A high-tech motorcycle suddenly appeared on the snow, the Tyrant MK2 is different from traditional motorcycles, it is more like a combination of a bazooka and a motorcycle, the whole gloss black with a silver-gray jet, the upper part is similar to an ordinary motorcycle, but the lower part is four landing gears, which looks full of cyberpunk feeling.

In order to be suitable for aerial flight, the pedals of the Tyrant MK2 are designed to be taller, which is also just in line with David's height, allowing him to fly perfectly.

David stepped onto the Tyrant MK2, started the underworld walk, and began to practice his motorcycle driving skills.

After a few moments, David learned to drive, as it was a fool's errand, while also getting a general idea of the Tyrant MK2's performance.

The fastest flight speed can reach 300 kilometers per hour, and the altitude has not been tested to the limit, and it is too cold for David to stand it.

Flying high in the air, Wilson's car, which had been invisible, reappeared in front of him, hanging far behind him, and David began his tail journey.

...

Three days later, Wilson and Skye returned to New York. On the day of his return to New York, Wilson introduced Skye to his mother, while David remained watching from afar, like a psychopathic murderer.

A week later, Wilson helped his mother move to an upscale neighborhood.

David put down the binoculars in his hand and nodded with satisfaction, for now, Wilson can do what he says, and his mother is also a very gentle person, very good to little Skye.

Skye adapted very quickly, except for crying for two days at first, and then quickly recovered his emotions, of course, David also called Skye every day, and even the coaxing and deception also had part of the credit.

After all, Skye is a child who grew up in an orphanage, even if he is only eight years old, and his ability to read words and colors far exceeds that of his peers, he knows how to be polite, has strong eyes, and looks very cute, no one will dislike such a child.

David dropped his binoculars, then climbed down from the tree, gathered his belongings, and wanted to set off to learn from the psychic, thinking for a moment that he was going to call Wilson first.

'Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~'

The phone was connected, and David said: "Wilson, I'm David, I've seen all the photos you sent me, I can see that Skye is having a good time, thank you very much for your help!" ”

Wilson's words came over the phone: "Don't say that, David, although the deal between us is a little bigger, but I still have to say that my mother and I like Skye too!"

Do you want my mother to actually adopt Skye? After all, you're in this situation..."

"Stop... I'm going to think about it first, and I'm not going to talk about it yet.

I just returned to New York today, how did you handle the place of Ferry death? Do you know what I'm capable of, do you need my help? ”

David stated his purpose, and although Wilson said he could handle it, but... Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Form 2 youth... David was still not reassured, even if Wilson's force value was off the charts.

"Hmm... Originally, I was going to inform you," Wilson was a little embarrassed, but continued: "Originally, I planned to use the money you gave me to buy a group of thugs, plus my own force, to easily seize the position of the gang boss.

But now that my plan has changed to go to college, the news of the gang change of boss will definitely not be hidden from the police, and I didn't care about it originally, but the university may reject my application for admission because of this..."

"Alright... I see, you find a location and send it to me, and I'll go see you, a little further away from your mother and Skye! "David couldn't be more glad he decided to make a call, phew! Do you want to save your city? Spicy Chicken!

"Well... I'll send you the address."

An hour later, Wilson and David met at a fast-food restaurant, with photos and a list of them, and Wilson introduced David to the people who needed to be addressed.

The two were chatting when a loud noise suddenly came from outside the window.

‘BOON~’

David and Wilson turned their heads to look over, and outside the window, a yellow taxi was smashed to pieces, and a man in fancy dress was lying on it, this was playing cosplay superheroes?

The man's limbs were folded in a mess, his head was only half left, blood was splattered everywhere, and the people on the side of the road covered their eyes in disgust.

Wilson asked tentatively, "Uh... David, will this not be with your abilities..."

"Probably not... Why don't we leave and call later? David is also a little confused, but it has been quiet for the past half a month, is it really the detective halo that has been activated?

Whether it's or not, it's better to slip away first! David and Wilson said goodbye briefly, and then ran away.

Wilson looked at Davy who was leaving, and breathed a long sigh of relief, it turned out that the other party said that it was easy for accidents to happen around him, he was still half-convinced, and now he and David had just met, and there was a jumping off the building upstairs to celebrate, Wilson had already believed eight points!

Although he Wilson can fight ten, he will definitely die if he falls down to the tenth floor! It's better to stay away from David!

David is running for his life, for fear of being involved in some strange things again, and there is still a group of gangsters to deal with right now, and Skye's safety is at stake, so we can't delay at any time!

After a few blocks, David's cell phone rang.

It was Wilson, and David picked it up.

"David, the unlucky guy who jumped off the building has nothing to do with you, I just asked the people around me, that guy is a psychotic guy who thinks he's a superhero who can soar into the sky.

Originally, this guy jumped from the second floor, but who knew that this time he was picked up from the forty or fifty floors, and he was not smashed into meat sauce..."

Davy's face was full of joy, it was good that it had nothing to do with him, and then he continued: "Then let's not meet, you can continue to tell me about the gangsters on the phone..."

...

At night, when the moon is in the sky, most of the ordinary people have already returned home, and the sporadic figures are also fast-paced, as if there is a dog behind them.

David soared high in New York City on the Tyrant MK2, with black paint and a silent engine, the night became David's best cover.

In an abandoned dock, two groups of people are engaged in illegal transactions.

David was hidden in the underworld, still holding a photo in his hand, approaching one of the groups and comparing them one by one.

"I really don't know how those killers can accurately find their targets with a photo," David secretly scolded in his heart.

Right now, he is holding the photo, and he has to get closer to compare them one by one, this group of gangsters are staring at each other, and they all look like they are dead.

It's not that he's afraid of killing the wrong person, after all, at the right moment, in this dock, except for David, everything is worth being shot several times!

What if David is worried about killing less or killing by mistake? I still need to trouble again afterwards, who has that idle time to play around every day?

"The last one! Well... Over here! ”