The night of April 23, 2010. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night fog was thick, and on the Brooklyn Bridge in New York, a few cars drove slowly by in a blurry halo with flashing lights.

The sea water under the bridge slapped on the thick and cold piers with gray and white foam, the water surface was pitch black, sparkling and reflected the colorful and brilliant lights of the buildings on both sides of the river, with the ups and downs of the sea water flashing and flashing, looking more deep and dark like the abyss of hell.

The whole world is clamoring to rectify the environment, but it has little effect, especially in a metropolis like New York, with a population of nearly 20 million, the air is filled with the smell of car exhaust and haze and dust, and the visibility is extremely low, at most you can only see the distance of five or six meters.

The headlights of the car in the daytime could not penetrate the fog, and a black Ford Sprinter van slowly drove over the bridge, and the pungent cabin filled with marijuana smoke resounded with the deafening sound of "Gangs of New York", and the stout man in the car cursed the damn weather in New York while smoking marijuana.

Wearing a black windbreaker, Yan Yan flashed in the fog with a cigarette in his mouth, his pace was light, he followed the car without slowness, the speed was not much slower than the van, and after more than ten meters, a pair of bright eyes stared closely at the red taillights of the van.

After walking for about ten minutes, a heavy truck drove head-on, the dazzling brilliant lights pierced through the fog, and the figure in the haze was vaguely reflected, with black messy hair, yellow skin, and then a pair of bright eyes, a slightly thin body wrapped in a black windbreaker, and the erected collar blocked most of the young faces, making it impossible to recognize him.

The footsteps stopped, Yan Yan's body gradually became transparent, and after about a second, the whole person disappeared into the night fog out of thin air, and the oncoming truck driver was stunned for a moment, but soon regarded it as a hallucination that appeared after a long drive.

The two cars staggered by, and about fifteen seconds later, Yan Yan reappeared in the fog and continued to follow the van unhurriedly.

The stalked-down Sprinter van slowly drove through the haze and gradually drove to a dark street on the border between Brooklyn and Queens, stopping at an inconspicuous corner, an area of mixed ethnicity and violence, one of the most filthy and chaotic concentrations of violence in New York City.

A couple of men with thick and thick body hair like brown bears, cursing the damn weather in resentment, stepped out of the Sprinter van, holding AK47s in their hands, not caring about attracting the attention of others.

The three dirty stray dogs were frightened out of the garbage can, and the homeless man curled up in the corner of the cardboard box and foam board closed his eyes tightly.

A man with marijuana in his mouth swayed over like a fat brown bear preparing to hibernate, pulled open his crotch, and forcefully poured the smelly urine on the homeless man, shook it comfortably, and cursed in a low voice, "Suck my **!" Dirty bastard! Lao Tzu is in a good mood today, now get out of here! The next time I see you hanging around here, Lao Tzu will screw your head off and stuff it into the **! ”

A few big men not far away burst into laughter, and the homeless people quickly picked up the belongings on the ground, like a few stray dogs, and disappeared quickly along the street corner.

In the shadow of the corner, Yan Yan squinted his eyes and quietly looked at a few big men more than twenty meters away, although the haze was thick, it could not affect his vision at all.

In addition, the driver was a total of eight burly Russian men, with swelling muscles like cast iron, almost tearing up the crisp black suits, and seven of them held AKs, surrounded the men with metal boxes in their hands, and walked into the alley.

The dark alley is only more than 200 meters, and you can see the end at a glance when it is empty.

"Hell! These American pigs with no concept of time! The Russian, carrying the suitcase, glanced at his watch, turned his head and spat on it, cursing viciously in a low voice.

About two minutes later, two figures, one tall and one short, stumbled into the alley, the tall black man was covered in the smell of alcohol, and the petite woman holding him seemed to be unable to bear the man's heavy body, and staggered into the alley.

The flickering gun stunned the woman, but the black man rushed to the wall and vomited, pulling her with him.

"Shh......h Chick! Your boyfriend is! Why don't you follow me? Ha ha!! A Russian man laughed with a smile on his face, holding his crotch with his hand.

"You son of a bitch, what are you talking about?" The black man staggered to his feet, his mouth spewing a strong smell of wine, and slowly walked towards a few Russians.

"Click!!"

"!! Stop me! Seven guns were loaded at the same time and pointed at the black man, and the man with the box in his hand said indifferently, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!" ”

"What? If I don't go, will you be like beating me to death? Son of a bitch! The black man approached slowly, and said in a cold voice.

