Chapter 1 Hey! What are you running?

At the New York Public Library, Sun Zheng remained silent, returned a large stack of newspapers he had read, and left without saying a word.

After looking through the newspapers for a long time, no clues were obtained other than that it was determined that it was September 2000.

Finally, he didn't resist the temptation and opened the door to a new world.

The appearance of the crossing location in New York is inevitably imaginative.

After checking the information for a long time, there are some differences between this world and the original world, but there is not much difference.

There's no Stark Industries, there's no Gotan Metropolis, and there's no other big news.

Well, let's go to Hell's Kitchen, there's got to be a clue!

Hell's Kitchen is an area on the west coast of Manhattan Island in New York City, United States, officially named Clinton, commonly known as Midtown West, and is a famous slum on Manhattan Island. According to various films, television and literary works, this place is the place where almost all the fuse events took place.

Sun Zheng is dressed in travel sportswear and carries a backpack, which looks like a high school student or a student traveling during the holidays.

Yo-da Da Da came to West Midtown, found a pawnshop, took out a 500-gram gold bar for 5,000 US dollars, and pretended to be a childish old bird to ask the shopkeeper if there was a way to get a fake ID card. The shopkeeper charged him $500 and gave him a Chinese ID card that looked like it was almost the same. At the same time, it is stated that the thing can only be mixed with a bar or something, and if you really encounter the police or the immigration department, you will definitely have to expose the stuffing.

Sun Zheng didn't care, and threw the money and the certificate into the backpack together, turned around and left.

He was not disappointed, but for an hour, he was tasting the food of his hometown in a Chinese restaurant, and two doggy black young men ran into the store.

Sun Zheng pretended not to see the small movements of the two people, paid after eating, and continued to tour the streets.

Turning into a less crowded street, hurried footsteps sounded behind me.

"Hey! Yellow-skinned monkey, hand over the money! ”

Sun Zheng turned around and shook his head in disappointment at the four robbers, who were two black and two white: "Quality!" Quality......"

One of the black guys flicked off with a switchblade in his hand: "Shit! Hand over the money! ”

Sun Zheng took off his backpack and moved his hands and feet: "Otherwise?" ”

Before these people could react, a Bruce Lee-style flying kick directly kicked the black gangster with a knife three or four meters away, with a strange roar, and kept shouting "Ahh

Sun Zheng walked up to the four of them: "There are two kinds of people I hate the most in my life!" One is racist, the other is black, and the other is illiterate! ”

The four of them were kicked by Sun Zheng, screaming in pain, and a black man shouted in pain: "Heimi, Heimi, kick you to death and kill people!" ”

When he shouted, he was scared away directly by a few figures passing by, and suddenly there was no one on the whole street.

Sun Zheng raised his foot and stepped on his chest, and the black man's hiccup was silent. The other three quickly covered their mouths in fright, their faces trembling with horror.

"Who told you to come?"

"No one! We only came up after seeing you come out of Old John's shop. ”

"Who are you hanging out with? Which one is the boss? ”

"We don't have a boss......"

Sun Zheng's little face fell: "Then you are useless!" ”

"No, please! I said, our boss is Killian of the Irish Gang, and John Sr. is his uncle......"

After hearing the news, Sun Zheng kicked one by one, and all four scumbags were sent on the road, casually thrown into the trash can next to him, clapped his hands, picked up his backpack, and continued to shop.

Hey, dare to hit my idea?

Old John, huh? Killian, right? The Irish Gang, right?

Yes! Isn't it a coincidence that there is a lack of a place to stay!

After strolling around until dark, Sun Zheng appeared near the old John's grocery store, which sold gold.

The shop was brightly lit, and several white men were vigilantly guarding the door. As expected, this kind of black guy, even if someone dies, he will not call the police, and his first reaction must be to defend.

Want to block me? I'm afraid these people don't know that those goods even have an explanation of the boss Killian's residence, right?

You wait here, I'll go to the boss's house first! Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Killian's home was not far from the grocery store, two streets away, and the five-story villa on the corner was his lair. It's not as brightly lit as the grocery store, but it's pitch black here, as if no one is there.

Even the grocery store is guarded by so many people, and it is impossible for the lair to be unguarded, and this kind of trick will coax them into brainless gangsters.

But with the usual means of covering up at night, it is more convenient to use hair in front of Sun Zheng.

Under the cover of night, he easily pulled out the two secret sentinels at the door, and let them obediently pretend to be clay statues by clicking a point.

Pushing the door in, there were at least 20 gunmen hiding on the first floor, one by one, waiting for someone to do something. They have experienced a lot of this kind of thing, and at most they have fired a few shots.

Sun Zhengcai no matter what he took the initiative or forced, anyone who appeared in this building was regarded as a robber who illegally appropriated other people's property. This building belongs to Master Sun!

The hidden weapon technique of the rain has been practiced for many years, and it has not been used to fight the Mongols. When it opened for the first time today, there was a slight sound of brushing, and more than two dozen gunmen rushed into the street at the same time. Most of them fell into darkness without even seeing the figures, and a few of them failed to catch the handle of their guns with their hands that reacted quickly.

