New York, Grand Central Station, a train that has just entered the station opens the door, John and Richard get off the train in brand new suits, well, in this world, it seems that the strength of the killer is directly proportional to the outfit on his body, so Richard doesn't mind wearing a little handsome.

New York is a big city after all, and as soon as the two walked out of the platform, they saw a pair of men and women walking towards them and began to take out their guns from their arms, but as soon as the gun was halfway out, several passers-by wiped their necks, and one of them stood in front of them and motioned for them to continue.

"Your friend?" Richard looked at John.

"No, Zero's disciples are also his subordinates, and only they like to kill people with katana the most." John shook his head, "I heard that Zero used to be a ninja. ”

"Then he asked his disciple to help you, in order to fight you alone?" Richard was happy, it was a bit of a samurai spirit.

"Maybe." John the tool man said that it didn't matter, "It's like when I talk about pencil killing, there are always some people who think that killing me one-on-one can become the number one killer." ”

"But you do like to kill people with pencils." Richard couldn't help but think of the scene not long after he arrived in the mission world.

"Why kill with a pencil if I have another weapon in my hand? Even if you gave me a pen, it would be better than that. John rolled his eyes, indicating that he was not a pencil murderer.

The two of them chatted as they came to the station hall, and the killers followed them.

Seeing their figures, the corner of Zero's mouth, who was standing on the second floor, smiled, and then walked down quickly.

"Welcome, welcome back to New York." Far away from Lao Yuan, he opened his arms to the two of them, looking like an old friend reunited, of course, it would be better if the knife light on his waist could converge a little more.

"Be careful." John whispered, and pulled out the switchblade in his pocket, they had entered New York through regular channels, and they were not allowed to carry a gun with them.

"Don't panic." Richard tugged at John and looked to the side, and John turned his head to see a tour group coming in their direction.

Probably seeing that John was so excited, Zero didn't notice the situation around him, and almost collided with that tour group, of course he could rush over brutally, but if he attracted attention, there was no way to try John's color.

"Follow me, everyone, be careful not to get lost! Built by the Vanderbilt family, the kings of American railroads, Grand Central Terminal is a famous landmark and public art gallery in New York. It is the largest train station in the world and the busiest in the United States..."

Led by a loud female guide, the tour group walked in front of Zero while taking pictures everywhere.

The moment the camera's flash flickered to zero eyes, Richard moved, and a black matte tactical dagger slipped down his sleeve and into the palm of his hand, and then, slashing through the neck of the approaching killer behind him, and then stabbed down into his heart.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you, you're a little dizzy, don't you, sit down and rest." Richard held the killer and slowly put him on the bench at the station, turning his head to see that John's side had done the same thing, the two looked at each other and smiled, stood up and walked in the direction of the tour group casually.

When Zero, who originally wanted to have a discussion with John first, found that John and the others had disappeared, and there were only the bodies of his two disciples at the scene, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and sent a group message.

After receiving the text message, the motorcyclists around the station immediately buckled their helmets and rushed to the exit next to them.

Airplanes!

The roar of the motorcycle sounded at the door, and John, who had just left the house, immediately pounced on one, and when the motorcyclist behind him was about to pull out his gun, Richard stabbed him in the throat with a throwing knife, and then went up and snatched his gun.

"Get in the car!" John threw Richard a helmet, then untied the other one on his head, picked up a motorcycle from the front, started it, and then, feeling the back seat sink, and when he looked back, it was Richard.

"Why did I let you get into your car, why did you get on mine?"

"I don't know how to drive a motorcycle, who is not on you?"

At this moment, John saw that Zero was running out, so he had no choice but to start the car and drive away, and just as Zero was riding on an overturned motorcycle, several other motorcyclists also arrived.

"Let's go, kill them."

Soon, six large-displacement motorcycles caught up with John and them, and I don't know what they were trying to do, but the killers still drew their katanas.

Phew!

Richard turned around and fired two shots, but the two men who were shot just shook and continued to speed up to catch up.

"It's useless, the clothes of these bastards are also bulletproof, and in this kind of high-speed march, the pistols really don't work as well as the knives in their hands." John also saw this scene in the rearview mirror and hurriedly prompted.

Phew!

Richard unbelievably hit the tires of his motorcycle, but unfortunately, it was also self-healing, and a few bullet holes could not make them roll over.

Boom!

"Grandma's legs, this time I see that you don't overturn." Richard finally succeeded, but he threw the pistol into the spinning wheel directly with the telekinesis, so this tactic cannot be replicated...

"John, give me your pistol."

.... Well, this thing's brain hole is still able to replicate tactics.

John didn't speak, silently handed the pistol over.

Boom!

Solved one more.

"Do you still have anything on you?"

“... Nope. ”

Swish!

A flash of knife flashed, and Richard hurriedly leaned back, dodging the knife with John, even if he lost two companions, he couldn't stop them.

There was a flash of light, and Richard quickly grabbed his opponent, then slammed his elbow the opponent's joint, snatched the katana, turned around and slashed at the opponent's wrist.

No matter how good the body armor is, it is impossible to protect the wrist together, and the killer who had his wrist cut off also embarked on the road of his companion's overturn.

"White Snake (Crippled) trigger, gain motorcycle driving mastery: if you want to die fast, ride a kick, and I wish you won't roll over on the road to hell."

Can this also gain skills? And why do you say that I want to go to hell, someone as handsome as Lao Tzu has obviously booked a ticket to heaven, hey, no, bah, bah, long live Lao Tzu's long life, and he won't go anywhere.

"Hold on!"

Richard immediately grabbed the handle behind the saddle, John slammed the brakes, and the last three pursuers immediately overtook them, and John turned the front of the car and refueled, and immediately distanced himself from them.

Seeing that two fists were no match for four, the last two killers simply followed their example and merged into a car, and chased after Zero again.

The motorcycle made its way through the streets until it finally saw the door of the Continental Hotel in the distance, and Zero and the other car chased after them.

It's a pity that the one who fell behind was passive after all, and as soon as they got closer, the driver who was in charge of driving the two-person car was stabbed to death by Richard several times, and the one behind him rushed into the street with his fellow car before he could play.