Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 444: Passing by each other twice, this fate...

Black market gathering in the Hudson Valley.

Since it is a black market and involves mysterious items, the location is naturally more hidden.

Otherwise, the IRS (U.S. Internal Revenue Service) would have come to check the water meter before the police and exorcists were notified.

And perhaps because of their existence in the dark, the organizers of the black market deliberately decorated the gathering place in pitch black, with only a few lamps for lighting.

Due to the ingenious underworld operation of the black market organizer, Lao Tang and Constantine successfully sneaked into the black market with the cover of the Word Spirit and the Dark Light, and did not pay the entrance fee.

Why buy a ticket if you can come in on your own?!
The opening price is 500 US dollars, why not grab it? !
What? If you earn more than you rob, then it’s fine.

The two brothers wandered around various stalls in the black market, looking for their targets.

Although it is praised a lot on the Internet, there is actually very little useful content.

Not to mention the alchemical items, there were very few hybrids present, and even combined they were not enough for Old Tang to defeat with one hand.

Without regaining his memories, Old Tang had no way of recognizing what was useful and what was useless, and could only follow his brother as an emotionless follower.

"This one is not it, and this one is not it either..." Constantine had already gone through most of the stalls in the black market, but still hadn't found the alchemical materials he needed.

However, he did encounter many things that interested him, but his brother always said that children should not look at these things because they might get corns, and he forcibly took him away from the stall.

After looking back at the peculiarly shaped half-human-height wooden sculpture, Constantine turned back reluctantly and continued walking forward.

My brother said that we should try to finish visiting the black market as quickly as possible to find what we want, and then set off to the next place to make money... and play the role of a bandit who robs the rich and helps the poor!

Because the two brothers are poor, there is nothing wrong with robbing the rich to help the poor.

Just as they were walking around from the west side to the east side of the black market, four burly men walked in from the entrance.

This black market does not require people to wear masks to conceal their identities, but most people choose to disguise themselves, and these four burly men are no exception.

The leader had a McDonald's delivery bag on his head with two holes cut out for his eyes.

The remaining three were covered with delivery bags from KFC, Burger King and Pizza Hut respectively. At first glance, it looked like the four top bosses of the American fast food industry were here for a meeting.

The four heroes of fast food are naturally Finkel and his three funny subordinates. Since they make the most profit, Duke pays for Finkel's ticket.

The four elites of the Executive Bureau (three of them self-proclaimed themselves to be) dressed up like this, of course, not really to buy some rare and weird gadgets to take back.

Because the two pure-blooded dragons escaped last night, the Executive Bureau spent a lot of manpower and resources to search for their whereabouts. The academy's chief artificial intelligence Norma was also not idle, and found all the easy hiding places in New York.

According to the analysis of the intelligence personnel of the Executive Bureau, the first pure-blooded dragon came to the haunted house probably to conduct some kind of ulterior transaction with the dangerous hybrid, but the negotiation broke down due to some special reason, leading to a fight.

If the hybrid had not unfortunately died in Jun Yan's explosion, perhaps they could have found more clues. However, even so, they still found the direction of the investigation and sent executive commissioners to some illegal transaction sites to see if they could catch the other party.

The only recent illegal gathering involving the dragon civilization in New York was the black market gathering in the Hudson River Valley, so Finkel took orders and brought people to investigate.

According to Ange, Fingel seemed to have some special ability to attract pure-blooded dragons. As long as he personally took action, he could quickly lure the other party into the trap.

"Really? This is a joke. How could it be such a coincidence?" Russell couldn't believe that his luck was so bad. He encountered pure-blooded dragons every time he went on a mission.

But it was obviously useless for him to deny it. Everyone believed that he and Finkel together had an unprecedented appeal to dragons.

The most intuitive manifestation was that after entering the black market, Duke and Ajie immediately kept a distance from him to prevent Jun Yan from being accidentally injured.

They said they were here to investigate, but actually they had no clues. They could only walk around and see if they could trigger the lucky debuff.

Because this is a black market that values ​​privacy, there are no surveillance cameras installed. There are only some burly men patrolling back and forth to maintain order and make sure no one wants to steal or rob.

