they would soon die in the police station for various reasons, and there were even crazy actions of the Bigfoot Gang leading the crowd to attack the police station and rescue the people in the gang, and when the army came, they all disappeared without a trace, making New Yorkers 'smell their feet'.

It's just that the Bigfoot Gang, which is the tyrant of New York, has been blown up today as if it had been fired. Countless thugs underneath were activated, and a large number of official members of the Bigfoot Gang were dispatched, seemingly looking for something.

"The Bigfoot Gang deserves to be the underground overlord of New York, that's really rich!"

Looking at the large amount of gold and jewels on the opposite side of the portal, Wang Dali nodded with satisfaction.

After having the ability to open the portal, Wang Dali wondered if he could make a storage space, but of course he failed. He's not a top student, as a scumbag who can't even read the four-dimensional star map and only has a secondary school degree, do you expect him to be able to study the storage space alone, a profound skill that even Strange hasn't mastered?

However, he came up with a trick. It's about digging a big hole in the moon, burying everything you want to store in it, then filling it with a big rock, and when you need it, just go through the portal and get it.

As a gangster with a reputation in New York, Bigfoot certainly doesn't keep his money in the bank. They made a warehouse out of a thick layer of cement and 30 centimeters of steel plates, and threw large sums of gold, jewelry, and dollars into it.

Twenty-four hours a day, day and night, eight people are guaranteed to guard the warehouse.

The key to this warehouse is in the hands of Slade, the leader of the Bigfoot Gang. It was only during his routine inspection this morning that he found that countless gold and jewels were missing, leaving only a warehouse of dollar bills, as if he deliberately did not take them away and laughed at him.

Slade was furious on the spot, and after torture, he killed all the guards, gave death orders to his subordinates, and even stopped many of his original actions. Bigfoot's move also stirred up nerves in the NYPD, and the NYPD chief urgently contacted the military to send troops out.

Tonight, at the slightest spark, the explosive barrel in New York City will explode in an instant.