The Russians who took the lead suddenly found that although the black man was full of alcohol, his black and white eyes were clear and cold, and he was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and hurriedly shouted, "There is a problem!" Shoot!! Shoot! Beat him to death! ”

The tongue of fire bloomed, and the pitch-black barrel spit out deadly bullets very quickly, and the tight white T-shirt on the black man's upper body was instantly punched out of dozens of holes, but the bullets hit the black skin like steel, but it seemed to hit the steel plate, making a crisp sound of "clanging", and each bullet was flew.

The black man laughed fiercely, rushed in, and threw a punch out of his right hand, which actually brought out a sound of air compression, and the Russian man who was punched, his chest suddenly collapsed inward, as if he was hit head-on by a truck, spitting blood, his body flew out upside down, and rolled out more than ten meters away.

In just an instant, the two burly bear-like Russian men fell to the ground, and the other people hurriedly raised their guns, but they obviously forgot that there was another woman, and suddenly rushed behind the two Russian men, pinched the back of the neck with both hands and one hand, like throwing a pillow, lifted the two men with two hundred pounds above their heads, smashed them to the ground, and at the moment they landed, there was a piercing "click" bone cracking sound.

The battle ended in a short time, and seeing that the black man was still ravaging a few poor Russians fiercely, the petite black-haired woman stopped in a slightly dissatisfied whisper, "Luke! That's enough! ”

Luke took a deep breath to calm down, stepped on the hand of the Russian carrying the box, crushed it from side to side, and cursed in his mouth, "It's because of you crumbs that the nights in New York are so long." ”

"Night and day are always the same! Luke Cage"

With a faint mocking sound, a sexy beauty with long black hair and wheat complexion slowly emerged from the thick mist, holding a steel fork in each hand, and the tight-fitting ninja suit was as obvious as fire, outlining the bumpy figure even hotter.

In the shadows, Yan Yan's eyes were hot and unabashedly swirling on the body of the female ninja in red, and at the same time, he calculated that the effect of the fog of trickery was better than he expected, especially with these weird ninjas of the Hand Club, if he didn't know it in advance, it would be difficult for him to find the clues.

In the mist, there were shadows and shadows, but in the space of breathing, forty or fifty black-clothed ninjas, armed with katanas and steel forks, appeared behind her silently like ghosts.

Luke flashed horizontally, blocked the woman behind him with a dignified face, carefully bowed his waist slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Damn!" Hand Club! How did you guys end up here? ”

"It's easy! Because I deliberately let you know the information about the transaction with them! The female ninja in red chuckled, pointed at the two of them with her left hand neatly, and said coldly, "Kill!" ”

The black-clothed ninja behind him leaped out quickly, his movements were neat and fast, and dozens of people rushed at the same time, but there was not a single sound under his feet.

"Just you? Don't! Luke let out a low roar and threw a punch that knocked a black-clad ninja flying like a fly.

The corners of Yan Yan's mouth twitched, and the sound of bones breaking reached his ears, but the black-clothed ninja shot up as soon as he landed, and quickly flew up again, and at the same time, on the roofs on both sides of the alleyway, dozens of swarthy gun barrels stretched out, and the tongue of fire gushed out, and there was a sudden sound, aiming at Luke and the two of them frantically strafing.

Luke's white shirt was instantly smashed into a fishnet, and even though his dark hard skin could bounce bullets away, the crackling rain of bullets still made him scream in pain.

But his companion did not have such a terrifying body as his, and almost at the same time, blood splattered, and the petite woman snorted, and two bloody wounds were pierced by bullets in her lower abdomen and shoulder at the same time.

"Jessica !!" Luke screamed, rushed forward and took the woman in his arms, and ran with his head down in the face of a hail of bullets.

The "crackling" sound was like a drifting rain beating against the eaves of the window, and the dark muscles flew the bullets, and Luke Cage rushed out of the ninja's encirclement like a wild black tank.

"Chase!" The female ninja in red leaped out first, and the ninjas in black followed her in a neat swarm of bees, only one ninja remained, bending down to take the metal box in the hands of the Russians on the ground.

Yan Yan, who had watched a good show, smiled slightly, and his body disappeared into the dark corner in a second.

As soon as his hand touched the box, the ninja suddenly became alert, but it was obviously too late, and a long knife had already pierced neatly through the back of his heart and out of his chest.

The ninja struggled to turn his head, but before he could see the person behind him, the knife flashed, and his head was simply cut off, and before the blood in his neck could spurt out, the corpse turned into countless powders in an instant, and disappeared.

It was obviously not the first time Yan Yan had seen this scene, and he was not surprised by the strange scene in front of him.

"What's so good about fighting and killing! Money is the most important thing! That's why I said, cleaning the yard is the most promising profession in the world! Picking up the metal box on the ground, the heavy weight suddenly made him smile with satisfaction, looked around for a moment, and quickly left and right along the street corner.

It was a wonderful night.