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New York!

Manhattan!

A huge construction site.

With the night wind in the dark, Wallon, wearing a dark green suit and holding a black and gold cane, slowly walked out of the passage of the Shadow Kingdom.

The Black Hand trio at the back, and Typhoid Mary, who had completed the battle preparations, followed him out.

The passage of the Shadow Kingdom is really convenient.

As long as the ninjas have been to places, from San Francisco to New York, it is only a blink of an eye.

"Where is this?!"

"It wasn't like this the last time I came here."

The black gold walking stick was on the ground, and Wallon looked at everything around him with interest.

The chaotic scene filled with all kinds of building materials can no longer be seen here.

This is the destroyed half of New York, everything is new.

"Boss, this is Fifth Avenue in Manhattan!"

"Since the last time, those rich people in Manhattan have banded together to do some charitable relief."

"It's actually taking the whole of Manhattan into their pockets."

Been in New York for some time before the week.

Gathering intelligence about New York for the black hand organization, so he knows some hot news in New York.

For example, Mr. Wilson, in the name of charity, bought a lot of land.

What a **** of a rich man.

"Acquisition of Manhattan, is there such a good thing?!"

"It's all thanks to me that New York has such a massive rebuilding program."

"Isn't it justifiable not to add me to this kind of good thing?!"

Wallon touched his chin. He is also very interested in charity. Why can't the rich people in Manhattan give him a share? !

"Zhou, the Mr. Wilson you mentioned must be a very good person."

"Let's go back and talk to him."

Wallon simply planned the next step of the Black Hand organization.

As a mature dark organization, the boss can't be the only one who takes the lead, and the lower-level juniors must also learn to do things.

I believe that Typhoid Mary, who has been in the killer circle for many years, and the mercenary circle, helped, plus the name of Black Hand Wallon.

In this crazy world, it should be easy to find some lunatics who are also not afraid of death to create a black hand organization in the new world.

"Forehead…"

"Okay, boss, I'll put this on the agenda."

Zhou pushed his little yellow glasses and took out a small notepad from his arms.

This world is different from the past.

If the black hand organization wants to grow and develop, it must embark on the road of management and management, and all actions must be planned.

"Go and greet Mr. Wilson..."

"Okay, I took note!"

"I think he'll welcome us!"

Zhou himself muttered and wrote the arrangement in the small book!

From the funny part of the black hand trio to the private secretary of Wallon, Zhou is currently learning about this.

But obviously... the work of gathering intelligence, Zhou Zhen has to practice again.

"…"

right behind.

Watching Zhou write and draw there.

Typhoid Mary was speechless, these guys don't know who Mr. Wilson is!

Really three idiots.

That's right!

As a bright entrepreneur, an excellent philanthropist, and an important figure in the Manhattan reconstruction plan, Mr. Wilson!

Ordinary people may not know about it, and those at the upper levels will not speak even if they know about it.

But for those "madmen" who have special abilities and are very popular in the killer circle.

Mr. Wilson is about Kim and almost everyone knows it.

In fact, for these "madmen", Jin never wanted to hide his identity.

Gangster organizations these days are like doing business.

This is what Kim has always believed in, and now Mr. Wilson does the same.

Ordinary people who have not been exposed to these dark circles can only see the big Manhattan philanthropist whose support index has been soaring, Mr. Wilson!

However, for the upper echelons of those circles, they are not on the same rope as Kim, before and now.

Only after Hell's Kitchen ceased to exist and all criminal records were wiped that night.

Kim and their cooperation changed the way.

As for the "madmen" in the mercenary circle, these people are Jin Bing's hired objects, and it doesn't matter whether they know Jin Bing's true identity!

after all.

No one in this world would believe what a "madman" said.

"Oh…"

"Almost forgot... I'm a lunatic too!"

There was a smile on Typhoid Mary's pale face, only her dear boss was in her eyes now!

I don't know what will happen to Wallon this time.

…

at this time!

