Chapter 1: The Pre-Christmas Heist
On the night before Christmas, the streets of New York City are filled with festive spirits, and all the storefronts are decorated to attract visitors from all directions, and the streets and shops are crowded with bustling people.
The Christmas tree in HSD Plaza is more than 10 meters high, hung with thousands of sparkling colored LED light strips, and there are many skaters on the ice rink under the tree, gliding happily along the counterclockwise direction, in the sound of music, it seems that everything is so peaceful and beautiful.
At this time of year, New Yorkers always have to be extra careful when they go out, as this is the time of year when New York has the highest robbery crime rate.
Frank, a white sheriff on duty on Arthur Avenue in the Bronx of New York, was vigilantly looking at the passing crowd in front of him with his small eyes, and from time to time he showed a fierce expression at several suspicious "niggers", and put his right hand on the holster at his waist, as a wonderful advice to express "It's better not to make trouble on my territory, or I can shoot you in the head!" I remembered the words I had been taken care of by the director in the director's office in the morning: "There will be a Titan Security Company car tonight, and it will carry the goods through the Bronx, so take care of your own territory, and if this batch of goods goes wrong in whose jurisdiction, then this person can roll up and get out of the house tomorrow!"
The notorious Arthur Avenue in the Bronx, which is Frank's jurisdiction, has always been very unsafe, and at night, those black people of African descent will come out in groups, and they seem to have the physical strength to engage in certain bad activities, such as robbery, murder, arson, etc.
The gun and drug trade pervades Arthur Avenue, and the sex industry is particularly thriving, with scantily clad street girls soliciting customers everywhere, and occasional soprano-like cries for help in the alleys of the streets, but no one pays attention to them.
However, Frank doesn't need to care about that, he just needs to maintain a good appearance of order, occasionally stop a few unfashionable minions from fighting, or catch a few drug dealers to ensure that he is not fired by the police department, he doesn't care how many wanted criminals who have committed big crimes hiding here or something, what does it matter to himγγγγγγ If nothing else, after tonight, he will be able to soak up the sun on the beach in Hawaii in his fancy pants and enjoy a short break from Christmas.
At this time, the Bronx Grand Plaza Avenue began to jam traffic, directly to Arthur Avenue, it seems that the citizens here do not have a good patience with the traffic in New York, the drivers tacitly played a symphony with a piercing horn, as taxpayers, they popped out of their mouths countless graceful words dedicated to the US traffic department and the police department of daddy or mommy, in order to vent their dissatisfaction.
In the nearest Wrangler jeep to Frank, several white imps with colorful hair are screaming metal rock music from the car stereo, with marijuana in their mouths, and shouting at Frank Ghost: "What do you want you to do as a cop", "Be careful I kill your whole family" Frank was about to go over and teach these bastards a lesson, but he was stunned to find that the kid sitting in the passenger cab was dangling nothing else but a desert eagle pistol, and they stared at Sheriff Frank with bad intentions, and our Sheriff Frank had to pretend not to hear anything, and turned his head away in embarrassment.
A casual figure walked out of the alley not far from Frank's side, a young man in a baggy sweatshirt with a hood covering his head, and a headphone cable extending out of the hood and into the front pocket of the sweatshirt. Behind him was a large dog more than half a man tall, who looked like an Alaskan wolfγγγγγγ
Like all Americans who go out to walk their dogs, the young man walks casually, muttering to the "dog" next to him in pure American English as he goes, "Hey Harry, follow me, damn Christmas, why are there so many people on the street, oh my god Jesus is just a birthday, why should everyone follow suit?"
When a man and a "dog" passed by Sheriff Frank, the casual young man paused and continued to walk forward, and by the light of the street headlights, Frank vaguely saw an Oriental face in his hood, black hair, yellow skin, soft facial features, and a sense of perseverance in his black pupils. The figure of about 1.8 meters looks a little weak.
Sheriff Frank felt that this young man who looked a little weak should not make trouble here, but the sharp-eyed Frank found that the "big dog" following behind the young man did not have a dog tag around his neck, which is not legal under the law of New York State, Frank stepped forward to stop the young man and was about to find some fault and teach him a hard lesson, and by the way, he fined a sum of money to contribute to the government revenue of the United States: "Hey, young man, damn it! Is this your pet? Why is it not listed!" Don't you know this will send your beloved pet to the animal shelter, now show your ID!"
