PS: Finally the code is over.,It's eight o'clock home today.,Fortunately, it's a lot cooler.,There are still three days to be two more.,Please be patient.,Hehe.

In the golden autumn season, everything is withering, day and night alternate, and the temperature is already cold.

As the sun recedes below the horizon and a semi-circular moon slowly rises into the sky, in a dark corner of the bustling metropolis of New York, known as the ruler of urban civilization in the world.

More than a dozen young black men wearing black T-shirts with a red chain pattern rising from the flames on their backs, armed with iron chains and baseball bats, surrounded three or five young Mexican-Americans with hooked noses and brown skin.

"Stop. Seeing that the Mexicans who had fallen to the ground had lost the ability to resist, the only square-faced young man with a flat nose who had not moved his hand put his hand in his trouser pocket and swayed to stop the atrocity of his companion.

Then he stepped forward, squatted on the ground, and said to several young people of Mexican descent who were blurred with flesh and blood: "Boy, do you know what you are beating for, let me tell you, the descendants of 'old corn' from the desert, can 'show off' everywhere in Jordan shoes in the slums of Mexico full of cacti and stinky dog shit."

But this is the West End of New York, you know, the West End of New York, this is our territory, and you have to learn to walk with your tail between your legs.

Olit and Guco, take off the shoes of these idiots, and search their pockets casually, these 'tender corn' can get a lot of 'good goods' that we can't get and sell them, and they are very 'fat'. ”

"Yes, Boss. Hearing the orders of the square-faced youth, two short and grinning teenagers ran out of the crowd of black thugs, put bloodstained chains on their shoulders, and began to take off the shoes on the Mexicans' feet.

First five pairs of basketball shoes with black faces and red soles, and then dozens of bills of various denominations, the black youth immediately began to talk happily.

"Wow couple. It's really a genuine Jordan twenty-one. Complete retro style, look at this anti-counterfeiting laser upper, tsk, it is simply the highest essence of mechanical civilization. ”

"Really, show me, it's genuine, hell. These shoes should be stuckaway, not worn on the feet.

But such a stretchy sole must have made me jump higher, aha, size forty-five, still my shoe size. ”

"Don't put sneakers on your smelly feet, Cody, you took the watch the last time you got it. Whether the shoes fit or not, you won't have a share this time. ”

"Oh guys, I don't know why you care so much about a few pairs of second-hand shoes, if I had to choose, this stack of bills must be so cute. ”

"We don't understand you, Crody, as a '' who doesn't like rap songs or basketball, it makes people wonder if your black face is dyed with 'graffiti'..."

Listen to these young people talking to each other hip-hop and hip-hop. It's hard to associate them with the thugs who shot hard before. But actually, don't say it's a hands-on robbery. It is not without precedent for young people like them who live in the so-called 'rotten community' in the United States to shoot and kill people directly for a pair of favorite sneakers.

After a few words of half-truths and half-truths, under the auspices of the square-faced youth, a dozen or so young habitual robbers finished dividing the spoils, and five of the guys who were given the shoes, after changing them, also mischievously threw the old shoes on the Mexican, who was still lying on the ground moaning.

"I know it's not easy for you 'corn guys', but it's still the same sentence, this is the Queens West Side of New York, and it's the territory of '', and we are the only ones who can walk sideways.

Look at my face, remember my name, the boss of the 'Hell's Chains' 'Mad Dog' Charton, the next time you see my face, don't forget to give way immediately..."Seeing the Mexican's big bloody nose twitching and casting a hateful gaze, the square-faced young man as the leader thought for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and said in a cold voice.

Just when the nascent gang leader wanted to use some more ruthless methods to make a name for himself, he was suddenly interrupted by the roar of a speeding car from far and near.

Ten seconds later, a yellow taxi common in New York City, with its bright headlights, stopped on the side of the road under the stunned gaze of the violent black youth and the victimized Mexican.

The cool night breeze blew through the street, blowing a puff of dust and flying in the bright lights in front of the taxi, and the square-faced young man squinted into the car through the light, and vaguely saw a driver wearing a white robe that Indians like to wear all year round, and the driver who couldn't see his face was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at himself with empty eyes.

