Meimanzhiduota grocery store

Chapter 17
"Healing potions, you need to prepare ten copies... No! Five copies! Uh! Magic potions, five copies! Two sets of scout guards, three sets of city return scrolls..." Lying on the table, Yan Yan wrote quickly, chattering nagging.

The shopping list was completed in one go, Yan Yan unfolded it and looked at it, his five sense organs were twisted together in pain, his heart twitched, and he sighed in a low voice, "My money! Why did I spend it so fast!"

A total of more than 1 gold coins was almost squandered by Yan Yan the night before yesterday. He only bought some regular supplies. The money bag bottomed out again, leaving only a poor 12 gold coins. Yan Yan could only look pitifully at the weapons dealers. Various props.

Just when Yan Yan regretted and beat his chest with heartache, he should not be impulsive with random skills, and turned his mind quickly, thinking about where he could get another vote.

On the black gray floor of the basement, a circle of complex magic patterns suddenly appeared, and the light blue light of the city portal scroll illuminated the room brightly.

Frowning slightly, Yan Yan watched with a livid face as a one-legged red-clothed man resisted to appear in the luster. He only gave Erica one scroll for returning to the city.

Almost at the same time as the luster dissipated, Yan Yan rushed forward, grabbed the red-clothed ninja's shoulders, and violently threw him on the ground, the blade groaned softly, and the ghost ball sword in Yan Yan's hand came out of his body, and stuck it coldly on the ninja's neck.

The red-clothed ninja instinctively swung his fist to fight back, but Yan Yan slammed his knee on his chest deftly. The poor ninja's eyes were bloodshot and rounded instantly. With a scream, the breath in his chest was completely squeezed out, and his bones burst out. Overwhelmed "click" sound.

"What happened to Erica?" Yan Yan's face was gloomy, and he moved his face less than half a foot away from the ninja, and asked slowly.

The red-clothed ninja blinked eagerly, his exposed face turned purple because he couldn't breathe, until his bloodshot eyes were about to shoot out from the eye sockets, Yan Yan slowly moved away the weight that was pressing on his chest. knee.

Taking a long breath, the ninja in red coughed slightly, and then said in a cold tone, "Mr. Jin Bin told me to tell you that Erica was caught by him!"

Yan Yan looked at the red-clothed ninja with a gloomy face, stared at it for a moment, and waved a knife.

Onimaru's sharp blade neatly sliced ​​off the ninja's head. A black-gray human-shaped mist, screaming, was pulled by an invisible force, twisted and swallowed by Onimaru, and the straight blade had an evil silver light. Flash, let out bursts of excited whispers.

Yan Yan curled his lips. He knew exactly what kind of ghosts and monsters the ninjas of the Hand were. If they hadn't received orders, even if they went through the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty, they wouldn't be able to ask a single word from them.

Before the blood splashed out, the body of the ninja in red disintegrated and dissipated like sand, and Yan Yan's face became even more ugly. Jin Bing's purpose was obvious, and he had an upright conspiracy to use Erica as a bait.

But save?Still not saved?
No matter how Erica was caught and where she is being held now, if she is not rescued, she will die!
It is very likely that he will also die without a place to bury him.

With a face full of hesitation, Yan Yan thought for a moment in silence, then suddenly took a deep breath, let out a weird grin, and said to himself with a gloomy face, "Jin Bing! You bald man, dare to touch the woman I like."

There was a fox-like smile on the corner of his mouth, Yan Yan already had a plan in his heart, picked up the coat beside him, and quickly left the grocery store.

……

In the Bronx, the famous Bloody Mary never sleeps.

The metal gate formed by piles of huge steel bars is empty in front of the gate, and a few sporadic couples with heavy make-up came to the gate. The fierce Russian man in front of the gate was scared and fled until he ran to the corner before turning his head. Angrily, he rushed to the door and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The originally huge sphere of influence was divided into only the last block in just a few days. The wolves looked around and stared at each other. The Russian gangsters were not careful, and the surrounding area was full of gunmen and secret sentries.

"Tsk tsk! It seems that the Russians have suffered a lot this time!" Yan Yan walked in leisurely, looked around the heavily guarded and deserted nightclub, curled his mouth and muttered in a low voice, and then walked up with a smile.

This time Yan Yan didn't encounter any obstacles. There was a Russian man with a dignified face at the door of the nightclub, who was already waiting.

Silently lead Yan Yan to the luxurious office on the third floor. Along the way, the lights are bright and the decoration is rich, but there are few people. The Russian men who come and go are all fully armed, with tired and tired faces, revealing the desolation of the declining sun.

As soon as the door wrapped in scarlet velvet was opened, a strong smell of medicine mixed with a hot stream of pungent alcohol rushed in. Vladimir sat by the bed, his beard and hair were disheveled, and he was holding the wine bottle decadently, like a wounded brown bear. , hiding in the dark cave and licking the wound.

Anatole, with a pale face, was lying on the bed, his left arm was severed shoulder to shoulder, and there were seven or eight scarlet bloodstains on the bandages wrapped around his body. Four gray-haired doctors were busy around the bed, but getting worse and worse. The slow heartbeat, obviously the frantic treatment did not have a beneficial effect.