"I'm sorry to be respectful sheriff, Harry doesn't like to wear that damn dog tag, and as for my papers, look at them!" said the young man, handing a copy to Frank.
Instead of opening the card, Frank took out the simple scanner and scanned the barcode on the back of the card, "Oh, oh my God!" Frank, who was about to issue a fine ticket, was speechless as if he had suddenly been caught in the throat by a fishbone card, and the information of the scanner showed that the young man from the East in front of him was named Yin Yi, an American citizen with a U.S. green card, these are very ordinary, what embarrassed the expression on the sheriff's face was the second half of the information, the majority shareholder of Edwards Pharmaceutical Company, and the biggest sponsor of the newly appointed governor of New York during the campaign!
Sheriff Frank's attitude changed immediately, a fat pig-like face was very fierce a moment ago, but this moment it was full of smiles, and he hurriedly and respectfully returned the document to Yin Yi: "Oh, dear Mr. Yin, your dog... Oh my God, look at this coat, the bloodline is absolutely pure, God is on top! What's his name? Harry, yes, good boy, who told you to wear a damn son of a bitch's dog tag, nobody... Oh no, no dog wants to wear it, does it?"
Yin Yi smiled and watched Frank crouch down and slap Harry, regardless of whether Harry understood it or not, Harry bared his fangs and viciously warned Sheriff Frank who had to make further intimate contact with him.
"Aha, it's all right, dear sheriff, it's time for it to put on a dog tag, but it seems as if it has always felt very different from its kind. β
Yin Yi leaned over and touched Harry's head, Harry immediately wagged his tail in cooperation, and closed his eyes in enjoyment: "Is there anything else to do with the honorable sheriff, if it's okay, can I leave with Harryγγγγγ?"
"Of course you can!" Frank quickly bent down and picked up the dollar bill, and shouted at the back of the person and the dog leaving: "Honorable sir, if your dog needs a document, you can come to the New York Police Department to find me, my name is Frank, Benjamin Frank is willing to serve you!"
Yin Yi didn't look back, but Harry, the "big dog" next to him, turned his head and stared at Frank, who felt as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the Arctic Circle in the winter, almost causing Frank's heart to stop.
"Oh, hell, isn't that supposed to be in the police dog teamγγγγγ β
Harry followed Yin Yi through the deep alleys on the side of the two streets, and when he reached the mouth of the third alley, after making sure that there were no living people inside, one man and one dog turned and went in.
Yin Yi continued to speak to himself into the air, "Have you found the target? Where is it, my dear thug Mr. Harry, you smell that thing, don't you?" β
A thick and thick voice suddenly appeared, "Yes master, I smell it, that thing just entered Arthur Avenue! This time the Titan Company has become smarter, and it didn't even use a special security carγγγγγ And the policeman named Frank just now recognized you and saw you on Arthur Avenue... Do you want to consider killing him?"
The "big dog" stood up on his legs while talking, and in the dim light, the edge of the shadow squirmed, and the fine hair flashed a black light and turned into a suit, which was properly worn on a polite and sturdy man with a height of nearly 1.90 meters.
It was clear that Yin Yi's "thug" Harry had already talked to the point, which was the real reason why he often sat on the cold and stiff ground all day. Whether as a wolf or as a thug, he is strictly obedient to Yin Yi. No matter what others say, he won't believe it, unless it is said by Yin. But now his master made no sound.
After thinking for a few minutes, Yin Yi's slender fingers took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a puff and leaned against the wall on the side of the alley, spit out a long puff of smoke from his mouth, looked at Harry seriously through the smoke and said: "Harry, the problem should always start from yourself, I think what Sheriff Frank said just now is right, I should get you a dog license, so that it will be more convenient for me to take you out to work." β
Harry's face showed an embarrassed expression, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yin Yi: "Isn't it?Relax, it's nothing, you are a wolf who has eaten the Creation Pill, according to the Chinese sect I used to belong to, you are just a little wolf spirit who has just turned into a demon! Although there is a Demon Pill, if in China, any little goblin in the Soul Transformation Realm can easily kill you, hell!" Now you have such mixed emotions as being a dog, God, didn't I tell you that dignity is said to powerful people, oh my God! A wolf is ashamed of wearing a dog card! How about wearing it for 10,000 dollars at a time!"