In an instant, the square-faced young man who was brutal by nature, grew up in an environment with violence as the main theme, lived for nineteen years, and only felt scared a few times, suddenly twitched in his heart, but then the rough temper he had developed since childhood suppressed the fear that inexplicably rose in his heart.

"I've never seen a taxi that parks at Kevender Street in Queens at night and waits for customers, and it seems that there is 'business' again..."The short gun that clenched his fingers, the square-faced young man smiled a little stiffly, and was about to say something cruel, but he heard the continuous roar of cars suddenly sounded.

Within a few minutes, twenty or thirty flashing headlights appeared in front of him, and with a fleeting light, they stopped on the side of the street, which was empty with only a few dim street lamps.

A taxi can also be said to have a driver who has just entered the industry and has a bad mind and has gone astray, but dozens of taxis come one after another, but it makes people feel an indescribable weirdness.

"Boss, it's not quite right, there are too many of these taxis, it's too sudden, we better get out of here. A tall and thin mixed-race black man who had been acting as a think tank in the embryonic "Hell Chain Gang" quietly walked up to the square-faced young man and whispered a little nervously.

"Dawson, listen to you, let's go. Although the square-faced young man had a reckless and rude personality, he was by no means an idiot, and when he saw that things had completely transcended common sense, he immediately nodded and said.

Soon, the brutal young thugs ran quickly and slipped into the alley next to the street, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, relying on their familiarity with the terrain.

After the black mob left, the injured young Mexicans on the ground breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to get up.

Although they also felt that the lights were on in front of them, and the long row of taxis parked on the side of the road was very unreasonable, but the beaten head was dizzy, the severe pain in the body was unbearable, and the mobile phone had already disappeared.

"Sir, we have been robbed, please, please help us call the police or take us to the hospital.

We, we'll repay you, please, please..."Coming to the nearest taxi window, the least injured of the Mexicans began to plead incoherently.

In the midst of his begging, the window of the taxi slowly fell, and a pair of eyes that skillfully used the blind spot of the rear headlights to look out of the car with a light dark red luster hidden in the darkness, stared at them for a moment, and suddenly said: "My eyes see sin and blood in you as well."

You are suffering at this moment, the same suffering that you have given to others..."

As he spoke, several withered palms suddenly reached out of the car window, grabbing the faces of the five Mexicans who were stunned by the red eyes.

The terrifying feeling of the cold, bony palms clutching their faces brought back to their senses as several young Mexican-Americans who had turned pitch black in front of them, screaming and struggling to their feet.

Unfortunately, all their efforts were of no avail in the face of the withered hands whose fingertips had sunk deep into the flesh of his face, and soon several people's heads were pulled and squeezed into the narrow window of the car at the same time.

After that, I felt the dry palms covering my face become more and more powerful, and when their bones rattled, and they were pulled into the taxi with a crack, a terrifying whisper sounded in their ears, "No matter what kind of evil deeds you have, it has nothing to do with me, but when you knock on my car door, I can only give you the last 'judgment'!"

This is the iron law that must be followed by the 'Black Knight', who has fallen in body but still yearns for the soul to be wise. ”

The Mexican's screaming came to an abrupt halt as he was forced through the window into the taxi.

The silence of the neighborhood has been restored, with the only difference being that the lights in the dilapidated apartments on both sides of the street have been extinguished a lot.

On the roof of an apartment building with no light on the street window, Zhang Lisheng, who was more than two meters tall and slender 'lizard', melted into the night with scales all over his body, tilted his hideous head and looked down on the 'man-eating' taxi, his ears slightly pricked up and muttered mockingly: "Is the black knight a degenerate knight who drives a fake taxi, it is really an ancient profession that conforms to the times..."

Although he was mean-mouthed, he saw that the drivers who connected people were all 'dark walkers' with a few strange tricks, and the young man had a more vigilant understanding of the 'theme party' held by the 'Lord', the big man of the dark world in New York.

On the roof of the apartment building dozens of meters above the ground, I waited for a while, and saw the guests from the dark alley who were either wearing masks or outlining the faces of ancient mythological races with oil paint, appearing with invitations in their hands, and getting into a taxi.

Approaching the nearest taxi with light and silent steps, his body suddenly dissolved into nothingness, passed through the door, and entered the passenger seat. (To be continued......)