"Touch..." The wine bottle shattered, the wine splashed, and Vladimir, who was full of alcohol, got up angrily, and the stinky saliva in his mouth splashed, roaring angrily like a brown bear, "Get out! Get out! Everyone! A bunch of useless asses, if Amway dies, I will let you be buried together!! Do you understand!!!”

Four doctors who were over half a century old didn't dare to say much, they trembled violently like quails in a thunderstorm, lowered their heads obediently, lined up in a row, and ran away from Yan Yan.

"Jimmy, my friend!! I'll come and see you." Yan Yan looked calm, without the slightest embarrassment, stepped forward pretending to be sad, and sighed heavily, "I didn't expect Amway to be hurt so badly, I hope you Don't be too sad!"

"Yan! I know what you want to do here! But I'm not interested in your stuff!!" Vladimir pinched Yan Yan's shoulder angrily, staring at Yan Yan with scarlet eyes, and spraying pungent wine from his mouth Angrily, he growled, "I won't buy anything from you, and you don't want to make any more money from me! Damn it! If you didn't give me the news, I wouldn't be ambushed by those bastards."

"Kaka..." There was a burst of intensive loading sounds, and dozens of gunmen rushed in, surrounding Yan Yan in the center. The black barrels of the guns could smash him into a sieve in an instant as long as Vladimir gave an order.

"You treacherous, greedy bastard!! Give me a reasonable explanation! Otherwise, I will cut you into dozens of pieces and throw them into the Hudson River." Vladimir looked at Yan Yan gloomyly, drunk The drunken face was full of crazy killing intent.

"You did find them, didn't you?" Yan Yan blinked his eyes, shrugged calmly, with a fox-like smile on his face.

"You really make me sad!! I came here to save Anatoly, but you actually doubt my kindness to you!" Yan Yan stepped forward, not paying attention to the threats of gunpoints around him. Yan took out a bottle of life potion from his arms, opened Anatoly's mouth, and poured the green liquid into it.

"Dididi..." The voice of the electrocardiogram was sudden and rapid, and Anatole's face instantly regained its color. A healthy blush gradually spread on his face, and even wisps of white mist appeared on his head.

Everyone in the room changed their faces in shock at the same time, staring at their eyes in disbelief. What did Yan Yan take out?God is above, this is simply the holy water that God has blessed to cure all diseases in legend.

"My friend!" Yan Yan laughed a few times, took out another bottle of healing potion from his arms and put it on the table, and said with a smile, "I'll give him another drink in two hours. Although the arms won't grow back, keep them safe." There is no problem with this life!"

Vladimir frowned, Anatoly's steady breathing made his heart fall, but he glanced at the fox-like smile on Yan Yan's face, smiled wryly and waved his hand, signaling the gunman to back out.

"Yan! Tell me straight, what is your purpose for coming here?" When there were only the three of them left in the room, Vladimir licked his fat lips and asked straight to the point.

He knows exactly what kind of person Yan Yan is, a kid who is smarter than many people, a greedy businessman, and a complete bastard. If there is not enough benefit, he will never come here.

Yan Yan smiled calmly, blinked his eyes a few times, and said with a smile, "As a friend, I'm here to help you avenge you! Of course, the help you provide to your friends is not free!"

"Revenge? Hehe!!! Now New York is already Jin Bin's territory! You haven't heard the news yet? That damned bastard in Bullseye is back!!" Vladimir smiled wryly, and took a mouthful of fierce fear. Wine, sneered, "In New York Harbor, that lunatic caused heavy casualties to the Italians! Hehe!"

Vladimir's face was full of gloating, and he unabashedly retaliated maliciously to those bastards who made trouble.

Bullseye?

Sheng Weihehe, the former gold medal killer of Jin Bing Group, is said to be able to throw and kill anything in his hands.

Yan Yan frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, this murderous lunatic had already broken his bones two years ago. It was because of this that Erica had the opportunity to gain Jin Bing's "trust" and become the leader of the Jin Bing Group. number one killer.

When he came in, he felt that Jin Bing seemed to have made a big move. The ambush of the Russian gang, the appearance of the bullseye, and the attack on Erica further confirmed Yan Yan's inference that Jin Bing was clearing the field.

"Besides, what good will it do you to help me? Hey, I understand you! Yan! You are a greedy snake. You don't have enough benefits to make such a decision!" Vladimir stared drunkenly. Looking at Yan Yan, he smiled strangely with the unpleasant smell of alcohol in his mouth.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you! My friend! And Jin is not a generous business partner!" Yan Yan had a calm demeanor, he had already thought of the reason before coming here, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm a businessman! And the underground world of New York ruled by one person, isn't it a good environment for doing business?"

Satisfied with a belch, Vladimir narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of doubt, a bright smile appeared on his scruffy face, "Tell me your price! My friend!"

　It's a new week... (I was just about to add an update! But it fell out of [-]... Woohoo...) I am a beautiful boy who keeps his word!Today's two updates...

　　
　
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