The metal lighter castrated, with an accurate trajectory, and hit the man in the face.

The man was staring intently at Cleveland on the stage, but he was caught up in the cold by a lighter flying not far away.

He took two steps back, struggling to pull his trigger in the direction of Cleveland.

A figure deceived him into front of him.

Chen Jianqiu flew up and kicked directly at the gun in his hand.

The kicked gun arced and fell into the innermost circle, sliding in front of Cleveland.

The people who had just focused on the rotten eggs had a new twist.

When the man with the gun saw that the situation was not good, he ran away.

But how can he be as fast as Chen Jianqiu.

Chen Jianqiu stepped forward with an arrow and kicked him in the back of the heart.

The shooter felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, staggered two steps forward, and fell directly into the crowd.

Holiday then slashed the man's arms and put a gun to the man's head.

All plainclothes in the crowd who had not yet moved ran out at once.

Some of them ran to Chen Jianqiu's side, and the other part squeezed into the inner circle.

With a calm face, Cleveland picked up the revolver from the ground and handed it to a plainclothes man.

His face was full of mockery.

For a moment, plainclothes couldn't understand whether his expression was laughing at the man who pulled out the gun, or whether he was laughing at his so-called protection.

Protection depends entirely on heaven, and protection depends entirely on life.

Plainclothes didn't know what to say for a while.

Cleveland's heart was not as calm as his expression.

If the eggs that flew just now didn't surprise him too much, then the gun that slipped under his feet now really scared him into a cold sweat.

He looked at the Chinese man who was patting the dirt on his mink coat.

"Thank you so much for saving my life." Cleveland walked up to Chen Jianqiu and said.

This person is dressed like an upstart.

"Oh, you're welcome."

Chen Jianqiu felt a little sorry for the coat on his body.

The dress was newly bought by him.

Who knew that he ran too fast just now, splashed the muddy water on the ground, and got wet.

He bent down and picked up the silver lighter from the ground and handed it back to little Astor.

Holiday has handed over the man with the gun to the plainclothes police officer at the NYPD.

He saw that Chen Jianqiu was constantly glaring at him, and quickly understood the boss's intentions.

He walked quickly to Chen Jianqiu and Cleveland, and took out his documents from his clothes:

"Mr. Cleveland, I'm a detective for the Border Detective Agency, and I happened to be passing by here." He handed a card to the presidential candidate.

"Border Detective Agency? Okay, I remembered. Cleveland put the card in his pocket, thanked him again, and got into a carriage on the side of the plaza under the protection of the plainclothes people.

The plainclothes dispersed the crowd and loaded the two suspects into the wagon.

Soon there were few people left in the square.

Chen Jianqiu suddenly remembered that Aster's family made a fortune selling furs.

"Aster, do you know how to wash this coat?" Chen Jianqiu leaned over to Little Aster's side and asked with a shy face.

He pointed to the mud spots on his clothes.

Holiday didn't speak, he always felt that his boss's focus was a little strange.

"It's okay, just leave it to me later, I can handle it for you." Little Astor agreed, "Let's go, go back with my carriage." ”

On the way back.

Astor Jr. had always wanted to talk to Chen Jianqiu and Holiday about today's attack on Union Square.

"Do you think it could have been done by the Republicans?" Little Astor guessed.

"No, although the election is fiercely competitive, both sides have their own rules and bottom lines that will not be broken, and doing so is equivalent to flipping the table." Chen Jianqiu looked out the carriage window and said.

"If you really flip the table, then everyone should stop playing, today you can assassinate my candidate, tomorrow I can burn your base camp, and then there will be division and war."

"Not to that extent, but this time, it's likely to send a lot of votes to Cleveland."

Little Holiday nodded repeatedly, but he suddenly realized something.

"Huh? Don't you know a lot? And say you're not interested in politics? ”

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak, and continued to look out the window.

Because at this time, another carriage will appear outside the window from time to time.

This carriage does not look as beautiful and luxurious as this one from Astor.

"How do I feel that the carriage is getting faster?" Holiday was also a little strange.

"Oh, those guys should be catching up again." Little Astor looked accustomed to it.

The carriage caught up again, and gradually overgrew half of the body.

"Astor! Your car is too slow, it's time for a change of horses! A young man, also dressed stylishly, poked his head out of the carriage window and shouted at him.

I could only hear the coachman in the front seat say "ya!" ”

The speed of the carriage increased sharply again.

"Are you guys racing?" Chen Jianqiu looked at Little Astor sitting opposite and frowned.

He had heard of horse racing, but very little of horse-drawn carriages.

First, New York City explicitly prohibits racing on the streets, which is both nuisance and dangerous.

Second, right now, the broken wheels and road conditions will give you a bump in your butt, and the car will be completely broken up for you.

"Count, right?" Little Astor scratched his head, "Many young people in New York think this is very exciting and handsome. ”

"The groom will increase his speed on his own, so we don't have to worry about it."

"There were three of us in the car! There seems to be only one in the car opposite, how do you compare that to others? Holiday had already judged the number of people in the other party's car, and said angrily.

However, their grooms seem to disagree with this.

Driven by him, the two horses leading the carriage galloped wildly, and mud splashed everywhere.

The view from the window recedes rapidly.

Little Astor's carriage again overtook a body position.

Not to be outdone, the groom of the other carriage also began to beat his own two horses.

Chen Jianqiu estimated that if this continued, sooner or later, one of the two cars would overturn, and the car would be destroyed and killed.

The carriage finally caught up again.

The owner of the carriage, the nouveau riche boy who had just spoken wildly, stuck his head out of the window again.

He pondered whether or not to give little Asteby a middle finger and walk away or something.

However, he and his coachman found that the curtain of the carriage on the opposite side had been lifted.

A Chinese merchant sat expressionlessly by the window of the carriage, holding a revolver in his hand facing them.

The expressions on their faces froze.

After saying that you are racing cars, why are you still using martial arts?

The nouveau riche honestly retracted his head into his carriage, and his coachman stopped his chariot.

Soon, the nouveau riche and his carriage disappeared into Chen Jianqiu's eyes.

Chen Jianqiu returned the revolver in his hand to Holiday .

This is not the first time since he came to New York that he has given people in the "civilized" world a way of popularizing the problem of Westerners.

Two more days passed.

Chen Jianqiu got up in the morning and prepared to go to Asterna to pick up his mink coat.

However, as soon as he entered, little Astor greeted him.

"Chen, Mr. Cleveland, the governor of New York, he wants to find you."

(End of chapter)