Finkel, who had been explaining to Eva all the way, was in a very heavy mood at this time. Although he explained for a long time and finally made Eva give up the punishment on him, he still added a sentence: "It depends on your performance tonight."

Changing from passive to active, it seems that he has taken advantage, but the former just needs to lie down, and Eva will exercise her subjective initiative.

Thinking of what Duke and the others had said in the car just now when they teased Russell, Finkel made up his mind: "Let's go and see the big baby that Russell has been thinking about."

The sudden backstab made Russell cry out that he was being targeted, but his resistance was futile, and he was still dragged into the journey of finding the giant cock amid the teasing of the three men.

It is said that dragons are lustful by nature. You might even run into a curious pure-blooded dragon there who comes to join in the fun.

When they stopped in front of a stall full of voodoo dolls and admired the hot and beautiful owner, two familiar voices were heard behind them, speaking Chinese.

"Brother, why do you always stare at my chest? I remember you weren't like this before."

"No way, she's just too big."

"what?"

"No, it's just that what she's wearing is too white... Oh, this is called appreciating beauty, what do you know, little brat?"

"I, I know a lot more!"

"Then do you know how to prove the Goldbach conjecture?"

"..."

Listening to the conversation behind him that was gradually fading away, Ajie, who was also from China, couldn't help but spit: "What a bad-tempered guy, obsessed with beauty and bullying his innocent brother, he is simply inhuman!"

After he finished cursing, he found that his three accomplices didn't react at all, so he turned around curiously.

Russell and Duke, who had just fixed their eyes on the proprietress who was bending over to pick up something, looked serious and glanced at the two figures who were getting farther and farther away.

On the other side, Finkel was in a similar situation, with a look of joy on his face after getting lucky.

Seeing his accomplices like this, Ajie knew that they had encountered the two big fish that escaped last night. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the child in the distance who was wearing the same height-enhancing underwear as Russell suddenly turned around.

Ajie immediately lowered his head, and like his two accomplices beside him, he fixed his gaze on the unfathomable cleavage of the boss lady.

"Brother, those four people are so weird. Why do they put garbage bags on their faces?"

"That's what America is like. It's free, open and unfettered. You'll understand it when you grow up."

"Really?" "Yes, I'll take you to KFC later. The smell of fried chicken on them just now made me hungry."

"it is good."

……

Looking at the four burly men standing in front of the stall in silence, the proud lady boss couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her northern hemisphere, and said in a hoarse and charming voice:
"Handsome guy, stop looking and buy something."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four men wearing fast food delivery bags turned around and walked towards the door without saying anything.

Seeing the four psychopaths moving in unison, the lady boss was so angry that she dropped two ounces of powder on her face: "Bah, poor bastards!"

She was extremely angry, but Finkel and his four companions were completely unaware of it and just hung far behind the two brothers.

"What are you talking about, Minister? Damn him?" Duke had already put his hands into his trouser pockets. As long as Finkel gave the order, he would immediately press the call button to ensure that this place would be surrounded by the Executive Bureau in ten minutes.

"Fuck you, why are you fighting here? Do you think there are too many humans or that they were not roasted evenly last night?" Finkel said angrily.

This black market is neither big nor small, and it is in a semi-closed mode. If the other party releases Jun Yan here, no one will be able to walk out alive.

After hearing that they were going to eat KFC, he immediately asked Eva to search for the nearest KFC restaurant, and asked the people from the Executive Bureau to clear the crowd nearby and set up a trap, just waiting for them to show up.

Not to mention KFC, even helicopters, fighter jets, excavators and road rollers have been arranged!

Seeing that the target duo was about to reach the gate, the four elites split up into small groups, changed their clothes with one click in a hidden place, and left from the front and back doors one after another.

Finkel and Ajie drove to get weapons, while Russell and Duke looked for the target at a high point to make sure they would not lose him.

At this time, Eva also sent back the results of the investigation: "The nearest KFC is in a town ten kilometers away. There is a ski resort there. The flow of people is very large, and it is difficult to evacuate in a short time."

