On the street behind the nightclub, there was still some panic.

Cars whizzed by.

Although the gunmen were nowhere to be seen, they were not sure if they were still watching nearby, Ethan held the handle of the gun tightly and stared at the woman, preferably the other party could pick up his phone and check the information inside.

Otherwise, I would have to take the risk of controlling her here.

No matter what, you have to find out what happened, you are not the master who was beaten for no reason but didn't fight back!

His gaze shifted, and another man was approaching Samne Shaw.

The other party is tall.

Dressed in a black suit and a long trench coat, the man was tall, his mouth was tightly pursed, and his steps were unhurried, looking somewhat elegant.

The stubble is a little gray, and he is in his forties.

With the demeanor of a handsome old man.

Looking left and right as he went, a pair of eyes were unusually bright, Ethan cursed secretly, and hurriedly took a step back to hide his figure deeper, the smell of the other party was already obvious, and he was a field agent.

And to be honest, it's not easy for a field agent to live to this age, and he can't get mixed up without two brushes.

The 40s are also in their prime.

There is no shortage of experience and stamina.

The two men clearly knew each other, and a handsome middle-aged man in a long black trench coat stopped next to Shaw.

That location is exactly where I discarded my phone.

Although Shaw warned himself, hacking into the phone was an indisputable fact, and no matter what they wanted to do, Ethan would not have much affection in his heart.

I have too many secrets, and if it weren't for Jabber's reminder, if something was discovered, it would be a big trouble.

And I don't want these troubles.

The two stood there and didn't know what to say, Xiao then pointed to the skirt on his body, and the short-haired man in a three-piece suit and a long trench coat shrugged helplessly, squatting down to tie his shoes.

But his fingers quietly stirred among the garbage under the curb, and soon he picked up a rectangular object.

Watching his phone being put in his pocket by the handsome old guy.

A smile appeared on Ethan's lips.

Half an hour later, downtown.

Ethan changed his clothes and walked to the intersection of East 30th Street and Lexington Street, biting the ice cream in his hand, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the magnificent building in front of him.

The gray-white façade of the building looks like it is thirty or forty meters high.

The underside of the building is covered with architectural wooden planks, leaving only pedestrian walkways, and the wooden planks are plastered with advertisements for psoriasis, large and small, and above are steel scaffolding, and covered with soundproof and dustproof curtains.

The scaffolding almost encloses half of the building, but despite this, a chunky stone pillar can be seen protruding from the upper part of the building.

The styling is quite unique, so it's not very high, though.

It still looks quite grandiose.

According to information provided by Jaber, this place is an abandoned library, and his mobile phone signal is stuck in this building.

Ethan raised an eyebrow, it was a great place to hide.

With the scaffolding shelter, it can avoid attracting the prying eyes of the people, and it is hidden in the city, which is extremely convenient to go to any place in New York, so I will choose to stay in this kind of place.

I ate the ice cream in three or two bites, and patted my head that was a little sobbed by the cold.

He lowered his cap and walked briskly across the street, heading straight for the back alley of the library building, fenced in front by a plank, no doubt in the back.

It's different from the cars and people outside.

The back alley was silent, and there was a soft sound of shoes stepping on the stagnant water.

It was dimly lit, and there was no one.

The floor is cleaned up and should be cleaned regularly.

This is perfectly normal, and if this is the foothold of the male-female duo just now, it must be kept clean, otherwise it will sooner or later become a gathering place for homeless people and addicts.

The radar turned on, and the three points of light above converged.

Ethan lifted his coat with both hands and pulled out the two Glocks that were inserted in the lower back.

The figure flickered in the darkness, quickly approaching the back door of the library, and although the cordons were being pulled up everywhere, the constant signs of people walking on the steps could not escape their eyes.

I walked four or five meters along the back porch and came to a beautifully shaped wooden door.

It took a little effort to open the door.

Inside, Ethan took his steps to the lightest, and the small window in the wall provided a glimmer of light in the library lobby.

The bookshelves are crooked, and all kinds of books are scattered all over the place.

Not far away was the staircase, on which were also scattered books, and the air, though a little dreary, was not uncomfortable, and he lifted the two Glocks up and slowly walked up the wide staircase.

"Roar~~~"

A few dog barks and suddenly exploded on the second floor.

The movement made his heart beat violently, and the foot that had just stepped on the staircase stopped instantly.

Unexpectedly, there were dogs here.

"Little Bear!"

A low cry sounded, and the barking of the dog stopped.

Immediately after that, the three light points in the radar quickly dispersed, and the light that had just been lit on the left dimmed, and in just a few seconds, no movement could be heard on the second floor.

Good guys, that's a quick response.

Ethan smiled, he only took the gun just in case, to be honest, he didn't come to kill people, although he was unhappy, but after all, others came to warn.

This is more or less a personal favor, and you have to get it.

But let's scare it first!

With a hint of bad taste, Ethan slowly walked up to the corridor on the second floor, no longer light, but creaking on the wooden floor, step by step, steadily approaching to the left.

Not far ahead, there are two or three small steps.

It should be a large room up the stairs, and the three points of light are still quite scattered.

But the people inside don't know what's going on.

There is no movement for the time being.

The sound of approaching footsteps continued to sound in the corridor, and finally stopped next to the small steps, and after another suffocating ten or so seconds, Ethan whipped his pistol: "Ms. Xiao, I believe your friend took my things." ”

"If so, how about giving my phone back?"

His voice fell, and there was a sudden sound of swallowing saliva on the right side of the room.

"Okay~"

Sam Shaw's voice rang out, and he said with a hint of anger, "Mr. Morgan, why don't you come in and get it?" ”

There was a hint of threat in his tone.

"Haha."

Ethan chuckled and put away a Glock as he flipped through the grenade: "This is a surprise for you, don't be too surprised, this is a kind warning!" ”

With a flick of his arm, the little guy flew up lightly.

"Boom."

The grenade fell to the floor with a muffled sound.

The oval-shaped object staggered on the ground a few times, slowly rolling to a halt, and this subtle movement sounded like thunder to the three of them! (End of chapter)