The rumbling of a subway speeding through a dark tunnel.

There was a mixture of screams in the middle.

Several people in the shaking trunk were on the ground, and the situation was completely one-sided.

"Fack!"

Seeing that his own person was beaten like this, the kid wearing the cap of the New York Giants who was hiding behind just now let out an angry curse, he quickly lifted the corner of his shirt, and raised his hand to hold a dark revolver.

The finger is also pressed on the trigger, and it is about to be pulled.

Ethan stepped forward with an arrow and quickly lifted the opponent's wrist high.

"Bang~"

With the sound of a gunshot, a small hole instantly appeared on the top of the subway.

The left hand controls the opponent and the right hand forms a hook.

Ethan slammed his face into the neck of the cap, and thumped it against the other party's throat, and the guy's eyes were black, and his knees fell to his knees.

If it weren't for the strength he had spared.

This simple blow can directly snap this kid's throat!

Grabbing the other party's hand holding the gun and twisting it in turn, cutting the cap's arm backwards like an airplane, Ethan smiled at the Latin woman, and pulled his hands in the opposite direction.

"Click~"

With a crisp crack of the shoulder blades, the revolver fell to the ground.

The boy was like a fish thrown ashore, his body writhing and howling through the sky.

"Bang."

There was another muffled sound, and the floor of the carriage shook.

He turned his head and looked at Jabber.

"Mommy Fake."

The bald brother jumped to his feet and scolded, shook his hand and kicked the guy who was knocked out by him a few times: "Bastard, what are you doing with your face so hard, it hurts my hand!! ”

Six gangsters, all of them.

Ethan laughed, and his whole body suddenly became comfortable.

The regret of missing two G cups in the nightclub just now was also swept away between raising your hands and feet.

"Bastard."

After everything happened, it was only ten seconds after the inch-headed man struggled to get up, grabbed the handle of the knife and roared profusely: "Do you know who I am, you die... ”

"Smack~"

A big slap interrupted his words.

Ethan enjoys this kind of flesh and meat, and it has a bit of elastic feel.

"Me."

The inch-headed man still wanted to speak.

"Smack!"

As soon as he got up, Jia Bo also slapped out: "Mom provoke Fak, you actually treat me as a male prostitute." ”

It's okay not to say it, but Ethan also remembered it.

The two of them slapped the inch-headed man on the left and right, making the guy dizzy.

Eyes straight to Venus.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Ethan grabbed his clothes, knocked the guy to the ground, jumped up and stomped on his heel, and the terrible sound of broken bones followed.

"God~"

Jia Bo grinned, looked at the inch-headed man who was frantically inhaling cold air, and said, "Aren't we going to be a little too cruel?" ”

"Wrong."

Looking at the two people who were bombed, Ethan unceremoniously raised his middle finger to Jabber: "It's not us, it's you, you mother provokes Fack to be cruel!" ”

No matter how ruthless you are, it's just a waste of hands.

This guy is directly abolishing the pleasure of other people's lower body, and it seems that he is very dissatisfied with others ridiculing him as a male prostitute.

"It seems to be."

Jia Bo sneered, strode to the side of the inch-headed man, and narrowed his eyes: "Since you are already cruel, you might as well be cruel, Mom provoke Fake, remember, you are a male prostitute!" ”

"I'm Fakyu, and definitely not you!"

“NO、NO、NO！！！”

The inch-headed man finally recovered from the sharp pain in his leg, and watched in horror at Jabber's raised foot, struggling to step back.

"Bang~"

As the foot fell, the inch-headed man's neck stiffened, and he looked at Ethan and Jabber standing next to him fixedly, and his eyes rolled and he fainted.

"Damn it."

Ethan scratched his crotch and shivered.

It's cruel.

A person as kind as himself can't see this kind of thing at all.

He walked towards the two female bodhisattvas and stood in front of them, his body swaying slightly with the traveling carriage.

"I swear."

The Latin woman was thrilled and stammered, "I didn't see anything tonight, and I don't know what happened, this gentleman, I just remember that a good Samaritan saved me and Mandy!" ”

"Otherwise, I don't know what would happen to us."

Fear is afraid.

But who knows what will happen to them and their companions without them, and despite being in this industry, she says that she is not a person who does not know gratitude.

"Good."

Ethan waved his hand with satisfaction: "I hope you can do what you say, and leave when you arrive!" ”

"Hmm!"

The black girl who covered her stomach nodded heavily, and looked at the few people who were beaten with relief.

The grunt of pain continued.

The subway rumbles constantly.

At the next subway station, Ethan, Jab, and the two female bodhisattvas all left, and even the homeless man quietly moved to the other carriages, not daring to cause any trouble.

Alarm, non-existent.

No one wanted to call the police for something like this, and Ethan's previous warning was just in case.

The other party doesn't know him either.

Don't worry about revealing anything about yourself.

The next day.

After almost a night of wandering last night, plus a little drinking, I woke up with the sun hanging high outside the window.

Yawned and grabbed his phone.

There was no new information on it, and it was thrown aside.

Stalking is often boring, and harvesting takes time, and Bunker is in the stage of collecting information, and it is normal to find nothing in particular.

The room was still snoring.

He got up from the couch and went into the room to look at the computer, where the program was still working.

No different from last night.

According to the other party, if a vulnerability is found that can be hacked, the computer will give a prompt, so now it is obvious that no vulnerability has been found.

Regardless of the sleeping Jaber, he left a note and went out for a walk.

With that guy's energy, it's estimated that he will sleep until the afternoon.

He rarely took a vacation, so he didn't want to stay in a small apartment building and play with his mobile phone for hours, he had already come to New York, how could he be worthy of his usual hard work if he didn't go around.

After going to see the old lady holding the torch, I slipped to Central Park to admire the little lady lying in the grass basking in the sun.

After a good time, I got into a taxi and went straight to Flushing, a Chinese gathering place.

The Chinese characters on the street thought that he had gone to another country, and when he received a call from Jia Bo, he was shopping happily in the Chinese supermarket, and the old godmother and the hot pot base were thrown into the shopping basket.

There are some things that you can't buy in Banshee Town.

It's not as convenient to shop there as Chicago, and if you eat too much steak, you still want to change your taste.

After telling Jaber where he was, Ethan tossed a large stack of coconut palm coconut water into his shopping cart and continued his supermarket purchase. (End of chapter)