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The night was dark, and thick clouds obscured the stars and moon, but the city was still brightly lit.

Sin takes root in the shadows, and the more intense the light, the more amazing it grows.

Although the gangsters are no longer in sight, they have never disappeared.

The fat man, dressed in a neat light gray suit and carrying a long cane, walked slowly down the crowded street, his fleshy bald head and large body made him easily the center of attention for everyone, but the passing crowd just glanced at him casually, they didn't have so much time to care about other people's lives.

"Jin Ji." Behind the man, a young man's voice came, and the man stopped and turned around.

In the midst of the endless crowd, there stood a young man in a black coat and a tall hat, whose red mask covered half of his face, making him look extremely mysterious.

"Ha, who should I be, it turns out to be the notorious gangster." There was no smile on Jin Ji 13's face, and his facial features were frowned on, looking extremely gloomy.

"You dare to stay in New York?" Chris ignored Kim and 13's taunts, and from the moment he found the gang leader, he couldn't contain his emotions, and even his words were trilling.

"Why not? I'm a good law-abiding citizen. ”

"Really? I guess you're not the real person, Jin Ji, you still want to be the underworld hegemon of the United States, are you really as cowardly as a mouse, do you want so many stand-ins? ”

"Stand-in? No, no, I'm not a stand-in. Kim and 13 pointed his stick at Chris and said, "So, what are you going to do, gangster?" I remember you were the best street thug at group fights, which is why you got such a tasteless nickname. Are you going to call out your little brothers? ”

This vicious sarcasm made Chris tremble with anger, but he waved his hand anyway, and the next moment, a group of thugs in black suits emerged from the crowd, and automatically separated the passing crowd, and formed a small circle, surrounding Jin and Jin.

"Ha, the lackeys will come as they say, so obedient." Jin Ji 13 was on crutches, relying on his height of a head taller, looking down at everyone present.

Just as Chris was about to say something and was about to sneer at him, an old American lady with white hair grabbed Chris's clothes.

"How can you do this, knowing that this is going to jam traffic? It's a pedestrian street, who do you think you are? Do you think this is your turf? Do you think you can run rampant in this city? Others are afraid, but I won't, and I'll stand up and let you know that there are people in New York who aren't afraid of death. ”

This old lady who interjected a bar made the tense atmosphere stiff.

Chris looked at the hunched old lady with a small bag speechlessly, and thought: You are so old, of course you are not afraid of death!

But Chris can't really be rude to an old lady, he can only explain: "I'm not a gangster, I'm a hero, I'm a superhero......"

"What kind of hero are you? Gangsters who fight in groups can also be called heroes? The old lady threw the bag at Chris, and what was even more pitiful was that Chris couldn't fight back, "Hurry up, you guys get out of this street quickly, as long as I'm alive, I won't let you mess around......"

At this moment, the old lady's son finally rushed over, and while he pulled the old lady away, he was a little afraid, and bowed his head apologetically like Chris: "I'm sorry, gangster, I'm sorry, my old mother came to New York for the first time, I haven't heard of your name, you don't want to be like her, I, we won't bother you to hunt down criminals." ”

After apologizing, the middle-aged man pulled the old lady to turn around and run, and even the onlookers who were eating melons unconsciously ran up, quickly away from Chris's chartered venue.

"Heh, superhero, it seems that you are not popular." Jin Ji13 sneered and sarcastically.

"But it's enough to use it against you." Too lazy to talk nonsense with Kim 13 again, Chris waved his hand, and the thugs around him suddenly swarmed up.

They roared with their fingers in their hands, and slammed their fists at the door of Kim and 13's head.

The momentum is violent, and it is indeed a ruthless routine for gangster fights, but it has no effect on Kim and 13.

Kim Nai-13 is huge, but the flesh on his body is not fat, but muscles, and this unique structure makes him the most feared warrior on earth.

Jin Ji13 nimbly moved his heavy and huge body through the crowd, first with a flick of his left hand, a cane was drawn on the arm of the thug who was the first to rush from the side, breaking the guy's hand, and then, he took half a step back and kicked at the thug who came from the front, directly kicking the man's internal organs, and almost at the same time, his thick hand had pinched the thug who was swinging his fist from the right, and the strong crutch backhand was drawn on the thug's head, directly knocking him out.

The thugs who rushed from behind Jin Ji 13 saw that Jin did not look back to pay attention to them, and one by one they hurriedly seized the opportunity and used all their strength to smash the finger tiger on Jin Ji 13's head.

The four heavy blows fell at the same time, but Jin and 13 just shook his head, as if he didn't realize it, and the next moment, he turned sharply, and at the same time waved his right arm, slamming heavily on the waist of one of the thugs, knocking him to the ground with ease. Then, without any pause, Kim Jon-13 threw another side kick that crippled the other thug.

Five minutes later, all 20 thugs brought by Chris were lying on the ground, some of them wailing in pain, while others were in a coma, a little less in and more out of air.

And Jin Ji 13 was still unharmed, and even had the leisure to straighten out his collar and stand with an extraordinary bearing.

Looking at the incomparably huge body in the dark, Chris felt the pressure of the momentum like a mountain, and the terrible pressure made him extremely nervous, and even a little stunned.

"On the street, do you really have to pull out a gun?" It wasn't until Kim and 13's somewhat disdainful voice came that Chris woke up from his stupor.

He held the pistol in both hands, but he still didn't feel safe.

"Don't come, don't move."

"Huh, what? Am I a prisoner? When did you become a part-time police officer? Kim and 13 shook his cane indifferently and looked at Chris with some contempt.

"Don't doubt my resolve, I'll shoot, if you dare to move!" His hands were sweating, but Chris was still holding on, keeping his voice calm.

"Oh, really?" Asking disdainfully, Kim stopped what he was doing and took a step at Chris indifferently.

The mountain-like body brought a huge sense of oppression, and Chris decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

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