I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

"Get out of the car!" A well-funded blond girl held a Walther P38 in her hand and pressed it firmly against the car window.

"..."

Li Cha looked at the guy who had already run away, and was speechless for a while.

This order is invalid again, and the credit seems to be getting lower and lower.

This is the bad thing about this country. There are too many guns, which delays doing business.

Li Cha glanced at the girl, his expression was ugly.

It's not that he's worried about safety. After all, the glass of his car is bulletproof. The mere Walter made it even close to the bullets and the glass won't break, but the business of opening the door was ruined.

Li Cha opened the car door and got out of the car. Suddenly, four black and white gangsters appeared around him, looking around his car.

"Oh, BMW 750? Rich man!" A black man carrying a baseball bat glanced at the leather seats and the spotless dashboard, whistled and got into the car.

"Honey, shall we go for a drive?" Hei Zhuang touched the steering wheel excitedly.

Li Cha glanced at the four people in the car, then turned to look at the girl, who was underage no matter what. "Do your parents know that you hang out with these hot chickens?"

"Shut up, old man!" the girl said angrily, and Walter pressed his gun against Richard's clothes.

old man?

Li Cha was dissatisfied.

He is only [-] years and [-] months, still far away from the old man!

"This shit won't start!?" Hei Zhuang turned the car key, but he couldn't help roaring as he didn't hear the sound of the engine starting.

"Sorry, the car modification is encrypted."

"What's the password?"

"I'm afraid I can't give it to you." Li Cha unbuttoned his collar and rolled up his sleeves.

A group of people shouted to get out of the car and surrounded Li Cha.

"Are you Bruce Lee with your arms and sleeves out?" Hei Zhuang sneered, and the metal bat swung round and hit Li Cha's head.

Bang!

Li Cha kicked back and came first, and Hei Zhuang, who seemed to weigh no less than 200, immediately flew upside down three meters and lay on the ground. The sound of the bat and head hitting the ground sounded at the same time, and there was no movement.

The other three gangsters were tough, and they ignored the difference in combat power and charged forward after a moment of stupefaction.

The explosive head with the swinging stick is coldly drawn with a stick, not to mention the angle is quite tricky.Li Cha kicked sideways, and the explosive head flew out, knelt on the ground, clutching his stomach, unable to speak, his face covered in cold sweat.

Li Cha caught the swinging stick, twisted his body and swung it, and knocked out three teeth of the white buddy who could be rated as seven points, and got another one.

The remaining knife player glanced at the three partners, a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, turned around and ran away.

Li Cha looked at the stunned girl. "No homework? Why don't you go back and do your homework?"

The girl cried loudly, dropped the gun, turned around and ran away, not forgetting to say thank you.

Li Cha looked at the handsome guy who lost his teeth.

"I love Sao Rui, Sao Rui..." followed by the sound of kowtowing.

Li Cha shook his head, put down his sleeves, buttoned up his buttons, and drove away.

Looking at the 9881 karma directly in front of his line of sight, Li Cha was slightly excited.

"Another 119 karma will unlock the armor..."

The last twilight disappeared in the steel jungle, New York turned into a brightly lit city as always, and Richard also started a nightlife.

At night, the evil hidden in every corner begins to emerge. This is the best time for Richard to accumulate karma.

The armor system did not give any explanation for the so-called karma, nor did it explain in detail how to increase it, but Li Cha has figured out a set of experiences based on his experience over the years.

Killing the bad guys and saving the good guys is the fastest way to increase karma!

So fighting crime is Li Cha's favorite thing.

And the night is his home field.

His real identity has never been a part-time driver of a Lyft taxi, but... a defender, a punisher, and a killer of crimes on the streets of New York at night!

After the navigation was over, the pitch-black BMW 750 stopped in front of a building on time.

A man in leather and leather shoes walked over while supporting a woman who was unsteady on her feet.

"Okay, here it is, here is your bag." The man helped the woman to the back seat of the car, threw the bag in, and then walked to the front door, "Can you please send her to the apartment? Thank you."

With that said, he handed a bunch of keys to Li Cha, turned and left.

Li Cha looked at his back, and then at the woman through the rearview mirror.

A white-collar beauty, in business attire, disheveled, her eyes red and swollen from crying seemed a little delirious, with a faint hint of lovelessness.

Li Cha looked at the destination of the navigation, and the corner of his mouth curled up coldly...

"number 412……"

According to the house number provided by the white-collar woman, Li Cha finally found the place.