New York is like an island in the deep sea, which doesn't mean peace.

The galloping "deep-sea vortex" is tearing everything apart!

far away.

The 20,000 clones differentiated by Lan Tianyu, plus the various battle sequences of the military.

In the chaos, all kinds of bright flames broke out, and a war was going on, which was the source of anxiety for all New Yorkers.

And within New York City.

New York was the first to lose its light as the blackout spread across New York State, which undoubtedly added to the buildup of negative emotions.

And, those scumbags who were in the corner before that.

At this time, they were released from the cage again, and they remembered the last New York night of beating, smashing, looting and burning.

Although there is already a part of the garbage, it disappeared in the last joint clearing by the New York Police Department and the military.

But for the chaotic New York, as long as there is a chance, this kind of scum will always make a comeback.

And more, to spread to the entire dark state of New York.

In the face of disaster, there is always someone who will reveal their nature, and if this scope expands to the entire New York State, it will be an even bigger disaster for good people.

Even though the police stations in various cities have already acted, they are inexperienced in the face of such a large-scale turmoil.

There were smashing, looting and burning everywhere, screaming, screaming... and howling!

This is a carnival for the scumbags, who smashed shops and banks, robbed money, and hurry up to enjoy the last happy hour.

Even in New York.

There are some doomsday guys who have put forward the final theory of life!

"This time there won't be so much luck, New York must be doomed."

"Hahaha!"

"The money is all mine."

"Before you die, enjoy everything!"

crazy.

These guys have gone completely crazy.

They didn't want to retreat to the safe zone at all, they just stayed in this dark New York, where everything was theirs.

This is the most "simple" idea of ​​these bastards, and it's really rubbish.

"hurry up!"

"The people in front don't stop, hurry up!"

"Bring that broken car to me and try to maintain order."

Everything is in the dark, old George is holding a horn in his hand, and is trying his best to roar again and again.

no.

This speed simply does not work.

The evacuated team was already trying its best to speed up, but as the chaos in the darkness intensified.

On the road leading to the safety point, more people, vehicles, and a lot of crying and noise were congested at this time.

Even though the New York Police Department is already working hard, more and more people are stopping.

Wrapped in the dark New York, listening to everything going to chaos, more people want to give up.

"Hey!"

"Get everyone moving."

"No matter what you do, New York can't stay."

Old George clearly knew the seriousness of the problem.

He shouted on the internal communication channel of the police station, to let the police officers under him cooperate, and to take more New Yorkers away.

Because once the chaos really begins, the people who stay in this city and be affected will definitely end badly.

"Gwen..."

Old George, holding a trumpet, looked at the fleeing crowd, and suddenly thought of his daughter.

Before going out, he had made it very clear that Gwen would wait for him at the nearest safe point.

the last time!

absolute!

This is the last time.

After getting through tonight, no matter what... Old George swears in his heart that his retirement must be brought forward.

And right now.

"Hey, Mr. Director, what are you talking about?!"

very familiar voice.

It was a voice that he couldn't forget even in his dreams, and suddenly appeared behind Old George.

"!"

Old George only felt a buzzing sound in his head.

"Wah, Wallon!"

"You, why are you here!"

Just for a moment.

Director George felt that his whole body was stiff, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Ha ha!"

"You seem surprised, I thought you missed me."

It was Wallon who appeared on the retreat route of the New York Police Department!

"…"

The devil will miss you, bastard!

Chief George stared warily at Wallon.

Such a familiar gesture is still in a straight suit, with a black and gold cane on the ground, with a graceful appearance and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With this relaxed attitude, where is the appearance of a wanted criminal encountering the Commissioner of the New York Police Department? !

Everything is so natural, the boss of the black hand is still so arrogant!

It's just like…

The last time we met...

No, can't mention the last time, that was the beginning of all nightmares.

"Sir, sir!"

"Something happened, you, look at those thugs!"

"No, they are..."

"Black, black hands!!"

