Hidden Assassin

The two police cars were parked outside the mall, where order had calmed down slightly, and the sirens continued to sound as if they were meant to provide psychological stability. The brothers Joseph and Robert sat in a restaurant across the road, looking over there at the slightest calm disturbance.

This time, because of the mysterious shooter and the presence of Joseph, the Gambino side was not able to take advantage of anything, but naturally there was no great loss. Since the fire could not be fought and the two sides did not want to give in, nature had to walk its way, which was a meaningless encounter.

Joseph could not agree with this negotiation, but all of us grew up young, and he also understood that this brother had always had a temper. This time after the shooting, he was able to ask each other to take the initiative to negotiate peace. It was already a rough move of consciousness. There was also a big thing going on in Nunegambino last night. Both sides were angry and had no intention of negotiating peace at all.

“The Kyles Garbage Disposal Site managed by Smith last night killed several people, one of whom was one of his men, the other American plus two Japanese tourists, who were thrown into the compressor and squashed...”

“These things they used to do, dead their own people... would they be dealing with traitors? ”

“I don't think so. Someone called the police first, and before they reacted, the police had surrounded the garbage dump regiment, and there were FBI people, who looked like the two Japanese tourists killed weren't easy, and then they checked out 200 kilos of heroin from the garbage, basically sure it was the Gambino family who stored it in that disposal yard. Oh, this is weird...” Joseph exclaimed, shaking the coffee cup in his hand.

“Jane, that bitch says the FBI has mobilized our information? ”

“I don't know how to get the message out, but it should be true...” lit a cigarette and Joseph shook his head, "The FBI people mobilized our information, so they thought it was about us for the time being. Smith is still helping with the investigation at the police station, which is why Jane has such a bad temper. ”

“It's a big deal...”

“A full-scale war will not be fought. After all, it is almost the twenty-first century. No one in the five families will want this to happen. Whoever breaks the rules will be subjected to collective repression.” Bouncing ash, Joseph paused a little, "but I'm afraid the clashes in the dark will escalate. Be careful these days, to simplify the character of that crazy woman, maybe I'll touch you again. By the way... investigating the information on our side, it won't be...”

What suddenly occurred to me, Joseph's expression condensed in the air, Robert asked curiously, "What's wrong? ”

“No, nothing, did I tell you, Marilyn and Heidi have a friend in China who lives on the other side of the estate now, uh...” He said a few words, shook his head and smiled and turned the subject around, "Oh yeah, you did a great job today. ”

“Hmm?”

“That great shooter, where did you find him? When to introduce and meet. ”

“Gunner?” Robert stunned. "Didn't you find that? ”

One second later, they stared wide-eyed simultaneously.

“Not you? ”

“Not you? Ohmygod, who would that be? ”

After a while, Joseph laughed, “The Chinese woman? I remember her. Her people? Who is she?”

“I don't know, people who come to the hospital to treat illnesses are only heard to be one of the hospital's helpers, the family should be very rich.” Robert nodded, “I went back to check. ”

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In the snowy streets of Manhattan, a group of people are fleeing.

Chinese teenagers in grey yellow down jackets ran to the front and chased a large group of strong men in black suits, with black white people. Fly through a building in the snow, a trash can on the side of the road, a book magazine on a newsstand, and every little object touched is thrown up from time to time by a teenager and thrown at a crowd chased behind him. In the loud shouts, occasional chasers in suits left the large group, the shortcut was blocked in front of the juvenile, and the other party flexibly hid out, or found a side switch, leaving the blocker empty.

Shortly afterwards, a jeep came from the rear and joined the chase team, standing on a red-haired woman in a fitted leather suit, waving the belt in her hand with joy, leading the passers-by to no surprise. Such runaways are common in Brooklyn District, but have not been common in Manhattan in recent years. People can't run cars any faster, but Manhattan has a lot of shops in the area, which can be described as all kinds of stores. Occasionally, they rush into the shopping mall next door, often after more than ten minutes of chase before they come out the back door, and the jeep rushesitates to chase them.

