Infinite Possession of Beauty

"James, help me see how much this thing is worth?"

In the antique shop, a lanky half-big black boy sneaked out a broken pendant from his shirt pocket and handed it to Li Ran.

"Twenty dollars."

Li Ran raised his eyes and glanced at the pendant style, and said casually.

"Twenty, hey, James, this is the baby I have worked so hard to get." Hearing the price quoted by Li Ran, the black boy couldn't help jumping.

"Twenty-five, there can be no more." Li Ran had already seen everything in front of him and didn't know how many times, so he said without looking up.

"Well, twenty-five is twenty-five." The black boy murmured, took the banknote that Li Ran handed over, but carefully collected it: "It's not that I said you, James, if it weren't for us In terms of friendship, I won’t just sell things at such a low price..."

"How is the funding for the university, Wells?" Li Ran asked in a familiar tone, interrupting the black boy's endless complaints.

"It's almost there. Of course, if you can give James a little bit more, I might be closer to the goal." Shrugging, the black boy Wells stared at his big resentful eyes. After Li Ran glanced, he replied in a slightly excited tone.

Born in Wells, a slum in Hell's Kitchen, he has the same growing experience as most blacks. He has never met a father and a strong mother.

Survival of single-parent families is not easy, especially in a mixed environment like Hell’s Kitchen. Simply, Wells has a great mother, although this black woman is not beautiful, especially the one who is over two hundred pounds. Weight makes her look extraordinarily weighty.

But it is precisely under the gaze of such a'deterrent' mother that even if he grew up in a violent and degraded environment like Hell's Kitchen, Wells still did not get any serious vices, at least Not like most of his companions, he joined the gang early before graduating from high school, playing the role of Xiaoyou.

“Although it’s not a terrific university, it’s at least a good choice. I and my mother agreed that after I graduate, I’ll find a decent job in New York. It’s best to get us from Hell’s Kitchen. Moving out of work."

"I wish you an early realization of your dream."

Li Ran likes Wells, a black boy, at least compared to the vast majority of blacks in Hell's Kitchen, he has his own hopes and goals, and he strives for them.

Although, according to Li Ran's knowledge of the degree of danger in New York in the future, even if Wells and the others move to outer space, there is actually no way to avoid the danger.

But who knows, maybe he is lucky enough.

Pulling his thoughts back to his eyes from the future, Li Ran looked at the broken pendant on the new counter: "Let's talk, where did you get this thing."

Even if it is damaged, the strong gang color revealed on the pendant still swears to Li Ran his origin.

"James, do you know what happened in Hell's Kitchen recently?"

Sneaking out his head, Wells said pretendingly mysteriously.

"event?"

Raising his eyebrows, Li Ran couldn't help but blurt out.

Recently, he has been studying legends everywhere, and he has indeed overlooked what happened in Hell's Kitchen.

However, Li Ran cannot be blamed entirely on this.

After all, being able to be called the Hell's Kitchen itself can already explain some problems. The Hell's Kitchen is full of all kinds of violent crimes every day. If it is not deliberately paid attention, no one can know it well.

"Ten dollars, no, twenty dollars."

Opposite, Wells has been paying attention to Li Ran's reaction, and when he saw the puzzled expression on his face, he opened his fingers and gestured with a smile.

"Ten dollars."

Regarding this, Li Ran didn't say much, and directly drew out a ten-dollar bill, whether you want to love it.

"James, you are too stingy."

Wells complained while putting away the money, and then continued: "The Barbarian Gang has recently gotten into a madman. Their business in Hell's Kitchen has been constantly attacked by each other. It is said that many people have died in the Gang. The loss was heavy, and several restaurants were forced to close. The boss of the Barbarian Gang, Tony, has already issued an order. No matter who it is, only the madman can be solved, and he will directly become the new head of the Barbarian Gang in the sixth district, in charge of a whole area. All business."

Speaking of this, even Wells, who is determined not to participate in any gang activities, can't help but feel a little moved. After all, this is the leader of a district, and it is not comparable to the small characters of his own friends.

Of course, such generous conditions are enough to see how unoptimistic the current situation of the Barbarian Gang is.

"madman?"

Li Ran noticed the description in Wells's words and couldn't help reading.

"The lunatic is the saying that the savages help them. In fact, this guy is completely a super soldier, the Terminator. It is said that a barbarian gang’s restaurant was directly swept into a sieve by him alone. Moreover, the savages are not at all at present. Knowing what caused this guy to provoke..."

Super soldier, terminator, single-handedly?

Following Wells's description, Li Ran's image of the other party became more and more clear in his heart, and he even had some judgments.

...

Hell's Kitchen, in another barbarian gang.

After the fierce gun battle.

Stepping on a messy ground, the sturdy short-haired man walked out of the shadow silently.

"Why, why," lying on the ground, a surviving barbarian gang member wailed and asked: "Why have you been targeting us? Who sent you..."

"Do you know the old tramp who has always lived in District 6, Sipp?"

Carrying his own'toy' in one hand, the man looked down at the wailing gang members, and asked with his low, metal-like voice.

"He died recently because of one of your'fun'."

"That's why you keep attacking us? Because of a trivial tramp!" The Barbarian Gang has been tracking down the reason why the men attacked them, but they didn't expect the reason to be so simple.

Shoot, shoot.

The blood splashed from the bullet dyed the white skull on the man's chest bright red. Looking at the dilapidated status of the wine hall, the man picked up a grenade and threw it on the floor of the wine hall.

He watched the huge explosion close at hand and replied silently.

"To me, you are just as insignificant."