"Why ......"

Yorkes combined all the circumstances of Old Brown and finally didn't figure it out, and could only think that the day they met might have a bit of a situation, because the building that Old Brown came out of was not his house.

According to the old Brown's code of conduct, he can avoid things when he encounters them, and he will never take the initiative to do anything unless something really happens.

Recalling Old Brown's tone, Yorks put the envelope away and walked out.

He lacks crucial information, but he respects Brown Sr.'s choice.

"Ahem......"

Old Brown, with his full white hair, walked slowly, glanced back at the old church, and walked in a certain direction with his hands in his pockets on both sides.

Due to the chronic disease of emphysema, he cannot do drastic movements, and once it is intense, he will have difficulty breathing, feel chest tightness and suffocation, and this chronic disease will faint and die in severe cases.

"Ahem."

Old Brown coughed again, and began to feel his breath short, but his steps remained steadfast, and he walked slowly at the same pace.

It took a long time for Brown Sr. to reach his destination.

“……”

"Haha!!"

"Look at his !!"

“……”

These voices again, Old Brown's eyes did not have any waves, after all, there are no surveillance cameras in the sewers over there and here, and they are in a blind spot, so it will become the base camp of those people.

Old Brown stopped where he was and looked at the source of the sound to see that it was still the scum, they were blackmailing a passing couple, giggling the whole time, like a manic neurosis.

"Is she your girlfriend? It's beautiful. ”

"Don't be afraid! As long as you take some money and pay a toll."

"You don't want to see what you don't want to see, do you?"

“……”

Thinking of something, Old Brown's breathing became rapid again, he subconsciously covered his chest, walked towards the right path without attracting people, and finally entered the house on the right through the small door next to the path.

He went inside, opened the door inside, and walked inside.

Inside, there is a layout of two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, but the floor is full of messes, bottles and cans and junk food, the furniture is also in tatters, there is a cloud of frozen feces and urine on the sofa, and the walls are covered with graffiti.

It was just a day.

Old Brown pursed his lips, stepped on the garbage on the floor, and walked to the inner room, standing in the doorway to take a look.

I saw that the room inside was very dirty, full of garbage, and the quilt on the bed was full of stains, but there were sets of discarded tools left in the middle.

He knew what these tools were, they were all tools for sucking du, and obviously this place had become a place for those scum to suck du.

That's probably why the scum had their sights on his old friend and comrade-in-arms.

Old Brown's eyes became colder and colder, he walked slowly to the broken window, pulled the tattered curtains to cover his figure, and just looked at the arrogant and domineering scum with a calm gaze.

Compared to where he lived, the place where his lonely old friend lived, that is, the house at his feet, faced the sewer.

Old Brown watched, and his vision had changed to that morning, when he came out of his old friend's house, and happened to meet Father York.

“……”

"Brown, I'm scared."

Hearing his old friend's words, he looked at his old friend and was only a little stunned, but he also understood what his old friend meant.

"I've been scared, Brown, they've stuffed dog shit in my mailbox, and once they've smashed me in the face, and one night they'll smash my window, they call me...... Uh, you should know those nasty words......"

Finally, he saw his old friend pull out a bayonet from his bosom and said seriously.

"I can't take it anymore."

“……”

He persuaded and asked his old friend to try to call the police, but he only got a word.

"I've called the police countless times, and Brown knows it's useless."

“……”

That morning, after his persuasion, his old friend promised him that he would not do anything, but after the separation that day, his old friend died that night, with the marks of beatings all over his body, and the cause of death was several punctures in the chest and abdomen.

Because they died in the sewers in front of them, the dregs who lingered here were also caught by the police, but there was no evidence, and they were only detained for a few hours before being released.

Who would value a lonely old man? No one but him will pay attention anymore, including the police......

"Ahem."

Thinking of this, Old Brown coughed and stared at the scum who were still bullying passers-by in front of him, his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

As an officer who fought in a real war and retired, the last thing he lacked was patience.

I don't know how long I waited, but Old Brown glanced at the sky, the sun had already set unconsciously, and at the same time he saw that the scum on the other side of the sewer mouth also began to disperse, going their own way.

One of them, a slender young man, clapped his fists with another group of people, touched his chest, and then broke away from them, and a man walked towards him.

"The time has come."

Old Brown silently took out a pistol from his bosom and checked the silencer on the muzzle.

If Yorkes had been there, he would have been able to tell the model and data of the pistol.

Sig Sauer P365-380, the ammunition capacity is determined by the magazine can be divided into ten and twelve rounds, the trigger is reset quickly, which is conducive to rapid fire, and the recoil is small.

These features allow the P365 to be well controlled even in the hands of the elderly or women.

That is, this pistol is exactly what people of Brown's age are using.

"Ahem."

Old Brown coughed to make sure there was nothing wrong with the pistol, looked at the scum that had disappeared into the alley, and began to shift his position and walk in the direction of the door.

When he got to the door, Old Brown could already hear footsteps outside, so he simply opened the door.

As the door opened, Brown Sr. saw the dregs who had been separated from the team just entering the building.

At the same time, Willie, who walked into the building, also saw Old Brown who opened the door, and he raised his eyebrows a little surprised.

The two sides just ran into each other in the narrow lane.

Looking at the old man who was just staring at him, unmoved, Willy frowned.

"Old man, don't you know that this is my territory? Get out of here! ”

However, old Brown has quickly raised the muzzle of the gun, although the man is old, but the speed is really not slow, he is old, and he can only deal with the young man in this unexpected way.

Willy was shocked, although he didn't know what was going on with the old man, but his right hand also hurriedly pulled into the waistband of his pants.

It's a pity that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, Old Brown has already occupied the lead, the muzzle of the gun is aimed at the trigger directly, although there is a silencer, the gunfire has become smaller, but there is also a sound.

With a bang, Old Brown fired the first shot into Willie's right hand.

"Humph!" Willy was in pain, and his right hand was struck to the other side.

At this moment, the muzzle of old Brown's gun had shifted, and he pulled the trigger again with a calm face.

There was a second thud, and the second shot hit Willie in the chest.

"You!! You!!! ”

Willy was a little incredulous, staring at the old man in front of him, clutching his chest and throwing himself forward.

He had no idea why this damn old man was killing him!!

However, just as he fell to the ground, Old Brown pulled the trigger again.

With a bang, the third shot hit Willy in the forehead very accurately, killing him with one blow.

Burst!!!!

The flesh touched the hard ground, causing a muffled sound.

Shooting a person, Old Brown's face was so calm that he just looked at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, put the pistol back into his arms, then put his hands into the pockets on both sides, took out a pair of gloves and slowly put them on, not afraid of someone passing by.

After doing this, he reached back and grabbed the doorknob and closed it gently, before walking slowly towards the corpse.

Although I don't know who killed my old friend, as long as it is someone in the sewer, it is an accomplice to the murderer, and they are all one of the murderers.

Old Brown stood in front of the corpse and looked at it for a few seconds, then with some effort he bent down and began to move the corpse and turn him over.

The bloody holes in the forehead and chest of the corpse were bleeding, but Old Brown did not dislike it at all, and kept groping everywhere in the corpse with his hands.

It didn't take long for him to find a Colt M1911 pistol, a small bag of white goods and a purse, and some miscellaneous items.

These things were already stained with blood, and Old Brown continued to take out a black plastic bag from his pocket, which was the ordinary plastic bag that he usually used to buy groceries and things, and he simply threw everything into it.

"Ahem...... The first ......"

Old Brown took a serious look at the shocked face on the corpse, he struggled to get up, and walked slowly to the exit with a plastic bag, his whole expression was like that of an old man passing by......