And just when Director George was stunned because of Wallon's sudden appearance.

From the communicator inside the police station, the terrified shouts of the police officers came.

"Don't move, Wallon!"

"What did you and your subordinates do?!"

Chief George felt bad for the first time, and took out his gun at the fastest speed. Old George didn't know whether this small broken gun would be useful to Wallon.

But this undoubtedly shows his attitude.

"Don't panic!"

"I just stood here and didn't move."

Wallon looked at old George with a smile, since they first came to this new world.

After the first few robberies and kidnappings of the black hand organization, this Chief George has always been chasing them.

Speaking of which, the most familiar person in this new world is him.

But they haven't seen each other in a while since New York kidnapped Tony last time.

Although the Chief George has issued a warrant for the black hand organization, there are too many problems involved in the rebuilding of New York.

So that the New York Police Department has no way to really hunt down the black hand organization, which undoubtedly makes Wallon and the others less fun.

"As for my subordinates..."

"Of course it's to contribute to New York and help you evacuate the crowd."

Hearing what Wallon said, Director George immediately realized that something was wrong.

"hurry up!"

"Move slowly, hurry up!"

"Shoot, shoot, and see who's faster than the bullet!"

not far away!

Just a little bit ahead of the road, the voice of the Black Hand trio came.

It was still a familiar voice. The information about the important members of the Black Hand Organization, Director George was familiar with as if imprinted in his mind.

Zhou, La Su, A Fen, these three guys, no matter what, he can't remember them wrong.

And this time.

The Black Hand trio are active in the evacuated crowd!

"Da da da!"

not only.

The guns in their hands were spitting flames.

A SIG Sauer M17 in each of the three hands!

This is a little toy that Typhoid Mary gave to Zhou and them. In fact, they are having a good time.

People who hesitated in the dark, now finally meet the light, as long as anyone dares to stop running away, they will immediately be given a "surprise egg" by the other party.

"Ahhhh!"

"Help, help, Mom!"

"Where is the police station, the military..."

"Run, kill!"

The effect is extremely prominent.

People who had just wanted to give up the evacuation, their first reaction when they encountered a terrorist attack was to run away screaming.

At the same time as the terrifying voices came up in the darkness, the pace of everyone's retreat suddenly accelerated.

after all…

Under the threat of life, everyone can't wait to use the strength of feeding to escape.

"Wow!"

"I know that human potential is infinite."

"no need to thank me!"

Wallon looked at the people in New York who were "running" again, and then looked at the rising [Red Jade] of the black hand organization.

Very satisfied, he said to Director George.

In fact.

can have such an outstanding effect.

Not just the Black Hand trio, but somewhere else in the dark.

Darkness even more intense than darkness appeared, those shadows turned into human figures, and the ninjas who emerged from the kingdom of shadows were faithfully carrying out Wallon's orders.

"Ahhh!"

scream!

The game of cat and mouse is on, just run slowly!

It will be dragged into a nightmare by the shadow soldiers!

Right now!

The people of New York finally understand!

In the face of fear, everyone is exploding their potential, and now no one wants to stop and nostalgic for the beauty of New York!

Ok!

The evacuation, which was a headache for the NYPD, seems to have gone too smoothly all at once.

"Sir!"

"Me, what should we do now!"

In the communication channel of the police station, the frightened police officers asked Old George about the next action plan!

"…"

Director George was stunned for a moment!

Chasing people with guns, shooting with firearms, and the shadows of those chasing people!

That's what Wallon said... for New York? !

Fake!

New York would have ended up where it is now if it weren't for the Black Hand, if it wasn't for Wallon? !

Too much deception, too much deception!

The black hand organization wants him to die!

The more you think, the more angry you are!

Old George's whole face turned red, and blue veins burst out on his forehead!

"Crack!"

Bullets loaded, old George raised his pistol!

"Walloon!!"

"Black-handed bastard!!"

"I fought with you!!"

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