In New York's Central Park, Amanda and Xu Chuan met again. The two sides had a full and friendly exchange of views on what happened the night before. Xu Chuan expressed that he reserved the right to make further reactions.
Amanda's face is full of black lines, are you doing diplomatic cosplay with me?
"As I said before, you prepare everything, and I will hand over Percy to you intact. This is how I do business, no one can bully me." Xu Chuan said while eating a hamburger.
Alex stood aside and couldn't help rolling her eyes. Xu Chuan glanced at her and handed over the paper bag placed aside, "Want one? You didn't eat last night, right?"
Alex, who was bewildered, actually stretched out her hand and took out a hamburger from the bag. It wasn't until she got it in her hand that she realized that now was not the time to do this.
Amanda couldn't help but cough. He felt that neither of them seemed to take him seriously.
Xu Chuan turned to her, "How about you come too?"
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"Boss, this Amanda won't cause anything else, will she?" Curtis held a cup of coffee. They scouted this area yesterday, and there were no sniping positions nearby.
"She's more anxious than us. If we don't solve the Percy problem, her position will be lost." Xu Chuan finished the third burger, feeling that he was not full, and regretted giving one to Alex.
But he didn't say anything. He was actually anxious. He had been worried about something happening to Nikita, so he could only hope that Smith would keep an eye on her and Amanda would get what he wanted quickly.
"So what do we do today?"
"It's okay, you can move around freely, but be careful."
"That's okay, I'll go see my girlfriend"
"Huh?" Xu Chuan picked his ears. Does this guy have a girlfriend? Forget it, he ignored his own business and waved his hand, "Go away."
Xu Chuan planned to go to the hospital to see the second generation who was injured by him. According to Amanda, he was the son of a senator.
Haha, it is said that he retired from some special forces, but in yesterday's match, he looked more like a water bomb player. If he faces such opponents in the future, Xu Chuan feels that his skills may regress, compared with the bad chess player.
If you play chess in a basket, you will get worse and worse as you play.
But his movements were slow. By the time he arrived at the inpatient department of St. Mary's Hospital, Sean Pierce had already been picked up. Logically speaking, he was a suspect in this case. It was amazing that he could get away with it this way.
Now the NYPD is probably having a headache. It's clear that these dead people belong to some secret department. They can't or won't investigate, so they can only delay the investigation. Fortunately, there are so many unsolved cases that they are not afraid of one more.
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At the intersection of East 36th Street and Madison Avenue in Manhattan, the alarm bell was ringing at the Manhattan Savings Bank, and three bank robbers wearing black suits with their faces covered were coming out carrying boxes.
Arrogantly, they put the box into the trunk, and several people calmly got into a fiery red BMW 7. The driver who had been waiting in the car stepped on the accelerator, and a burst of white smoke was pulled out from the car tires and disappeared quickly around the corner.
Young Master Xu was standing on the side of the road holding a bottle of Coke. He felt a gust of wind blow by, and a red afterimage passed by the corner of his eye. "I wiped it, what flew by?" When he reacted, he could see the car's taillights.
Not here anymore.
The speed of the car was definitely over 100. This is Manhattan where traffic jams are the norm. Then a yellow taxi followed behind. The speed was no slower than the BMW in front. "Nima, you are sick. If you have the ability, you can go to Qiu Mingshan."
ah."
The police car has stopped at the door of the bank, and the people in the bank are walking out in an orderly manner. Making phone calls does not seem to have any impact. You see, the quality of the American people is very high, and they can be so orderly under such circumstances.
The sequence is really impressive.
Xu Chuan stood outside and watched the excitement with passers-by. He threw the empty Coke bottle into the trash can next to him. Two black garbage bags were stuffed inside, almost filling up the space. The Coke bottle was pitifully thrown from the inside.
It popped out again.
Hey, as an environmentalist, how could he watch this happen, so he turned his head and pretended not to see it.
Two seconds later, he turned around again and touched his chin with his right hand, "What are the angular piles of things in the garbage bag?" He looked at the robbed bank next to him, and then continued.
He looked at the trash can, his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised, "Hey~ Who are you so polite about?"
After looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xu Chuan walked to the trash can and picked up a Coke bottle. Then he poked the trash bag twice with the bottle. What he didn't say, judging by his rich experience, was that there were definitely bundles of beautiful knives inside.
, the denominations are all 20.
At this time, you should take it out directly and take it away without hesitation. Just like taking something from a drawer at home. The more cautious you are, the more likely it is to attract suspicion.
Just when he wanted to carry the things away, a garbage truck drove over. The driver who removed the garbage looked at him warily after getting out of the car, and then pushed the garbage can away.
Xu Chuan squinted at the other party and could see that the other party was very nervous. He threw the two garbage bags into the car and drove away without stopping.
"Is there still a law? Is there a law?" Someone actually robbed me of my money in front of me. I was so angry that I took out my mobile phone and took a photo of the garbage truck and the driver. This guy must be an accomplice of the robber.
Afterwards, the police set up a quarantine zone in front of the bank to let the people who were eating melons leave quickly.
Xu Chuan turned down East 36th Street in depression. There seemed to be a traffic accident in the block next to him. At least twenty cars rear-ended him, and some of them were piled up like a pile of Arhats.
"Oh my god, this is New York, it's so exciting!" Xu Chuan couldn't help but admired. On the second day after arriving here, New York first showed its splendor.
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At four o'clock in the afternoon, "Hey, boss, I'm heartbroken." Curtis, the donkey, was sitting in front of Xu Chuan, drinking wine.
Xu Chuan's face was full of confusion, "What's going on? Tell me and it will make me happy." Then he asked the waiter for a cup of freshly squeezed juice.
"Bella already has a new boyfriend." Curtis gulped down the amber whiskey in the glass.
Xu Chuan nodded, "Congratulations."
"Boss, I'm not joking. I feel very sad."
"So, you came to the strip club to have fun at this time?" Xu Chuan looked around, and various girls without shirts were twisting their waists on the stage, outlined in the dim light. The alluring curves, the psychedelic electronic music, the lyrics that are so straightforward that they are all mosaics, the sweat and hope in the dark are intertwined, and there are only two of them as guests.
Of course it's not business hours, but after this guy stuffed a roll of hundred-dollar bills between the boss's chests, everyone became very enthusiastic.
Xu Chuan took a sip of the so-called freshly squeezed juice and then spit it out. Damn it, there was definitely marijuana in it.