"So, we're out looking for a house, right?"

Chu Zihang quickly cut the gun and harvested a human head from a distance, his tone was full of confusion about the current situation.

Facts have proved that falling in love is indeed good for people's emotional expression, and today's Chu Zihang is no longer the iceberg that nods or shakes his head.

He even learned to complain.

"Why are we playing games here!?"

"Of course, it's because you have to experience it to have a say!"

Old Tang kept talking and handing, and he went around the back knife to drop the CT, and then pointed out the bag.

Fingal over there was anxious: "Hey, Old Don, don't get your mother's bag, there's only one left on the other side, kill him and this round will be over!"

"No need."

Gu Bei's voice came from the earphones, and then a gunshot rang out.

「TerroristIN.」

With the victory broadcast in English, the score became 16-12.

Win the game.

Don swung his fist hard, and Fingal removed the headphones from his head, which were completely out of proportion to his head.

Gu Bei picked up the root beer on the side and took a sip, the mellow taste was refreshing.

This thing is a local specialty drink in the United States, Gu Bei found this thing when he bought sparkling water in the mall, and then bought it decisively.

It is said to be beer, but root beer is non-alcoholic and can only be regarded as a flavored juice, but its raw materials are still very unique.

As the name suggests, the raw material of root beer is the roots.

So the taste of this thing is actually not very good, there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, at most it can be eaten.

Although the other three were insensitive to the taste, Gu Bei felt that it was not bad.

Probably because of the cultivation of the Liuku Immortal Thief, there is an extra hidden buff that eats Ma Ma Xiang.

Chu Zihang looked at the three people beside him, his eyes were confused, and he was still thinking about why he was here.

It's an internet café in Queens, with the word "Hkerharf" on the sign at the entrance with flashing neon signs.

Hacker Dock is the name of this Internet café.

The waistcoat-clad boss slumped in front of the counter smoking a disadvantaged cigar that he had rolled up, his whole body drenched in the diffuse gray smoke.

The fluorescent tubes were also shrouded in choking smoke, and from time to time some people cheered or cursed, and some people wore headsets to talk to the "little sister" on the other side, who did not know her true face.

Hundreds of 100 computers are lined up in arrays, and even the rows of computers are basically equipped with privacy fences, and on each broken sofa lies a "bag night" brother, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a mouse in his right hand, wandering in the world of numbers with red eyes.

The sound of rock music in the inferior headphones is strong, blocking out the whirring sound of the air conditioner that is about to be scrapped.

It's as if all the noises and joys and sorrows of the world are gathered here.

Gu Bei and the four of them don't smoke, but they won't stop others from smoking, in the end, nicotine is no different from ordinary air to their already extraordinary flesh.

Chu Zihang was in a trance, and the pathetic voice in the earphones suddenly interrupted his train of thought: "Boss, senior brother, today is the weekend, I finally had a good night's sleep, did you wake me up so early just to play a game?"

The grief of this voice made the listener sad and the listener wept, as if they had borne some weight that life should not bear.

Gu Bei nodded as a matter of course: "That's right."

Lu Mingfei: "......"

You're talking like that, but you're talking to death.

Having said that, a few people still remember the matter.

The original purpose of the few people was to help Don find an apartment to live in.

Although at the beginning, Gu Bei and Chu Zihang both felt that they should buy a big enough building, with enough functionality, and a swimming pool, gym, and underground parking lot, so that it would be convenient for the brothers to get together in the future, this brother

Several may also include Caesar and Lu Mingfei, as well as the relatives of the people.

But the proposal was immediately rejected by Don Sr. and Fingal.

Old Tang's reason is very simple, he lives in such a big place alone, cleaning is a problem, cost is a problem, and the place is too big, empty and deserted, and Old Tang feels that he is not used to living.

In contrast, Fingal's reasoning is more objective.

Fingal said that the villas that occupy a large area are basically located on the outskirts of the city, and the surrounding supporting facilities are not perfect, and no matter what the needs are, they must go to the urban area to solve them, but it depends on the degree of road idiocy of the old Tang......

He went out to the supermarket to buy groceries, and he could get lost in the suburbs of New York City and go straight to Pennsylvania.

Although Old Tang was very angry after hearing this, he also had to admit that what Fingal said was right, and even Gu Bei and Chu Zihang felt very pertinent.

