Hu Ye didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but he just felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, and he had come to another world.

Judging by its surroundings, this should be a modern world. A distinctive yellow taxi drove past Hu Ye and told him that the specific location at the moment should be in New York.

This also made Hu Ye secretly smile bitterly, if he had known that he would travel to modern New York, he wouldn't have brought so much equipment here. You should be able to easily get weapons here, wasting so many experience points.

But it's useless to regret it now, Hu Ye walked aimlessly along the street, trying to figure out what kind of world this was first.

Hu Ye, who was alone, soon attracted the attention of several black brothers on the street. An Oriental wandering alone in Harlem is simply a fat sheep delivered to his door. The men winked at each other and followed him unhurriedly.

Hu Ye immediately noticed these guys, and couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart. These guys are honest, if they really dare to do it, Hu Ye will definitely not be polite to these people.

At this time, the owner of a shop on the street suddenly poked his head out and greeted Hu Ye: "Yo, you haven't been here for a long time, come in and sit down!" ”

Without waiting for Hu Ye to speak, the man came out and grabbed Hu Ye's arm and dragged him into the store. Seeing this, the blacks in the back could only go back helplessly.

After entering the store, Hu Ye found that the store owner's face was very familiar, and he looked exactly like the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he looked much younger.

This made Hu Ye vaguely think of something, and probably understood his current situation.

The boss was still seriously warning Hu Ye: "It is very dangerous for a Japanese to wander around in Harlem, and if you are unlucky, you will even lose your life!" ”

"I'm Chinese." Hu Ye seriously corrected the other party's mistakes.

"Chinese, Japanese, all Asian." The boss said indifferently: "Like the black people, we don't welcome those white old men, so we should help each other." ”

Hu Ye smiled: "You are right, my name is Hu Ye, thank you for your help." ”

"My name is Zeus." The black boss shook hands with Hu Ye, inadvertently glanced across the street, and immediately burst out with a foul sentence: "Fuck! ”

Across the street stood a white man, looking unawake from a hangover, with a sign on his body that read "I hate."

Seeing the familiar face of this white man, Hu Ye could finally be sure that he had traveled to the world of the New York robbery.

This is the third episode in the Die Hard series, in which a gang of robbers rob the Federal Reserve Bank's underground vaults. It would be so cool if he could follow behind and get some benefits, Hu Ye felt his blood boiling just thinking about it.

Of course, Zeus didn't know what Hu Ye was thinking, he only saw a brainless white man dying, and hurriedly said to Hu Ye: "You stay in the store, I'll go and drive that damn guy away!" ”

After Zeus finished speaking, he hurried out, and of course Hu Ye would not miss this good opportunity, and also strode out.

New York police officer John McKellen was also helpless, hanging signs and walking down the street in fear. God knows what the criminal who caused the explosion thought and actually used this method to trick him.

Although John had a pistol attached to his back, he did not dare to be careless. This is Harlem, and with the nearest reinforcement ten blocks away, the black gangs here can easily take out John before the backup arrives.

Zeus strode up to John and lowered his voice to warn him, "Hey, if I were you, take off the sign and get out of here!" ”

"I can't." John smiled wryly: "I'm a New York police officer, and if you read the news, you should know that there was a bombing this morning." The criminals asked me to do this, or I would detonate another bomb. ”

Zeus frowned and said, "Hell, you're looking for death, if someone else sees it......"

"Others have seen it." Hu Ye interrupted Zeus: "Guys, the situation is not good! ”

John had been noticed by a group of black men on the side of the street, all wearing large gold chains, all of whom had tattoos on their bodies, and they knew they were gang members.

The guys gathered around with unkind faces, intending to give this white man a hard lesson.

Seeing this, Zeus hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Guys, don't be like him, this is a psychopath!" ”

John hurriedly began acting, pretending to be insane.

But the blacks didn't care, and one guy slammed a beer bottle into John's head. There was a crisp cracking sound, and John's forehead immediately bled out.

The dagger in the hand of another black man stabbed at John, and Zeus had no choice but to help him block it, but his arm was slashed, and blood immediately flowed.

Knowing that the time had come to make a move, Hu Ye immediately cast the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending, and in a blink of an eye, he knocked several black people around him to the ground. Although he had shown mercy, these people were lying on the ground and could not get up.

"Chinese Kung Fu!" A black man shouted, pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Hu Ye.

However, Hu Ye's movements were much faster than him, and he casually picked up the lid of the trash can beside him and smashed it over. This guy was smashed to the ground, and the nosebleed immediately flowed down.

Hu Ye took the opportunity to rush up and snatch the gun from the other party's hand, and shouted at the other few guys who were about to move: "Stand back, or I'll shoot!" ”

The blacks all retreated in fear, and Hu Ye took the opportunity to intercept a passing taxi and shouted to the other two: "Get in the car!" ”

John and Zeus hurriedly got into the car, and Hu Ye also sat in the co-pilot's seat, and ordered the driver loudly: "Drive quickly!" ”

"Yes, yes!" The driver freaked out, slammed on the accelerator, and the taxi sped forward.

The blacks in the back shouted and cursed, and some shot at the taxi. Fortunately, the distance between the two sides was already very long, and no one in the car was injured as a result.

John said to Hu Ye and Zeus, "My name is John McLean, thank you for your help. ”

Hu Ye smiled and said, "My name is Hu Ye, and it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

This is not a polite remark, and now Hu Ye is really happy, and he is looking forward to going to the underground vault of the Federal Reserve Bank with these two to make a fortune.

Zeus was very unhappy, and muttered: "Okay now, those guys will definitely smash my store, and you police will compensate me for all my losses, you white lords, you don't care about the life or death of our blacks, what bastards......"

In Zeus's nagging, the trio returned to the police station. As one of the heroes who saved John, Hu Ye was naturally entertained by the police.

However, at this moment, several policemen rushed in. One of the bald men with eyes was a police bomb expert, carrying a black suitcase and shouting: "We found another bomb!" ”