The power of the mind of beauty

Chapter 9 The Shadow of the Night

When the night came again, Sean had quietly gone out.

Dressed in a black hooded outfit with a metal short stick hidden in the wide cuffs, Sean took advantage of the night and walked into an even darker alley.

He has an extremely accurate target, which is the second-hand market on the edge of Hell's Kitchen.

It's just that although they are also on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, his apartment is still a long way from the streets of the second-hand market.

The night in Hell's Kitchen is quiet, which is absolutely unique in a bustling city like New York, but this kind of tranquility is not attractive to people, because what is hidden in the tranquility here is always something you can't Imaginary darkness and sin.

Sean was walking on a long road. Halfway through the journey, his face was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning. Along the way, he encountered two highway robberies, one of which happened to himself, and the other One time it happened to a drunk lady. He could completely imagine what would have happened to that lady if he hadn't taken action to deal with those gangsters. He rudely pushed away himself who was helping her up, and continued to dangle away with the wine bottle, but he still had no reason to be angry.

He suddenly found that what he was doing was meaningful. It was no longer just his own small thoughts, but also the pursuit of goodness in his heart.

Just like everything is contradictory, the pursuit of justice is not necessarily accompanied by light, but the end of the road must be light.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and it is not the normal kind of night that completely enters with the passage of time, but the gloomy and gloomy future of dark clouds and heavy rain.

When he came to the second-hand market again, the crowds that were already quite lively had become sparse. It seemed that they had also discovered the coming heavy rain and began to return home one after another.

Sean stood on top of a small two-story building one street away, looking at the street not far away with a blank expression, and saw that the flow of people continued to decrease, sparse, and many shops began to close. He knew everything about this. There won't be any guests coming in this kind of weather.

Finally, the drizzle fell from the sky, the lights of the roadside shops were turned off one after another, and finally the last light disappeared, and the whole street was completely plunged into darkness. Xiao En exhaled softly.

For Old Joe, money is not the most important thing, but if he wants the mother suffering from Alzheimer's disease in the nursing home to receive the best old age care, he must have money, so he has already given up the job of not having money. A crappy job in his early days, he finds an easier and more lucrative job helping Stanton, a gang in Hell's Kitchen, dispose of stolen goods.

Born in Hell's Kitchen, Old Joe has long been used to the gangsters on the street, even when he was young, he was one of them. He always wanted to become a mafia boss and change his life, but in fact he only did some trivial things. , and in the end, this kind of thinking completely disappeared because his father died in the gang conflict, and his mother needed to take care of him. He finally grew up, and finally got a job that can support his life, and lived an ordinary but fulfilling life. life.

But life never develops according to people's ideas. His mother's sudden illness drained all his savings, and he had to contact the gang again. Fortunately, his former playmate became the leader of a small gang today. The leader, he has this job of selling stolen goods as second-hand goods at a low price. He is not too close to the underworld, but he is one of them.

Today's weather change caused the supposedly good business to close, but Old Joe didn't worry about it. All he wanted was for his mother to receive good care, and this store has always been famous for its low prices, and the business has been Good, so apart from the monthly share that goes to Stanton, he's able to make a decent living on top of his mother's bills, which leaves him with little to no pressure.

After tidying up, he finally closed the store door and turned off the outside lighting, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a soft sound in the resting room behind the store.

Frowning in doubt, he still took out a pistol from under the cash register and walked in cautiously.

Hell's Kitchen is a common place for crimes, burglary and robbery are very common, but almost everyone here knows that the Stanton Gang is behind this small shop, so no one will come looking for trouble, so this kind of The situation deserves to be treated with caution.

There are generally two kinds of this kind of situation. One is that the people who come in are the kind of little thieves who don't know the situation. This kind of situation is usually very dangerous. The saying that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers is not only popular in the East.The other is that other gangs or other people specifically target the Stanton Gang, and this situation is very dangerous.

Slowly moving his footsteps, Old Qiao walked into the house, touching the light switch with his palm.

Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and the lights in the whole house were turned on immediately. Old Qiao closed his eyes subconsciously. When he struggled to open it again, he saw the open window, the curtains were blown by the wind, and there was a broken flower pot on the ground. , he breathed a sigh of relief, and put down the pistol in his hand.

"Joey Ed, I have something to ask you."

Suddenly, a deep voice resounded in the bright room, and Old Qiao's face, which had just relaxed, suddenly changed, and he was about to turn around and raise his arms at the same time.

call!
boom!
A powerful invisible force suddenly struck from the back of Old Qiao, and he was shot straight away, hitting the wall with a bang, and several photo frames hanging on the wall were shaken off and shattered.

"Who are you? This place belongs to the Stanton Gang. No matter what you do, you'd better think about the consequences of offending the Stanton Gang!" Old Joe struggled for a while, but found that he couldn't break free, and said immediately .

Sean didn't respond, he just stretched out his hand and pressed the light switch, making the room dark again, walked slowly behind Old Joe, and spoke again.

"I repeat, Joey Ed, I have something to ask you."

Sean reached out and directly pressed the palm of Old Joe's hand holding the gun, opened his fingers forcefully, grabbed the pistol in his hand, and pressed it against Old Joe's back.

"You... you say." Old Qiao shuddered and swallowed.

"Tell me about the Stanton Gang."

Boom! !
A thunderbolt suddenly crossed the sky, leaving a fleeting trace, and the light rain finally became heavier, pouring down, crackling and connecting into one piece.

But even so, Sean's words were still heard clearly in Old Joe's ears, even worse than the thunder outside the house.

(End of this chapter)