After discussion, the location of the apartment was divided into Queens, which is adjacent to Brooklyn.

Although it is not as good as Manhattan, which is full of rich people, the conditions in Queens are much better than the Brooklyn borough where Don Sr. originally lived.

After all, Brooklyn is synonymous with poverty in New York.

Of the three major slums in New York, Brooklyn ranks first, with a per capita income of $4,800, one-seventh of the United States, and basically relies on handouts.

By the way, New York's per capita income is 46,000,

It was mainly a place where blacks lived, there was only one supermarket and no banks.

There's also the famous slum Bronville, where nearly 73% of housing is in disrepair, and where the old Don once lived.

So Brooklyn is the bottom of New York's bottom.

Of course, it's not without company, after all, New York has three major slums.

The other two are the Bronx, which has the highest crime rate in the country, and Queens, which has a large number of Asian and Latino Americans.

That's right, Queens is also a poor people's area.

However, the reason why people here are poor is mainly because they do not have access to social benefits, but even so, their per capita income has reached 8,400.

That's almost double the size of Brooklyn.

And because of the large number of Asians and Latinos, the environment here may not be very good, but the people are simple and hospitable.

At least it's not too boring to live here, especially for people like Don who live alone, and you can make new friends quickly after living here.

As for the accommodation?

Old Tang said that this kind of thing is good no matter what, but he is a man who has lived in a tube building.

So the location was decided.

The general range is delineated, then the next job is to find a suitable apartment, the requirements of the old Tang are not high, two rooms and three rooms can be, it is best to have an independent bathroom, do not rely on the main road too close, easy to be woken up by passing vehicles,

This is the lesson of blood and tears.

Another point is that there should be an Internet café.

At this time, the agent and the sales center have been closed, and several people have summed it up, and they think that the suitable house may have to wait until tomorrow, but they can find a suitable Internet café first, and then find a suitable apartment with the Internet café as the center.

So they found the Hacker Dock.

But what is the specific environment of the Internet café, you still have to see and play to know.

So a few people sat here.

As for why CS is played......

In fact, Warcraft, Interstellar, The King of Fighters, LOL, and Imperial War are all available in Gu Bei.

But Old Don wants to play something fresh.

Fingal wanted to play something exciting.

Chu Zihang was pressed on the sofa by several people in the fog, and he didn't have time to express his position.

So Gu Bei made a decision to wake up Lu Mingfei and play CS.

The friendship between men is always weird and hot, not to mention that the relationship between several people was good before, after a few games, everyone changed from good brothers to fateful friendship, you blocked the gun for me, and I avenged you.

By midnight, several people had switched from competitive mode to the latest biochemical mode, blue fire flashing, and the mouse constantly correcting the muzzle of the flying gun.

"Left! Left! Hold on to it!"

"I'm blanching, this thing can fly!"

"Flying ghost, he's just jumping high!"

"Lord, Lord! I'm gone, I'm out of bullets!"

"Supply crates! Supply crates!"

"Haven't brushed it yet, pull!"

"I've got props here."

Several people shouted and shouted, and the people around them were also attracted by the loud sound, and the game finally ended as the last zombie fell.

A few people relaxed, and the crowd of onlookers also breathed a sigh of relief, and Fingal pounded the armrest of the sofa hard: "Win!"

Lu Mingfei on the other end of the voice was also very excited.

Don grabbed his hair and sent the screenshot to a game group to brag about it.

Even Chu Zihang showed a hint of a smile.

Gu Bei yelled, although his body didn't react, but he consciously felt that his mouth was dry, and he subconsciously picked up the root beer, but found that the bottle was empty.

Look at the time again.

Good guys, it's past ten o'clock.

"Brothers, let's withdraw."

This place is not far from the hotel where several people live, it is a bit wasteful to take a taxi, it takes about 40 minutes to go back, although the night in New York is not very safe, but what are the players present?

The body of the dragon king, a cultivator, the husband of the dragon king, and a chair of the dragon king (bronze throne).

Don't say it's 7.62, even if it's a cow ghost and snake god, it is estimated that you have to lie down and go back.

Chu Zihang also noticed the time and nodded in agreement with Gu Bei's proposal.

It's ten o'clock, and Xia Mi is about to wake up.

