After looking for a while, Oakes came to the western coastal industrial area of Brooklyn.

It is dotted with dense ports, and once had a thriving factory and warehousing system to support sea transportation.

But now, under the government's environmental protection policies, these energy-intensive and polluting companies have either moved inland, transformed or closed down.

The warehouse is okay and can be used for other purposes, but there are still a lot of old factories that no one cares about.

Oakes looked at an old seaside factory in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

The factory seems to have been abandoned for a long time, but the overall closed structure is still intact.

"Hey? Anyone? ”

Next to the old security room is a very old modified Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

A short time later, the door to the security room opened.

An old man in a neatly cleaned security uniform walked out the door slowly.

Although his face was covered with folds, he was quite energetic—

His eyes, in particular, seem to be full of stories.

"You're pretty handsome."

Oakes couldn't help but admire, this old man should have been quite attractive when he was young.

"Young people have a lot of vision."

The old security guard looked Oaks up and down, and a smile appeared on his face:

"It seems that you are not short of money, is there finally a boss who has taken a fancy to this dilapidated factory?"

He straightened his old waist and raised his head with great effort:

"Just look for me, now I'm up to me."

"Uh...... I just want to rent it for a while, it's big enough to look like it's a toss-up. ”

Oakes touched his chin, not knowing what was going on, in front of this old man, he seemed to have a kind of ......

What does it feel like to be prying eyes?

"It's great that you're in charge, and if you agree, I can draw up a contract right now—

If you want to demolish after renting, I can also arrange it, free of charge. ”

"This ......"

The old security guard looked back at the factory that had been abandoned for a long time.

The useful equipment here was almost dismantled, and only a few dilapidated transport trucks were left lying under the tattered hoppers.

He smacked his lips and subconsciously said:

"Maybe there's nothing wrong with tearing it down, but ...... Where do I live if I am demolished? ”

“…… Are you planning to retire here? ”

Oakes couldn't help but look around at this abandoned factory again, although it is a sea view room, but a small security room can't be related to the elderly, right?

"At your age, you still don't stop, go home and drink coffee, read the newspaper and listen to records?"

"Tsk...... I thought, but I used to be a cemetery keeper for many years...... The conditions are not as good as here. ”

The old security guard shrugged:

"I couldn't afford to buy a house for so many years before, but now the housing price is so high, I can't afford to buy a coffin."

“……”

Oakes grinned, this old man has quite a lot of experience.

"So you agreed to rent? It doesn't matter, if you don't have a place to go, can you continue to live here, or can I help you find a place? ”

"Forget it, I'm still living here, I'm used to it."

The old security guard rubbed his chin and showed a sly smile on his face:

"The famous President of the Rende Society, if you help transform this place into a forest, you can use this place for me to meet God."

"You've got a good idea!"

Oakes smiled bitterly, this old man knows himself, you know, what level is a forest he has created?

This old man is enough to buy a house in Brooklyn just by charging tickets to the recuperation center!

"Hmm...... I can help you solve a problem that is bothering you. ”

The old security guard looked at Oakes, who shook his head helplessly, and a glint flashed in his eyes, which were not cloudy because of age at all:

"You...... Something wrong with the brain! ”

Oakes: "......"

Can this old thing talk?

But......

"I mean, you're mentally problematic...... The heaviness of your soul seems to overwhelm you a little. ”

The old security guard's wrinkled old face had a more mysterious smile that made Oakes' eyes widen.

"Young man, I have experienced many things, some things, and I can see them more clearly...... There are also some special experiences. ”

He took off his hat and beckoned to Oakes, motioning for him to come into the security room:

"Come, I made a deal with someone else before, but the transaction partner was not a thing......

Now I'd like to make another deal with you, a good guy. ”

"What do you call the old man?"

Oakes' expression became serious, and if you meet an old fellow, you can see that he has a problem with his spirit and soul?

Who is this guy?

It's not going to be a hidden Eternal!

"You can call me ...... Thunder"

Oakes followed the old security guard into the security room, and only then did he turn around and introduce himself:

"By the way, I was a Texas Ranger when I was young, a very handsome kind of person who could ride a horse!"

“……”

Oakes had a chill.

No way, let a druid in a knight...... The Mounties are also knights...... In front of you, there will always be this feeling.

The security room is not large, just like the one observed from the outside, and the simple daily necessities inside are neatly arranged, and a large shovel is placed in the corner.

"Ah, that's an old guy who used to work, and he was reluctant to throw it away."

Old Man Shi Lei made a plowing action:

"Grave digging."

“……”

Oakes covered his forehead, and at this moment he desperately searched for memories and finally matched the old man with the number-

150 years ago, the Texas Mountants, Phantom Knight, Carter Slay - that is, the last generation of Evil Ghost Riders, the mounts are a group of cool hell horses.

Unfortunately, he's not a warlock.

This old gentleman is not simple, and he may be regarded as the first ghost knight to escape the control of the Hell Monarch.

But he shouldn't be able to transform now.

However, if it were him, it would not be strange at all to see that there was something wrong with his spirit and soul.

After all, Ghost Rider can be said to be a master of soul vision.

And this one can be regarded as the oldest Ghost Rider in existence.

"Okay...... The deal looks like a good deal. ”

Oakes sighed, put down the hand covering his forehead and spread it out:

"You can find special people like you when you go out and walk around, and there are really many strange people in New York."

"Oh? Don't you think I'm lying to you? ”

Shi Lei leaned back on a chair, folded his arms and laughed, the folds on his face piled up:

"If I'm just joking, aren't you at a loss?"

"I don't have anything to lose anyway...... And one more grove isn't a bad thing for me.

Land in New York is so expensive, you can't just plant trees. ”

Oakes waved his hand and walked out of the security room:

"Come on, Old Man Shilei, let's plan...... If you are the talker, then this is the branch of the Rende Association, and it is better to be more detailed. ”

“…… This kid is so receptive? ”

Carter Sray was stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"That's an interesting boy...... Will there be a branch of Rendekai? Seems pretty good too. ”

He put on his hat, picked up the old man in the corner and walked out:

"Do something good...... It seems to be a better deal than rotting here. ”

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