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The man glanced at the man who was monitoring him, and then quickly looked away.

Looking at him, Wang Xiaoming probably wanted to leave here quickly, but he was a little afraid to leave. He said to him: "You can leave, and I will take care of it next."

Wang Xiaoming also pointed to the direction of the person who was monitoring him.

"Thank you, I will definitely repay you when I have the opportunity." After hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, the man thought about the magical method Wang Xiaoming used to detoxify him, and he no longer doubted that Wang Xiaoming could solve the next thing.

He turned and jogged off the street of Hell's Kitchen.

The person who was monitoring him saw him leaving and wanted to chase him. He just ran a few steps when he saw Wang Xiaoming walking towards him.

He stopped chasing people, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Wang Xiaoming with an ugly face: "Who are you? You dare to interfere with our Bigfoot Gang's affairs. I think you are not in trouble anymore."

As he spoke, he took out his hand from his clothes, holding a pistol.

Wang Xiaoming is not a military fan, and he doesn't know what kind of gun he is holding. There is no need for him to know what kind of gun he is holding now. Anyway, any gun is useless to him now.

The reason why Wang Xiaoming wanted to save the man who left just now was because of the way Wang Xiaoming looked at him. He was still wearing formal clothes, which meant that he had a decent job before, and it was not a very long time. Otherwise, his clothes would not still be so complete. But now he looks like a person who has been taking drugs for a long time. It is very likely that someone gave him a large amount of drugs in a short period of time, which caused his body to deteriorate extremely and damaged his brain nerves, so he looks like Like a drug addict who has been taking drugs for a long time.

When he saw the person watching next to him, he knew that someone deliberately made him like this, but he didn't know what the purpose was. The reason why Wang Xiaoming didn't ask that person was because there was another person watching him here. As long as he followed He can find the reason.

The Bigfoot gang member tapped Wang Xiaoming's chest several times with his gun.

"Boy, why don't you pretend to be cool by not saying anything? Now, tell me who sent you."

The next second, he felt a light touch on his hand, and then he felt a cold object on his head, and heard the man standing in front of him say: "You are taking me to your stronghold now. You should take me there after I beat you up."

The little gangster raised his eyes and looked at the thing on his forehead. It was very familiar. It was his beloved pistol that he had to clean several times every day. But now it appeared in someone else's hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against his. forehead.

He was so frightened that he quickly raised his hands, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Brother, if you have something to say, please tell me." He stuttered and said to Wang Xiaoming.

"I don't want to say it a second time." Wang Xiaoming said unhurriedly.

"Okay, brother, I'll take you there. Be careful, don't get angry. I'll take you to our stronghold." Hearing Wang Xiaoming's threatening words, he said quickly.

"Lead the way." Wang Xiaoming took away the gun on his head and motioned for him to lead the way.

"Okay." He turned around and walked in one direction.

When he reached a dark alley next to him, the gangster suddenly accelerated and ran into the dark alley.

Bang bang bang.

Three gunshots were fired in succession.

Every shot was fired one step ahead of the gangster's footing, and the sparks from the bullets on the ground were particularly eye-catching in the dark alley.

Seeing the sparks appearing in front of him and hearing the harsh gunfire, the little gangster stopped and no longer had the courage to take a step forward.

"Next time I won't hit him on the ground."

Although Wang Xiaoming has never used a gun, with his current physical fitness, the recoil of the pistol is non-existent for him. He is now shooting wherever he points.

"I just need to pee, I need to pee." The gangster turned his head and looked at Wang Xiaoming with a dry smile.

"Now?" Wang Xiaoming looked at him with a joking expression.

"No need, you can bear it, you can bear it." He laughed a few times and continued to lead the way.

After turning around several small roads, we came to the outside of a warehouse-like house.

The gangster pointed at the house and said, "The base of the Bigfoot Gang is right here."

After saying that, he stepped forward to open the door and walked in.

Wang Xiaoming also followed him in.

As soon as he entered the door, the little gangster quickly ran away from Wang Xiaoming, shouting as he ran: "Brothers, if anyone makes trouble, they will be raped."

When dozens of people in the house heard his shouts, they all dropped what they were doing, picked up the guns around them, and gathered at the door, surrounding Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at the guns held by the group of people surrounding him. He didn't know the specific model. He only knew that there were pistols, rifles, and submachine guns. He also saw one person holding a gun that could fire a howitzer.

It is indeed Hell's Kitchen. Looking at their number and the remote location where they are now, you can know that they are only a small gang in Hell's Kitchen, but the firepower they have is not small at all.

The people surrounding Wang Xiaoming made a way, and a fierce white man with a bare upper body and tattoos walked in. He took a look at Wang Xiaoming and took a small pistol in his hand. After looking at himself, With dozens of people surrounding him, he didn't believe that Wang Xiaoming dared to shoot.

"Who are you, since you dare to ruin the good things of my Bigfoot Gang."

The man who ran in just now told him what happened.

Wang Xiaoming didn't care at all about the guns pointed at him and said to the strong man: "Are you the boss of the Bigfoot Gang?"

"Boy, you look very cool. If you don't tell me everything you know today, you won't be able to walk out of here today." The strong man looked at Wang Xiaoming's calm look, spat on the ground, and said Wang Xiaoming said.

Wang Xiaoming turned to look at the people around him and said with a smile: "It seems that I am very lucky. Almost all the people you helped are here."

"F***, you are about to die. Don't tell me, I will kill you with one shot." The strong man was so angry when he saw Wang Xiaoming's appearance that he took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Wang Xiaoming. Just yelled.

Hey.

The sound of metal falling to the ground startled the strong man. When he looked down, he realized that Wang Xiaoming had lost the pistol in his hand. The sound just now was the sound of the pistol falling to the ground.

Seeing the pistol falling to the ground, the strong man smiled on his face and looked up at Wang Xiaoming with a smile.

"That's right."

Wang Xiaoming raised his hand, and there was a strange red thing on his hand.

"Use this to deal with you."

"What?" The strong man was still confused when he saw Wang Xiaoming put the red thing on his waist.

"What are you going to do?" The strong man looked at Wang Xiaoming's movements, took a few steps back, pointed his gun at Wang Xiaoming and shouted loudly.

Wang Xiaoming took out two U disk-shaped things from nowhere, one was black and the other was green.

"Blast." Wang Xiaoming pressed the USB flash drive in his left hand, and a voice came from the USB flash drive.

Wang Xiaoming inserted the USB flash drive in his left hand into the left side of the red belt.

"Ace." Wang Xiaoming clicked on the black USB flash drive again and inserted it into the red belt.

"Transform."

Then push the two U disks to both sides.

"Hayate, ace."

Suddenly, an inexplicable wind blew in the room. The wind was so strong that it blew up the dust on the ground. Those who were so fascinated could hardly open their eyes.

After waiting for a while, the wind calmed down a bit, and they looked towards the position where Wang Xiaoming had just been. Wang Xiaoming was no longer there. Instead, there was a weird man who was half black and half green.

"Okay, let's count your sins."