"Martial arts?"

Wang Zhiwei frowned slightly.

"Hmm." Wang Jingcheng nodded, "Speaking of which, I also have something to tell you, I plan to move out." ”

"Move out?" Wang Zhiwei's brows furrowed even tighter, "Why?" I won't agree if you don't give me a reasonable reason. The reason for practicing martial arts is absolutely not good! ”

"I didn't ask for your permission." Wang Jingcheng stood up, took out the credit card with a limit of 100,000 yuan given to him by Wang Zhiwei and threw it on the coffee table, "I'm just informing you." I'll figure it out myself. ”

This idea arose in Wang Jingcheng's mind when Wang Zan turned off the video call.

What he has to do next is that if he continues to live here, I am afraid it will be very inconvenient, whether it is to practice the new Five Elements Tong Back Boxing, or to collect biological knowledge for practical research, he needs a wider venue and cannot let others know, and Wang Zhiwei is not good.

But Wang Zhiwei didn't know this, in her opinion, Wang Jingcheng was more like he was having an affair with her.

"What do you mean? Are you playing tantrums with me? Wang Zhiwei looked at the credit card on the coffee table, and was also a little angry, and looked at him coldly, "Okay." Since you said you want to move out, go out now! ”

"That's what I thought too." Wang Jingcheng nodded.

After saying that, he really got up and walked out.

Wang Zhiwei looked at him coldly at first, and when the door closed with a "bang", the expression on her face became stunned.

"Uh......" After being stunned for a moment, Wang Zhiwei anger welled up in his heart, "Do you think this is cool?" I'll see how long you can hold out! It's inexplicable, it's just to talk to you, and you actually put on a face for me! ”

She clasped her hands angrily, the whole person nested on the sofa, penniless, she wanted to see how long this dead child could play with his temper!

She wasn't worried about Wang Jingcheng's safety, the street where she lived and the nearby streets were not bad, and after a few days of contact, she knew that Wang Jingcheng was not a fool, so she didn't chase him out.

"Hmph, I haven't played the youth rebellion period with me, I haven't even played it!" Wang Zhi puffed up slightly, and decided to wait here for the other party to come back.

So, she spent the night on the couch......

……

After Wang Jingcheng went out, he first looked around, and then chose a direction and ran quickly.

After a few days, the surrounding environment has formed a three-dimensional blueprint in his mind, and it is estimated that even people who have lived here for several years are not familiar with him.

In the eyes of others, Wang Jingcheng is like a person who exercises and runs at night.

But in fact, Wang Jingcheng was actually running to the Pulton neighborhood in Marrero District.

Every place has a "dirty, messy" environment.

The Pulton neighborhood is a collection of Marrero's "dirty messes."

Most of the people gathered here are junkies or American "non-mainstream" who play punk style.

There are no lights in many places, and it is in darkness.

Police patrols are just driving around in a brightly lit place and walking, and the frequency of this circle is very low, often two or three times a night is already considered to be a patrol police officer is very diligent.

Here, pornography, gambling and drugs are common things.

When Wang Jingcheng ran for two hours to a street intersection in this neighborhood, it was more than ten o'clock in the evening, when the Pulton neighborhood was at its most lively.

The shouting of the mobsters and bikers can be heard from far away from the other streets.

On both sides of the street where Wang Jingcheng is located, there are street ladies who are scantily dressed and wearing heavy makeup.

When Wang Jingcheng came here, a young lady nearby kept flattering him and said, "Little brother in a mask, do you want to be cool?" I have a flexible tongue, and it's only twenty dollars. ”

In order to do the next thing, Wang Jingcheng took a mask from a roadside stall and put it on his face when he came.

Because it's easy to hold, there's no way to pick a style, it's just a simple prom mask, pure black, which can cover the upper half of the face, expose the eyes, and can't cover the mouth and chin.

"Do you know where this man is?"

Wang Jingcheng walked up to the young lady who was flattering at him, and took out a blank piece of paper, on which was a sketch of a person, who was the curly-haired young man who cut him at the Splitley campus during the day.

Wang Jingcheng fused super brain, itself is already equivalent to a computer-like carrier, after looking at the curly-haired youth, he remembered it thoroughly, and then when Wang Zhiwei took a bath, he "printed" it out on paper with a pencil.

The effect is the same as the black and white photo taken by the curly-haired youth.

The young lady was a slightly fat American, with blonde hair, and her makeup was too thick to look at. She looked at the "black and white photo" in Wang Jingcheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Lipu, I know!" If you come with me to the alley over there, I'll sue you as soon as I send it. ”

"Okay." Wang Jingcheng smiled, with "excitement" in his eyes.

Wearing a mask, he seems to have released his true nature......

The two soon came to the mouth of a dimly lit alley, and from the outside of the alley, the alley was empty, except for a dumpster full of garbage.

