Harlem is north of Manhattan, and most of the people who live here are of African descent.

There are a mixture of dragons and snakes here, and law and order are chaotic.

Especially in the economically disadvantaged neighborhoods, the streets are basically full of gangs at night.

It was in such a chaotic neighborhood that a yellow classic car drove slowly.

Ethan looked out of the car and could occasionally see homeless people curled up on the side of the street wrapped in cardboard boxes for warmth.

In the same city, sometimes the difference between a block is like the difference between heaven and hell.

Unlike the cleanliness of the busy area, it is full of garbage.

The warbler stood under the street lamp and waved at him, shaking her huge hips from time to time.

Ethan was not interested in this unusually plump thighs and hips that looked like a grinding disc, and quickly turned his attention away.

From time to time, there are still some cars passing by, and groups of black buddies gather around the corner of the street.

A few people wore large gold chains around their necks, and most of them wore AJ under their feet, and their pants were exposed.

On the street, there is a smell of leaves everywhere.

"These are drug dealers, and a street corner is a territory." Jaber introduced.

"Believe it or not, every street corner here is bought back with human lives."

Ethan nodded, he noticed a car stopped on the street corner in front of him, and a little black man greeted him, and after talking to the people in the car, he took the money and threw a small bag of things in.

The car didn't turn off at all and left quickly.

Garber continued with a cigarette in his mouth: "For ordinary people, as long as they don't get out of the car in these places, basic safety can still be guaranteed. ”

"These gang members also need to maintain calm on the streets and not affect business."

"But if you go deeper, it's hard to say, anything can happen."

Unlike the bustling streets outside, which were deserted inside, looking at the black buddies roaming the streets, Ethan understood why Jaber would call Jonny to come and drive.

If no one is in the car, it is estimated that someone will steal it in less than a minute.

The car continued on its way, passing by a basketball court with a fever pitch in the air, ignoring the occasional distant gunshot.

Ethan sat up straight and straightened out the soft body armor that Jonny had brought with him.

The car stopped in front of an old four-story apartment building, and Jonny got out of the car first, went to the back and took out the bag with the firearm, and then returned to the car.

Ethan tugged at the glove and opened the bag.

The Uzi submachine gun's gun belt was draped over the shoulder, covered by a wide baseball jacket, the Glock 17 was inserted into the waistband, and the spare magazine was tucked into the trouser pocket.

He picked up the translucent soft rubber mask and looked at the apartment building next to him, the façade was dilapidated, sprayed with various gang graffiti, and the street was deserted.

"What are we going to do, we can't go in and kill all the people in this building, can we?"

Jaber took the bag and took out the rest of the gun: "There is no surveillance connected to the Internet in the building, so I can only go in and find him." ”

"A place where Ukrainians gather in blacks, it shouldn't be difficult to find"

Ethan nodded and looked at Jonny, "You're okay here alone, right?" ”

Jonny pulled a Colt M1911 from his waist and shook it in his hand.

Ethan smiled, the person who could hang out with Jabber and often help him transport guns was not a good person.

He put on a translucent soft rubber mask, pushed open the door and walked down.

From a distance, this soft rubber mask will not make people think that this person is wearing a mask, but when you look at it closely, it looks like a mosaic, and it fits lightly on the face.

Jabber followed and got out of the car, and the two looked left and right, walked up quickly, and pushed open the apartment door.

As soon as he entered, Ethan pulled Glock 17 out of the midfield.

The lobby on the first floor is quiet, and the reception in the middle becomes a place where clutter accumulates, next to which is a wide staircase that rotates upwards.

Ethan leads the way up the staircase to the second floor, which is in the middle of the building.

There are corridors on the left and right, and two doors on each side.

"Fakyu, Bichi."

A door was opened on the left, and an old man in a vest opened the door and walked out.

"I don't know if this little Nigo is my seed, give you half a day to pack up your things and get out."

The elder slammed the door shut, turned around in a puff, and raised his hands cleanly.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole in front of him, he didn't blink his eyes:

"Listen, Red Jack's thing didn't happen to me, I have children, for God's sake, don't let children lose their father."

Ethan grabbed Glock and shook his head.

The big black immediately obediently took out the key, opened the door, and walked in slowly.

Inside the room sat a black woman with an explosive head and a large red jacket, with her back to the door, talking on the phone:

"Martin, it's useless."

"Cousin doesn't believe it's him, I'll try it again when I go to Joey's."

"Fakyu, you really are a Bichi."

Da Lao Hei suddenly forgot about the person behind him, and scolded excitedly.

The exploding head was suddenly startled, she hurriedly hung up the phone, turned around and said in a coquettish voice: "Honey, I deliberately said this to anger you." ”

As soon as the words fell, she saw that the face of the person standing behind the big old black changed greatly, and her mouth suddenly opened wide.

"Mommy Fake, if you dare to scream, I'll put a bullet in your mouth."

Jabber flashed from behind and pointed a gun at her.

The exploding head immediately closed his mouth and raised his hands suddenly.

After a few moments, Garber opened the door a crack and watched the movement outside.

Ethan sat on the sofa and looked at the two people who were tied to the table legs by him: "I asked, you answered, can you cooperate?" ”

"Yes."

"No problem."

The two people who were tied up nodded hurriedly.

"Is there a Ukrainian living in this building?" Ethan propped his hands on his lap and the muzzle of the gun hung down.

Hearing that he was not looking for his own trouble, Da Lao Hei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"I don't know which one you're asking?"

Ethan glanced at Jabber and then continued, "You mean more than one?" ”

"Yes." The exploding head hurriedly replied: "They are a group of people, four." ”

Da Lao Hei also rushed to answer, and said with envy: "They are usually very noisy, drinking and calling prostitutes all day long. ”。

"What floor do they live on?"

"Fourth floor, two rooms on the right."

"How do you know?"

The elder laughed and said, "You know, they spend a lot of time and drink every day, I don't want to help them share it." ”

Ethan was speechless, this guy actually said stealing things so freshly and refinedly.

The explosive head in the red coat looked at the big old black with disdain: "The result is that you were beaten by others, right?" ”

"Okay, don't mention it." The big old black suddenly became anxious.

Ethan raised the muzzle of the gun, and the two men became honest again. "Last question, what are their physical characteristics?"

Da Lao Hei blinked his eyes and thought about it, his eyes lit up, and the person who beat him the hardest had a spider tattooed on his neck, and he hurriedly said this characteristic.

Sure it was Orek, Ethan nodded, picked up the fruit knife on the table next to him and threw it in front of them.

"I suggest you cut the rope again in ten minutes."

Thanks b^-^d brother for the tip, thank you

(End of chapter)