After nearly half an hour of such pursuit, a pedestrian finally chased the teenager into the back alley of several houses, and the chaser came from both sides, blocking the teenager in the corner, all panting and whining. The red-haired woman laughed in the car: "Run, keep running. ”

“I also want to run, this place... not so good...” I looked up and looked around. I saw a woman on the side poked her head out of the building, looked at him and closed the window. Everyone looked at the scene and laughed haha.

In a laugh, the teenager rushed to the side, the first man didn't stop him, bang, he broke the window of a room next to him, the snow and wind poured in, the couple watching TV in the room time was frightened. When someone rushed out of his living room and looked back, countless guys in black were crawling in through his window sill.

“What are you... what are you doing? I... I'll call the police! ”

The male owner picked up the phone and waved like a pistol, but nobody cared about him. Everyone walked through the living room, the porch, and chased him out of the front door.

Running out of the building, the teenager ran towards the exit in front of him, but before he arrived, the whirring jeep had appeared over there, turning and rushing towards him, and the members of Gambino in the black suit chased him out in havoc. On both sides, he pursued soldiers, turned his head and rushed to the small aisle of the two buildings on the side, then stepped on some garbage placed at the end, overturned a short wall in front of him, and members of the Mafia followed him. In front, at the end of Little Hutong is the road. Perhaps already tired of his sly escape, someone pulled out the gun, bang, the bullet rubbed the wall behind Jiaming, and at this time Jiaming ran straight out of the aisle.

The crowd in the rear seemed to blame him for not shooting in the street, but just catching a little kid... so he rushed out of the corner, the jeep on the corner turned to chase him, Jiaming ran directly across the street to the other side, in front, another deep alley, but the entrance was narrow, the car could not get in.

Running towards the inside, the crowd chased in behind them and the jeep blocked the alley. Not far out, he stopped, and there was a two-story wall in front of him, and the buildings were raised on both sides without the windows open, and it seemed that no one would notice what was happening there. Turning back, more than a dozen Mafia members pantily blocked ahead, some waved their hands: “Run, keep running...”

Stepping proudly, the red-haired woman walked over and smiled at the teenager in the dark: "Welcome to New York, it seems you have nowhere to go. Stay and play. ”

Looking around, Jia nodded brightly and seemed to have some laughter on his face, but in the dark, it always made me feel somewhat invisible. Jane also had to talk, the phone suddenly rang, and she took out her cell phone: "Hello? Smith... um, a little something, just a little something... OK, I'll be right over. Um, bye, I'll be there in 20 minutes.” Hang up the phone, the woman smiles and looks around at her men, then reaches out to Jiaming: “The child is yours, be good to him, be gentle, do not always kill people. I just want to break his limbs, hahahahahaha...”

She smiled and made a "goodbye” gesture to Jiaming, turning to walk towards the alley and staying until the jeep whistled away. A group of people in black suits looked at each other.

“Hey, Tom, you like to do this, you go. ”

“Just kidding, why don't you go, I don't do it to kids like that. ”

“Hans, I remember interrupting your hands and feet. You're the most skilled. It's like having a painless abortion...”

“To him? Do you despise me? Come on, let's take it alone...”

“Just making a suggestion…”

“Come on, Jane, now that you've said it, do you want to be jealous of her? Go home after work, Jenny's waiting for me. ”

“Then go......”

A group of people shouted, and finally, the man who had just shot Jiaming was pushed out, a strong black man named Billy, wearing a trench coat and shaved a bald head. He walked over to his home in the deepest part of the alley and said, “Hey, is New York fun? Chinese, I really don't understand why you Chinese people always want to come to America, and now it's like this... I hope you can remember this lesson. ”

Seeing him walk away, more than a dozen people on this side chatted to each other, interrupting people's hands and feet was nothing good after all, and there was no bloodthirsty pervert who wanted to watch carefully, but about seconds later, Billy's voice stopped, a bang in the air, a few people turned their heads, the darkness was still dark, the teenager's figure stood there, and a man named Billy fell motionlessly at his feet.

“Uh, next? Please, can you hurry up? ”

In the deep alley, the people on this side stood still, for a moment, the crowcrows were silent.

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Today's third addition, nine thousand words accumulated (to be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)