Kick you to death, kick you to death!

In a few rooms on the second floor, there were a few gunmen in ambush, lying on the mattress behind the door, looking very professional. It's a pity that against the people who are clever and agile, the loaded guns will be eliminated before they have time to fire.

Sun Zheng went up to the third floor and heard the communication on the walkie-talkie becoming more and more urgent.

Several masters who were originally ambushed on the third floor went out one after another, and just happened to bump into Sun Zheng head-on, and they couldn't help but say, and they raised their hands and shot.

The gunfire broke the night, but before he could fire a few shots, he was attacked by Sun Zheng at close quarters, twisting his neck one by one.

Tsk, these shots have damaged a lot of furniture, and the decoration of the building has also been damaged a lot, so I have to find someone to spend money when I go back. These bastards, the cub doesn't feel sorry for Ye Tian!

The lights on the fourth floor were bright, and a group of gunmen came up one after another, their weapons pointed at the staircase.

A big white man with a full face was full of anger and shouted, "Whoever you are, go to hell!" ”

Alas! I thought I could achieve the achievement of silent infiltration, but it turned out to be a strong attack.

Judge A reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and the black-headed and black-faced man went upstairs directly. A gun rang out and the battle raged all over the world, and Sun Zheng stubbornly held up the rain of bullets to shoot back and kill one by one.

The twenty-odd gunmen on the fourth floor were wiped out in a few minutes, leaving only the white man in a cold sweat and looking at this unbeatable monster with a look of horror.

Sun Zheng walked up to him, and the big man shot the pistol in vain, smashed the gun at Sun Zheng in a rage, shouted, and threw himself on, trying to fight Sun Zheng.

was held by Sun Zheng, and the whole person was soft.

Lying on his stomach with two feet, he kicked the big man's kneecaps to pieces, and sat on the ground as a paralyzed flesh.

"I ask, you answer! Got it? ”

"Phew! Shit, go to hell! ”

"There's a kind of tough guy...... a wind behind him, Sun Zheng took a slight diagonal step, and a white man appeared on the spot.

Hey? This is a guy lying on a mattress on the second floor, Sun Zheng is very curious: "I remember just killing you, it seems that I haven't done it for too long, and the business is a little rusty." ”

Click, a few crisp sounds, among the corpses that had just been killed by Sun Zheng, there was a guy who twisted his head and staggered to his feet. With a sudden pounce, the white man with his knees shattered was pressed to the ground, pulled his head to the side, exposed his neck, and opened his mouth to bite it.

There were a few gurgling sounds, and the hole in the head of the guy who sucked the blood recovered little by little, and it returned to its original state in less than half a minute.

Bloodsucker? Sun Zheng lifted his mask and showed a surprised expression: "Is there really such a creature?" Is it just the two of you? ”

After licking the blood bag, the vampire threw down the big man's corpse, licked his tongue, and laughed out loud in an eerie voice.

"Funny Chinese kid! You're so much better than this bunch of waste, and I can grant you the right to eternal life, come on! Join us and enjoy the ...... of immortality"

Brush! Sun Zheng bent his fingers and popped out a silver needle, pierced his acupoint, and fixed him at the time. Hey, it's kind of interesting, it seems that the principle of qi and blood is the same as that of human beings.

Another vampire was shocked: "What did you do?" "The brush pounced.

Sun Zheng carried the Spiral Nine Shadows to fight with him, trying not to entangle with him. The guy was bent on catching Sun Zheng, but he found that although the Chinese boy was slow, he was extremely dexterous, and no matter how hard he tried, he could always easily avoid it when he was about to reach him.

The two sides floated around and chased for more than ten minutes, and Sun Zheng roughly figured out this guy's routine. Agile and fast, but unfortunately there is no skill at all.

Tsk, this kind of talent is completely instinctive? What a waste!

I tried to punch him, and with a thud I hit his nose in the face.

The vampire screamed in pain, took two steps back, carefully held his nose with both hands, and gasped for a few moments, quickly returning to his original state.

Sun Zheng is curious, can he recover without sucking blood? How does it work?

Jumping in the wrong step, appearing behind this guy, super agility and light bonus, the vampire is like a toddler in front of him.

grabbed the guy's left ear and tore it lightly, and the ear was torn off.

Yikes! The vampire shouted in pain, and the other guy who could only blink his eyes saw this scene clearly, and he was not lightly frightened, and the expression on his face twisted like a kaleidoscope, which was called a wonderful.

After waiting for a long time, the other ear only jumped on the spot, but no new ear grew. He now found that he was no match for this young man at all, and his heart was terrified, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

Sun Zheng was very gentle: "Can't it grow?" He handed over the ear that was pinched in his hand: "Then why don't you try it?" ”

Asking this kind of question with an expectant face, are you a psychopath?

One ear looked at the stump in his hand, then at his companion in the idol, shouted, and slammed his head into the window.

"Hey! What are you running? ”