Super Crazy Son-in-Law

There are many tramps like this in New York City. They live in subway stations, under bridges and all kinds of slums.

It's a pity that the old man had bad luck today. He was in a bad mood when he met several flying car gangsters and was almost killed.

If it weren't for Lin Xiao, the tramp wouldn't survive tonight.

Lin Xiao slowly got up and sighed again. As soon as he turned around, he met two fierce flying car gangs.

"Oriental?" At first, a flying car party looked at Lin Xiao and said with a grim smile, "mind your own business?"

"Mind our flying car party?"

Lin Xiao glanced at them and asked quietly, "where's Murray?"

"Are you looking for Murray?" Another person suddenly smiled, pointed to the bar and said, "inside."

Lin Xiao was stunned. He didn't expect that this man would easily tell Murray's whereabouts. He thought and walked to the bar.

The crowd has dispersed. They all sit back to the bar as if nothing had happened. They should eat and drink. No one will think of what happened just now.

After Lin Xiao walked into the bar, the scene suddenly became silent. Everyone looked back and found that it was an oriental face, which was a little stunned.

This road is an important transportation channel in New York City. Usually, it is the contact of local people, and there are few foreigners. Lin Xiao's appearance makes them feel strange and pity in their eyes.

In general, if outsiders appear here, they will be robbed by the flying car party.

The boss was afraid of another accident today. He quickly winked at Lin Xiao and shouted impatiently, "we don't receive foreigners here. Go quickly."

Lin Xiao ignored, glanced at the field and asked in a deep voice, "I'm looking for Murray. Who is it?"

The boss was almost scared to death. He let you go to protect you. You come up to find Murray. That's their boss

WOW!

Several bearded men sitting at the bar quickly turned back and stared at Lin Xiao like wolves.

Just then, the two flying car gangsters outside also came in slowly and blocked the door.

The dark light was blocked, and the indoor atmosphere was a little tense.

The crowd did not dare to speak, did not dare to look up, and quietly stayed in their seats. They know very well that as long as they don't take the initiative to get into trouble, the Flying Car Gangsters won't get into trouble with them.

The whole audience became silent after Lin Xiao asked, and even the angry voice was deliberately suppressed.

Murray, everyone knows.

He's a regular here. He'll come whenever he's free.

And Murray is still the little leader of the flying car party.

The flying car party is all over New York City, and the 102 road flying car party belongs to Murray.

However, Murray did not come today.

When Murray didn't come, an oriental came to him. Others didn't feel anything, but the flying car partisans looked vigilant.

"What are you doing with our boss?"

What is rare is that the other party is not as rude as others, but is tentatively asking, as if he is very cautious.

Lin Xiao looked at the bearded man, lowered his voice and said with a smile, "Geng Yang asked me to come."

Referring to Geng Yang, he obviously saw that the other party's mood had changed and seemed a little alarmed. He quickly stepped back, "Geng Yang? Hum! Our boss doesn't know Geng Yang."

It seemed that after receiving his instructions, the flying car partisans stood up from their seats one after another, and there were more than a dozen. Several of them went to the door to block Lin Xiao's retreat, while others slowly stood behind big beard.

The teams in both directions surrounded Lin Xiao faintly, making him look like a lonely duckling.

yes!

Like a duckling.

At this time, the guests found something wrong. They quietly stood up and moved towards other places. Then, like clever students, they sat in the corner.

"It seems that if you know Geng Yang, it's easy to do," Lin Xiaoshen said mysteriously. "Find Murray quickly, or he'll be in big trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"Many people know about Geng Yang and him. The Russian black hand group has been eyeing him and is likely to hide around. I'm here to help him."

Referring to the Russian black hand group, beard trembled with fear.

Compared with the black hand group, their flying car party is not the same, and the other party is cruel and will not play cards according to the rules. Even if Murray had nothing to do with it, he could be killed by mistake.

To figure this out, bearded was anxious to make a phone call.

Boom!

Suddenly, outside the bar came the dense and roaring sound of motorcycle engines, and a large number of motorcycles roared like bees.

Now the people in the bar are more nervous.

As soon as I heard the sound of motorcycles, I knew that the flying car party was coming.

There are at least 100 flying car parties in this area.

Listen to the sound, I'm afraid it's not all here.

The number of motorcycles alone can fill the whole bar. It's estimated that many people have never seen the spectacular scene.

Click, click!

Motorcycles were neatly arranged in rows, and a group of Flying Car Gangsters dressed in black motorcycle clothes and helmets quickly jumped out of the car.

The leading brother's motorcycle is the most popular. It is a black-and-white Doug iron axe with a skull mark on the body.

This motorcycle alone needs more than one million. Its thick and angular body, streamlined shape and specially modified skeleton handlebars are like a murderous ancient beast.

Murray took off his helmet and threw a dirty braid behind his head. The black skin set off his bright eyes more brightly.

Today, Murray suddenly took everyone to the bar. This is very rare. Even his brothers don't know why.

Murray didn't say either. He just said it was urgent. Now we'll go to the bar to meet, and then we'll announce the matter.

Everyone got out of the car and began to walk towards the bar.

Murray waited for the brothers to enter half the number, then slowly stepped down from the car, and his strong body immediately blocked up like a mountain.

The door made way for a moment, and Murray bent down and entered the door.

Looking around, everyone lowered their heads, including the original flying car gangsters.

Only Lin Xiao looked flat and asked directly, "are you Murray?"

Murray's pupils narrowed slightly, and his leg just stepped out was retracted again, but he didn't speak, just threw an inquiring look at the beard.

Beard rushed to Murray step by step, lay down in his ear and said the whole thing.

Upon hearing that Lin Xiao actually knew Geng Yang, Murray's eyes were obviously more flustered.

"Everybody, get out now!" Murray's low voice was like a wounded beast making a final counterattack. It was so cold that everyone ran out in panic.

In just one minute, dozens of guests in the bar stumbled out.

Plop!

The boss was frightened, his legs softened, his body seemed to be pulled hard by something, and immediately fell to the ground.

"It's over. The bar will be gone now..."

The boss had never seen Murray so serious. He knew it must be because of the Oriental who had just arrived.