"What do the principals think?"

"The president and Professor Schneider decided to ambush us halfway. There is only one main road leading to other cities and towns. The Executive Bureau has already applied for traffic control."

"OK." Finkel nodded, and then asked the two observers if they had lost the target.

As expected, I lost him.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. The target's bloodline is very high, and he may have mastered the words of different bloodline origins, such as the dark light or the ghost, which can deceive our senses.

Now keep an eye on the entrance and exit. They can eliminate their presence, but it is difficult to make the footprints and wheel tracks disappear as well!"

Finkel commanded in an orderly manner, and at the same time quietly asked Eva through telepathy whether there was any passing spy satellite that could be invaded to provide them with support.

The answer she got was that as early as when they sent the message back, the principal had already asked her to try to hack into the US military satellite.

But unfortunately, it would take half an hour for the nearest satellite to move over the Hudson Valley, not to mention the invasion time. By the time it was in position, it would probably be dark and the dragon would have disappeared.

There was no other way, Finkel could only let Ajie drive to the exit of the town and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"Oh, it's really troublesome. I really want to retire." Finkel sighed, leaning back in the passenger seat and taking a sip of iced coffee.

He is now an employee of Xia Di, and can enjoy the welfare benefits of Hua Xia. The unscrupulous boss should help him pay the five insurances and one fund, so his future retirement life should be guaranteed, right?
While he was muttering, a large cloud happened to float in the sky, blocking the warm winter sunshine.

In the alley one street away, Old Tang and Constantine were silent for a moment as they looked at the chains remaining on the electric pole and the wheels firmly protected by the chains.

I bought this motorcycle from a middleman this morning. I don't know how many times it has passed through so I don't feel bad about losing it.

But this was only the first day that Old Tang had come out with his brother to make a living, and they had encountered such a major theft case. If he hadn't been thinking about escaping America as soon as possible, he would have found the car thief and beat him up no matter what.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Constantine felt his brother's anger and wanted to laugh, but held it back.

I have never seen my brother look so angry before. He is always so dignified and doesn't allow others to talk to him. He seems difficult to get close to.

"Are the materials you have collected now enough for you to refine that kind of mask?" Old Tang lifted the bag in his hand, which contained genuine alchemical materials carefully selected by Constantine.

In addition to being expensive, the quantity is also small. I only found four pieces after searching the entire black market.

"No, there's not enough material."

"Damn it, the good stuff must have been bought up in the past two days. What's left today are just what others had picked out." Old Tang scratched his head and complained about his bad luck.

"Forget it, let's ride our bikes away. It's a good opportunity to exercise so we can eat more."

As Old Tang was talking, he stopped a boy who was riding a bicycle with passengers, took out two Franklin bills and bought his bike at a premium.

After changing their disguise, the two brothers rode their half-new bicycles out of the town.

Because the clouds blocked the sun, they turned on the dark light and hid in the shadows.

Thanks to the black market, the snow on the road leading to the outside world has been compacted by passing vehicles, so there is no need to worry about leaving too obvious traces.

Just as they passed by a Mercedes parked at the entrance of the town, Finkel, who was lying in the passenger seat bargaining and flirting with Eva, twitched his ears.

Just now, he seemed to hear the sound of wheels rolling over the road and the friction between chains and gears.

Pressing the car window, he looked around with a longing look, while at the same time pricked up his ears to try to catch the slightest sound in the air.

Soon, he discovered a black fog that was almost merging with the shadows. His ears also caught the creaking sound of pedals being stepped on hard. A fresh long mark also appeared in the ruts on the ground.

Got you!

Finkel's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked Eva to contact the Executive Bureau, then took out his cell phone to send a message to Russell and Duke.

But soon, he stopped typing.

There was no other reason, because the sound of the bicycle that was faintly audible just now suddenly disappeared. Although he could still hear the laughter of the workers in the nearby pub, Finkel seemed to be trapped in a quagmire of deathly silence.

And the next second, words that made his hair stand on end came from the air:

"Brother, he seems to have discovered us."

(End of this chapter)