The street lady was the first to twist her plump ass, and walked in with a bewitching posture and slow steps, like a model walking down the runway.

Wang Jingcheng did not hesitate and followed. When Wang Jingcheng and the street lady walked to the vicinity of the garbage can, suddenly, on the side of the garbage can that could not be seen at the mouth of the alley, three squatting tattooed men stood up suddenly.

The two quickly rushed past Wang Jingcheng and Miss Zhanjie, blocking the mouth of the alley, a tall thin black man with a dagger shaking the dagger that flickered in the dim light, looked at Wang Jingcheng and smiled: "Hey, man, hand over all the money on your body!" ”

While the black man with the dagger was talking, the street lady still walked up to the black man with a bewitching step, and the black man pinched her plump ass a few times, and the young lady looked happy.

"Immortal jump?" Wang Jingcheng, who wore a mask, but showed his true nature, smiled, his face full of excitement.

Three minutes later......

"No, don't kill me!"

Miss Standing Street kept retreating in horror.

Wang Jingcheng held the dagger in the black man's hand just now in his right hand, and walked towards her step by step, his eyes full of excitement.

Behind him, the three people who came out from behind the garbage can were already lying on the ground, all of them with a bloody face, and they were punched in the face by the punch he had just punched in the face, causing their noses to bleed for a long time, and their faces were torn apart, until they fell unconscious.

He has the limit body value of the human body, and it is really not difficult to deal with these little gangsters who have no fighting skills at all and only know how to scare people with knives.

"Where's Lip?" Wang Jingcheng asked.

"I—I don't know!" Miss Zhanjie said in horror: "He is usually in the poison building, I don't know exactly in the poison building." ”

Wang Jingcheng listened, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't know if you called me in?" ”

After saying that, he took a step forward suddenly, and his left hand pinched the neck of the street lady hard, and at the same time pushed her against the wall.

2.3 Under the tremendous force of power, Miss Standing Street breathed sadly, grabbed her throat with both hands, and subconsciously opened her mouth.

At this moment, Wang Jingcheng quickly grabbed the tongue in her mouth with his left hand that grabbed her and pulled it out, and then slashed the dagger with his right hand!

Blood splattered!

Wang Jingcheng dodged in time.

The street lady sat on the ground with her mouth covered in blood, crying in terror.

"Don't talk about what you don't know next time, you only have one flexible tongue."

Wang Jingcheng casually threw away the tongue in his hand, turned and left the alley, and when he passed by the three black men who were unconscious, he searched the bodies of the three and found two hundred and forty-one dollars.

Out of the alley, Wang Jingcheng didn't continue to stay on this street.

In this kind of place, there are usually gangsters watching, and although his body value has reached the limit of the human body, he can't bear the bullet.

His purpose was to find the curly-haired young man who had stabbed him during the day and confirm his guess.

The curly-haired young man in the daytime, as soon as he saw the sunken eye sockets, knew that he was an addict, and he ran to a high-end place like Splitley to cut him for no reason, and he must have been instructed by someone.

Wang Jingcheng guessed that it was Tony's father, because in just a few days since he came here, the only person who offended was Tony, and the other party's father was the boss of the biggest gang in Marrero.

But I don't think so, no matter how you look at it, his apparent identity has nothing to do with Tony's disappearance.

So he needs to make sure.

The curly-haired young man named Lipu, if he was really instructed by someone, then even if he was arrested by the police station, it was estimated that he would be released on bail by the person who instructed him.

He came here to find the curly-haired young man Lip to confirm the commander, and by the way, "repay" the other party's knife.

Each street in the Pulton neighborhood seems to have its own unique role.

After Wang Jingcheng walked out of the street full of station street ladies, there was no one standing street lady at all on the second jump street.

This second street is very noisy and noisy, and as far as the eye can see, it is all bars with flashing colorful neon lights.

Young punk men and women hook up here unscrupulously, and some punk men with dreadlocks can attract three or four women with a cool Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

Wang Jingcheng just looked at it, and walked directly from this street to another street.

This third street and the neighboring block are completely two extremes, quiet, even many of the street lights are broken, under the remaining lights, you can only vaguely see some people standing at the bottom of many buildings on this street, you can't see clearly, the only thing you can see clearly is the red dots and sparks that flicker when these people smoke.

"This should be the poison building."

Addicts in the United States generally concentrate their drug use in drug buildings.

The storage of these poisonous buildings is generally in the three areas of the city, or in the remote suburbs. It is generally an abandoned building, which is used by drug dealers for drug addicts.

Of course, the environment inside is very dirty and messy, with rats, cockroaches, feces and urine.

And under these drug buildings, there are generally people who are responsible for soliciting customers, that is, those who smoke downstairs.

When Wang Jingcheng stood at the corner of the street and watched for a moment, a young black man in very hip-hop dreadlocks walked towards him from inside. said, "Hey, man, do you want to try it?" ”

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