Since being with Chu Zihang, the part-time soldiers don't work anymore, anyway, there is a position provided by the little uncle, although he is a temporary worker, but not only idle but also has a high salary, and now the part-time soldiers are lazy every day, and when they wake up, they stick to their own men, and they have to play videos across thousands of rivers and mountains to ask for warmth, and they have almost forgotten what the dignity of the dragon king is.

(Gu Bei is Chu Zihang's stepfather's godson, and Chu Zihang's godbrother, so he is naturally Xia Mi's brother-in-law.) ）

Old Don and Fingal have no opinion.

The four of them said goodbye to Lu Mingfei, and then got off the plane and left the Internet café.

The moon splashed the galaxy, four people walked side by side through the streets and alleys, swaggering through the city, occasionally pedestrians walking at night were detouring, and there were also some people who seemed to have bad intentions, but they didn't dare to get on when they saw this posture.

This is the first night that the three of Gu Bei came to the United States.

The four of them walked "rampantly" to a corner, Gu Bei suddenly felt a movement in his spiritual sense, and an inexplicable feeling came to his heart, and Fu Ling stopped in his heart.

Gu Bei stopped, and the other three people beside him also stopped, and the three of them turned their heads to look at him in confusion, Gu Bei frowned, and tried to take two steps forward.

"Peng", a figure with hurried steps rushed out from the other side of the corner, seemingly in a hurry, and one didn't pay attention and directly hit Gu Bei.

This person is not tall, slightly shorter than Gu Bei, about 1.75 meters, and his body is not strong.

In fact, even if he is a strong man, it is useless, just Gu Bei's physical fitness, if he wants to knock him down, it is estimated that he will use a mud truck.

The person who hit Gu Bei is naturally not as good as a mud truck, on the contrary, his physical fitness is not as good as some ordinary people who exercise regularly, so not only did he not do anything to Gu Bei, but he stumbled because of the anti-shock force.

Gu Bei's eyes were quick, and he reached out to support the other party.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

The man stood firm: "Thank you, I'm so sorry, I didn't pay attention to the road just now, I'm really sorry."

Gu Bei's eyes fell on the man's face, it was an overly ordinary face, without any features, as if everyone in New York looked like this

Some of the faces are similar, but none of them are like each other.

But it was this face, no, it was this person who caused the spiritual consciousness to react.

Gu Bei didn't know very well what the reaction of the spiritual sense represented, this thing had emerged since Gu Bei cultivated the Qimen Technique, and then it continued to grow and grow, it would react to dangers and benefits, but the specific judgment mechanism Gu Bei himself didn't understand.

And this time, the reaction of the spirit consciousness is very special, and it is different from the past.

Gu Bei couldn't tell whether this represented good or bad, but he subconsciously did what he felt was the right action.

Then he saw the man who had touched his senses.

However, this man is too ordinary, just like a passer-by who can be seen everywhere on the side of the road, even the kind of passer-by who can eliminate his sense of existence is more distinctive than him, he is a real passerby.

How can such a person be inspired?

Gu Bei's eyes carefully observed the man from top to bottom, and finally noticed a sense of disobedience.

Maybe Gu Bei's eyes were too hot, which made the man feel a little uncomfortable: "That...... Mr? Are you alright?"

Gu Bei came back to his senses: "Oh, I'm fine, I'm from the Celestial Empire, and I can dismantle putty!"

The man nodded clearly, apologized to Gu Bei and prepared to leave.

Gu Bei's eyes were too scary, as if he was going to dissect a person, which made the man feel uncomfortable.

Or don't talk about it anymore.

The man wanted to leave, but Gu Bei didn't let him, and stretched out his arm to block the man's way: "Sir, what do you call it?"

Gu Bei's eyes made the man's goosebumps rise, but out of politeness, the man still answered Gu Bei's question.

"Parker, Benjamin Parker, people like to call me Ben."

"Mr. Parker."

Gu Bei nodded, and then put down the arm that was blocking the way.

Ben Parker took one look at him and saw that the strange man didn't seem to have any other problems, so he apologized again and recklessly opened up.

Gu Bei looked at Ben Parker's back, not knowing what he was thinking.

The other three gathered around, and Fingal asked inexplicably, "What's wrong, something is wrong with this guy?"

Old Tang frowned: "Something is wrong, very wrong, very wrong."

Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Gu Bei.

Gu Bei shook his head: "Let's go back and talk about it."