Beauty Spreads All over the World

Dixon turned his head and took a look, and then labeled Buck in the back seat a stubborn and serious in his heart. He didn't babble like before, started the car directly, and then turned around towards the main square. Stop driving over!

In New York, especially Dixon, an old driver who has been in the Bronx for a long time, has already reached the level of generosity to know the personality, occupation, and tip of the customer just by looking at the customer!

With just one glance, Dixon knew that the guest behind him was a little strange.

Carrying a violin case is not a musician, and even, the chances of getting a tip from him are zero!

then!

Dixon leisurely turned the car to the right at the intersection of the red street light, ready to take a short detour!

But just as he was turning right, Buck in the back seat frowned and said in a dull voice: "What are you doing? Go straight at the traffic light intersection just now, and you only need to turn right and then turn left to reach your destination. "

Dixon said with an unchanged expression: "Dude, didn't you listen to the morning broadcast? A group of plainclothes ahead blocked the road."

"real or fake?"

Dixon turned his head and took a quick look, with an extremely innocent expression on his face: "Dude, if you don't believe me, I'll turn you around now, but I still have to charge for traffic jams."

Buck looked at his watch, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, just hurry up."

"Don't worry, sir, I promise to send you to the Grand Square Station as quickly as possible. You are going to take the subway around the city...Don't worry, you will definitely be able to catch the [-]:[-] train."

Dixon smiled and said so.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Buck closed his eyes and seemed to be recuperating, and smiled disdainfully in his heart!

He has seen too many customers stop worrying about whether to walk more when they hear that there will be a traffic jam.

With this, Dixon can earn more than $[-] a day than the guys who work with him!

"Bangdang-"

When the taxi passed a puddle, Buck seemed a little nervous in the back seat.

Dixon smiled and said, "It's just a puddle, man."

Buck glanced at the violin case beside him, but didn't speak.

quickly!

When the clock reached [-]:[-], Dixon parked the car firmly on the side of the road at Grand Plaza Station, turned his head to look at Buck and said, "Here, forty-eight dollars."

Buck glanced at it, then took out the wallet from his pocket, counted five and handed it to Dixon, then said flatly, "You don't need to look for it."

Immediately, he pushed the door open with the violin next to him!

Dixon, who caught Meidao, was a little dazed.

"Did I read it wrong?"

For the first time, Dixon began to wonder if his eyesight had deteriorated, or if that person was just in a good mood today.

It wasn't until the taxi behind him honked twice that Dixon came back to his senses, shrugged his shoulders, put Meidao into his arms, and slowly drove out of the taxi waiting area!

"The special line around the city, this time we took this line across the five boroughs of New York. When we arrived in Manhattan, we could even see the Pearl Building of the headquarters of the New York City Bureau of Investigation in New York City, and the twins of the Umbrella Group. Star Building and Stark Industries... Everyone, please hold your receipts and follow me!"

When Buck got out of the car, he happened to hear a Japanese tour guide explaining today's tour route with a bright smile to the dozen or so foreigners around him!

Buck's eyes immediately moved away from the tourist group, and then fell on a bald man who passed by him.

The latter seemed to dare to take the time, and even the one-time special line bills were exposed more than half of his butt pockets!

"what--"

"sorry!"

"it's okay no problem!"

Buck smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and smiled at the concerned bald man.

Then he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the inspection.

"Ding--"

After inserting the ticket into the gate, the red indicator light turns green instantly, and then the guardrail opens.

Buck took back the bill and walked up the escalator.

From the corner of the eye, I saw the bald man who was looking for something at the gate.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth!

ding ding ding-

Walking into the front row of cars, Buck sat quietly on the seat.

Sit like a soldier!

"Dude, let me tell you, that chick was crazy last night."

"Damn it, you beat me every time, Colin!"

"Haha, doesn't she have a younger sister? Didn't you hook up? Cook?"

"...Lying on the bed with a dead body, ghosts are interested."

Just as the train was about to start, two young people who came here from Manhattan to hunt for beauty walked in happily!

next second!

The train made a pop, and in an instant, the doors of all the carriages automatically closed.

"Doo-doo-doo!"

As the indicator light turned red, the train began to slowly start——

Chapter 2: MCB Attack ([-])

When the train traveled along the track for about half an hour.

Cory, who was sitting diagonally across from Buck, poked Cook, who was tweeting, pointed to Buck, who had remained in his sitting position for half an hour, and said, "Cook, look, that man!"

After Cook looked away from the phone, he was slightly taken aback when he saw Buck who was sitting in this posture just now.

"Go and ask!"

The young and fearless Cook raised his eyebrows and put the phone in his pocket with a playful smile.

Walk towards Buck who is diagonally opposite.

"Hey man, are you performing performance art?"

Cook grabbed the railing above the carriage and asked Buck with a smile.

Buck's eyes only stayed on Cook for a moment, and then turned away again.

"Ha ha!"

Cook heard the wild laughter of his little friend sitting in the seat, and instantly felt that he was ignored.

then.

Stretching out a hand, he grabbed Buck's violin beside him and said, "Man, I'm talking to you, what is this..."

"Bam—"

"what!"

Corey, who still kept a smile on his face, looked in horror at Cook who was kicked on the window glass by Buck.

Corey, who felt the same way, also stood up from his seat and punched the expressionless Buck with his fist the size of a sandbag.

In five minutes!

Buck picked up his framed glasses from the ground, and wiped off the blood from the tip of his nose with his hands.

He looked blankly at the two guys in the corner he had beaten, and looked at the time on his wrist.

Then he walked towards the automatic doors leading to other compartments.

"what are you doing?"

"Damn it, God, what are you going to do?"

When Buck didn't show any fluctuations in expression, he directly locked the automatic door.

Cook and Colin, who were huddled in the corner, suddenly changed their expressions.

Reminds me of something from a movie.

Buck glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye, but didn't speak.

"Damn it, talk!"

Cook, who tried to stand up, had a nosebleed and swung his fist at Buck again.

"Bam—"

Buck kicked Cook to the ground, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"I have arrived!"

Buck said to the person on the other end of the phone in a deep voice.Then wait for the response from the other end!

Duang!

Duang!

Duang!

When the train passed three tracks, there was a changed voice on the other end of the phone, an extremely sharp voice: "Mr. Lister, five million dollars has been remitted to your overseas account... Good luck! "

Immediately, the call was hung up by the guy on the other side!

After looking at the phone, Buck glanced at the text message sent by the bank just now, showing that five million dollars had arrived.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth!

immediately!

"Bam—"