Chapter 001 Happy American Shootout Every Day

in New York City, Hell's Kitchen District.

Icy rain mixed with pollution slapped indiscriminately on the faces of people leaving work.

People wrapped themselves tightly in scarves and hats, hurrying to resist the icy rain and cold on their way to work.

In winter, the sun always sets early.

People have long been accustomed to winter in New York City, and it is completely dark by five o'clock.

People who leave work at four o'clock do not feel the slightest sense of security in this dark steel forest.

Darkness is the best helper for people of a certain color race.

In the darkness, people simply can't see what the people of color who robbed and raped them looked like.

Skin tone is their best protective color at night.

So people are in a hurry.

I can't wait to get home early.

The hunter finally found his prey and began to follow him.

What they didn't know was that a yellow sparrow that had been following them for a long time also began to act.

After coming to this world for so many days, Lear has begun to get used to the laws of survival in this world.

There is only one rule of survival in this world.

The strong survive, the weak are eliminated, ordinary cases, and the stretched police force simply does not bother to pay attention to you, let alone this kind of robbery case without any interpersonal connections at all.

But the reverse is true, the same way.

Lear looked at the two black brothers and followed behind a middle-aged thin and tall white man with bad intentions, and knew that his prey had been hooked.

Looking at these two black brothers with bad intentions, he also followed with bad intentions.

In the law of this steel forest, it is that big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, American society is already the law of the jungle, after crossing into this superhero-filled Marvel universe, it is even more unscrupulous and lawless.

The role of the police is close to zero, and all that remains is the underground order in the city that the gangsters and superheroes work together to maintain.

But they are not invincible, and tentacles will definitely have blind spots.

Buying for zero dollars is too simple in this world.

And Lear, as a black household, his zero-yuan buying skills have also reached the third level.

It's just that he doesn't choose any shops or rich people, he keeps to himself, and only does black and eats black.

Seeing that the two black brothers had dragged the tall, skinny-eyed white man into the alley, he unconsciously leaned into his arms.

The reason why he chose to eat black is that in addition to getting money quickly and not having to pay taxes, he can also give him considerable experience.

Following the two black brothers into the dark alley, his hand had already pulled out a Beretta M92F pistol with a silencer installed from his trench coat.

This gun is famous for being the official official gun of the US military, and after private maintenance, the reliability and lethality are excellent.

One of the two black brothers was holding a classic Glock 17 in his hand, and the other was rummaging through the white man's wallet.

Obviously, the man lived in good conditions, with a large area of loose money in his wallet, all of which were ten and twenty, and the robbers liked this change very much, and it was also commonly used cash in the United States.

Who is more threatening, naturally there is no need to say more.

The muffled sound of the M92F with an extended barrel with a silencer sounded one after another in the alley.

Everyone did not expect that it was just an ordinary robbery, and someone would actually shoot directly.

Shouldn't a pistol be decoration?

Just for deterrence?

Only those who really refute their face will eat peanut rice.

The tall, skinny white man fumbled with his body with his only remaining arm, but found no bullet holes.

And the two black buddies who robbed him have already fallen under the blows of bullets.

Two shots per person, Tong Suo is not deceived.

Looking at the man in black who came out of the darkness, the white man couldn't help but make a French military salute, took two steps back, and stumbled and said: "Don't kill me."

Lear ignored him, just put the silenced pistol back in the pocket in his arms, crouched down to pick up the four bullet cases he had shot.

Listening to the continuous ringing of sounds in his ears, Lear couldn't help but smile on his face hidden under the warm hood.

[Congratulations on killing the robber: Leonardo Bright gains 300 XP.] [

Congratulations on killing the robber: Auraire Bode gains 300 XP.

【Congratulations on getting $205

】【You have upgraded, current level: level 5

】【Congratulations on getting 10 basic attribute points, 2 skill points】That's

right, the reason why he wants to do this, in addition to not having to pay taxes and getting cash, the rest is for these experiences.

In the dangerous world of Marvel, he can only ensure his life safety if he becomes strong as soon as possible.

He didn't count the change he had, because in the system log, the income was clear at a glance.

He didn't talk to middle-aged white people either, he just came to kill people to earn experience, and he was essentially a serial killer, leaving as few clues as possible.

His gloved hand carefully turned off the black brother's Glock 17 and inserted it into his belt, although it was likely to be contaminated with some murder cases and filed with the police, but a black gun was useful, especially for a black killer like him.

He was already very satisfied today, ignoring the middle-aged white man who had been frightened and stupid in place, cleanly, turned around and left.

On the roof of the alley, a figure came to the eaves silently, his body was light like a swift, hanging like a bat on the emergency survival passage of the apartment, silently "seeing" all this in his eyes, and finally said nothing, did nothing, and let Lear leave.

Lear left the alley and found his car on the side of the road — a vintage Chevrolet SUV.

This kind of SUV that can be easily opened by car thieves will not even be targeted by any car thieves, because it is not worth anything at all, and the residual value of second-hand knives is only three or four thousand knives, and when it is sold to a second-hand car treatment factory as a thief, even hundreds of knives cannot be sold.

Of course, all this is just appearances.

As a black man and killer, he must keep a low profile to the extreme, but he will not lose himself in transportation when he can make a lot of money.

A dull low roar from Ford's big V8 engine did not alarm anyone on the rainy night, and disappeared smoothly and silkily into the drizzle.

A few minutes later, he finally returned to his lair.

In front of an apartment building on the edge of Queens, he pulled over his old car, greeted the black security guard at the door, and wrapped in a trench coat, he walked into the cheap apartment.

Even if it is this old and old, the elevator is as new as the last century, and even the apartment that needs to pull the iron curtain door is still not affordable for ordinary black families, although the price here is quite cheap, only two thousand knives a month, you can have an apartment of about one hundred and fifty square meters, but in addition to white college students who have parents behind them and can find a few classmates to share the house, only people like Lear who are afraid of trouble and need a lot of space will rent here.

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