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Chapter 443

"According to the footage on the scene, the two gangsters have been shot dead, and this station has also received exclusive news that the two gangsters are from the Kleist Mental Hospital and are the security personnel of the Kleist Mental Hospital. We don't know why they I will go to the headquarters building of the Hammer Industries Group, but fortunately, the two gangsters have been killed and did not cause too many casualties."

Hey, the casualties of more than a dozen people are not considered major casualties in this country?It is really a series with few foreigners.

When Ender saw this, he curled his lips slightly, stubbed out his cigarette butt, got up and walked out of the bar, and walked leisurely in one direction with his pockets in his pocket. This is Brooklyn, and the law and order in New York is considered poor, and his original home It was just a few blocks away, which wasn't too far for him, and he planned to go back and have a look.

An hour later, he came to a street corner, which was a residential area, and there was a small single-family building on the corner, which was now charred black. This was his original home, but now the past has become a smoke.

At this time, it was dusk, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. In addition, the law and order in this block was not very good, so there were not many people to be seen on the street, only the traffic kept coming and going.

Ender stopped on the side of the street, staring at the burned ashes in front of him, the memory in his mind was very clear, so at this time he also gradually became angry.

A few sneaky figures approached, needless to say, they must be members of the nearby gangs. Seeing Ander standing alone on the street, they immediately became hostile. They looked at each other and turned towards Ander go.

"What a mess."

Ender stared at the burnt house for a moment, then looked back, and then walked towards an alley on the other side. As for those sneaky people, he didn't even look at them.

Several people saw him walking into the alley, and they were overjoyed. Although Ander's clothes were not famous brands, but with his aesthetics and temperament, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was not an ordinary person. In the eyes of these people, such a person , that means rich.

In this neighborhood, except for gang members, being too rich will not lead to any good results, so these people followed without hesitation.

After they entered the alley, they found that there was no one there. They immediately became suspicious, and then ran into the alley without saying a word. After searching for a long time, they found no one.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just when these people had no clue and thought that a fat sheep was about to fly away, a voice came from behind them.

When they turned their heads, they saw Ander with his hands in his pockets, looking at them intently.

"Shet, kid, hand over all the money you have on you."

Immediately someone pulled out a gun.

"oh, I see."

Ender nodded with a smile, took out the remaining dozens of dollars from his pocket, handed it to the person next to him, and said to him, "Can you take the money and help me buy something?"

"Okay sir, what do you need?" The man nodded after taking the money.

The others were taken aback, but the man with the gun frowned and said, "Damn it, Hans, are you kidding me?"

The guy named Hans didn't respond, just looked at Ender quietly.

And Ender thought for a while, and then said: "Sugar, vodka, soap, chewing gum..."

Ender reported the names of more than a dozen products in a row, all of which are very easy to buy. You can find all of them in a supermarket, but you can't buy all of them for tens of dollars.

"Ok sir."

Hans nodded, and then said to the others: "Sir, you need our help. Now, hand over all your money."

"what?"

Several people looked at each other, they all looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Hans, are you crazy?" the man with the gun cursed.

Hans didn't talk nonsense, walked over and grabbed his gun, snatched it away, and then punched the man in the face, knocking the guy to the ground all at once.

"Shut up, Bitch, this is the order of the master, if you talk nonsense, I'll blow your head off!" Hans pointed the gun at the guy's head as he said.

This action immediately made the other people vigilant, and then they all took out their guns, pointing their guns at Hans and Ender one by one.

The situation was too weird, their simple minds couldn't figure out what went wrong, Hans was obviously their companion, but why did he stand with that Asian now?
"Sir, do I need to kill them?" Hans asked.

Several people were shocked when they heard the words, and some subconsciously wanted to shoot.

Ender shook his head: "No need."

As he spoke, he glanced at a few people, and then the remaining few people put away their guns one by one, one by one behaved more well-behaved than the other, each took out all the money on their bodies, and pooled together, unexpectedly only two Less than a hundred dollars.

Really damn poor.

Ander was a little powerless to complain.

"Go, buy everything I need, and take me to your residence."

"Ok sir."

Hans took the money and left without saying a word, and the rest of them turned around with calm faces, walked out of the alley and walked in another direction, and Ander just followed behind them calmly. .

The group soon arrived at a single-family courtyard, which was a very ordinary house with several rooms and a small courtyard surrounded by fences, making it very inconspicuous.

Several people opened the door and walked in, then stood quietly aside without speaking, there were four people in total, all of them were like wooden stakes.

When Ender came in, he frowned slightly, and slapped his nose with his hand. The room didn't smell very good. There were dirty clothes thrown on the ground, and there were many empty wine bottles on the table. The environment was really not good.

"Go and clean up, and prepare another room for me." Ander said.

"Ok sir."

The four are of Mexican origin, each of them is tall and thick, with various tattoos on their bodies. They don't look like good people at first glance, but now they are well-behaved like pug dogs. Apart from their expressionless faces, there is nothing abnormal about them.

The four of them packed things here, while Ender found some ingredients from the refrigerator, pulled up a chair and went to the yard, and started BBQ alone.

The ingredients were still fresh, and it looked like they had just purchased them. There were beef, bacon, sausages, and the like. He didn't even greet those guys, and just got busy on his own.

While he was eating, Hans came back sweating profusely, carrying two big bags in his hand, which were filled with the things Ender needed.

"Sir, I bought something back."

Ander nodded slightly, still focusing on the matter at hand, without raising his head, he said, "Put it in my room."

"Ok sir."

Hans went in with his things, and the rest of them came out after a while, telling Ender that the house was packed.

It just so happened that he had almost finished eating, so he snapped his fingers casually, and the four of them shivered, their eyes became clear, and when they realized that there was someone in front of them, their expressions changed.

"Damn it, bastard, what happened?" the man with the gun yelled.

"Oh shit, I can't move."

"Who are you? How did I come back here?"

"Shet, I can't move anymore, can anyone tell me what happened?"

Several people sensed something wrong with their bodies, and all of them suddenly became terrified.

Ender wiped his mouth in a leisurely manner, and pointed at the man who held the gun before: "You pointed the gun at me before, and I am very vengeful, so there will be something you need to do later. But before that, Tell me which is the biggest gang here?"

(End of this chapter)