As he spoke, Yin Yi took out a bank card and threw it to Harry, "There are $50 million in it." Harry's grim face immediately melted with the bank card, "Deal, tomorrow when you are free, I will go to the New York Police Department with you, the wolf god is above, you are as lovely as the wolf god in my heart, although I know that the wolf god is a bastard who does all kinds of evil!"
"Oh, okay, dear lad, my right-hand man, I think we have to get to work, traffic is about to resume!" Following Yin Yi's eyes, a Mercedes-Benz car moved slowly with the traffic, just to the mouth of the alley where Yin Yi and Harry were, through the translucent glass, you can see that the driver in the front seat cab is very anxious, honking his horn frequently and frantically.
Yin Yi fumbled and took out a ball the size of his thumb knuckle from his arms and threw it out, this is a ball glowing with green evil brilliance, when this ball fell one meter above the Mercedes Benz along the parabolic trajectory, with Yin Yi shouting "burst", accompanied by a "click" sound, this ball burst, turned into a green mist, and scattered in all directions, a few seconds later, most of Arthur Avenue was shrouded in green mistγγγγγ I can't see my fingers, accompanied by a choking smell.
Many of the people walking on Arthur Avenue were like Sheriff Frank, with tears and snot streaming down their faces, and Arthur Avenue was thrown into chaos.
"Call headquarters, ahem, ahem, there's a terrorist attack on Arthur Boulevard, tear gas, this must be tear gas, ask for reinforcements. Frank coughed violently as he pulled out his walkie-talkie and reported to the New York Police Department.
The noisy environment outside the car made Bill, who was holding the metal box, feel very uneasy, seeing the green unknown gas outside, he instinctively hugged the box tighter, and at the same time held the key of the handcuffs in his mouth, this pair of handcuffs held his hand and the metal box, the advantage of this is that he can swallow the key at any time, so that unless someone completely kills him, the key can be taken out of his stomach, otherwise no one can separate him from the metal box.
This time, the head of the goods to be escorted didn't say what it was, but just told them that the goods were very important and must be delivered safely, and it was a list of big customers, so they sent three of their good hands over, and their head asked them not to drive the company's car, because the goal of driving the security company's car was too obvious.
If it weren't for the fact that another companion in the back seat suggested that the driver take this ultra-short route on Arthur Avenue, he wouldn't have been stuck in this damn place.
"Oh my God, why do I have a sense of forebodingγγγγγ β
The driver was looking back to ask his companion Bill how he had this hunch, "Oh my God!" A thick hand shattered the window pane and reached through the rear window to grab Bill's neck as he was holding the box, dragging Bill out of the window with the metal box.
A big man stood on the trunk lid, grabbed Bill's throat, and hung his body in the air like a chicken. A black square scarf covered half of the big man's face, and this man Bill remembered the Jiangyang thief in the Chinese movie a long time ago.
The big man quickly disappeared into the green smoke with Bill in his hand. Wails and cries for help filled Arthur Avenue.
Without the protection of the car window, Bill inhaled a lot of green gas, which made him feel paralyzed. The big man's hand was so strong that Bill couldn't even cough, so he could only twitch all over, and was carried by the big man in the dense fog for several meters, and then Bill remembered that the key in his mouth didn't know where it fell, which made Bill feel relieved, at least for a short time to keep the goods, and his companion should have enough time to notify the company and the police.
But soon, Bill began to hate the instructor who taught him this trick to handcuff the goods and his own body, because the big man in front of him who was choking his neck didn't seem to have the habit and desire to use the key to open the handcuffs.
Harry threw the fainted Bill in a corner of the alley like garbage, and Yin Yi smiled and reminded Harry that he only needed the contents of this box, not the damn bloody hand, so Harry's "big dog", who was familiar with the anatomy of the human body, broke that hand off his wrist again, leaving the box full of bloodγγγγγγ
Yin, who loves cleanliness, came out with a three-flavor real fire between his fingers, and swept it on the box, the blood on the box was gone, and he couldn't even see the blood stains, Harry stared at all this with big eyes and amazement, with his low-level cultivation, he couldn't understand how his head could use the "fire with three flavors" to clean things without burning things, if he did it, I am afraid that there would not even be any slag left in this box.......
Harry turned into a "big dog" again and followed Yin Yi, one man and one dog, and disappeared to the other end of the alley with the sound of sirens in the distanceγγγγγγγγ