PS: Finally the code is over. Today is home again at eight o'clock. Fortunately, it's a lot cooler. There are only three days to change the two. Please wait patiently, hey...

　　

　　In the golden autumn season, everything dies, and the day and night alternate, and the temperature is already chilly.

　　

　　 As the sun recedes below the horizon, a semicircular bright moon slowly rises into the sky, in a dark corner of the bustling metropolis called New York City's civilized ruler, which is not well known.

　　

More than a dozen young black men wearing black T-shirts with a red glowing chain in the flames behind their backs, holding iron chains and baseball bats, surrounded by three or five young men of Mexican descent with brown noses and brown skins , A burst of chaos.

　　

"Stop it all." After a while, the scene became bloody, seeing that the Mexicans who had fallen to the ground had lost their ability to resist. The only black-faced youth with a flat nose who had not put his hands in his hands, put his hands in his pants pockets The unsteady grinning stopped the companion's atrocities.

　　

Then he stepped forward, squatted on the ground, and said to a few flimsy Mexican-American young people: "Do you know why you are beaten, I tell you, you descendants of the old corn from the desert, you can In Mexico's slums full of cacti and stinky shit, wearing Jordan shoes everywhere'shows'.

　　

　　 But here is the West Side of New York. Understand, West Side of New York, this is our site. You have to learn to walk with your tail.

　　

Orite and Guke, take off these foolish shoes, and search their pockets casually. These'tender corns' can sell a lot of'good goods' that we can't get. It's very fat. "

　　

　　 "Yes, Boss." Hearing the instructions of the young man with a square face, a group of black thugs ran out of two grinning little teenagers, and directly put a blood-stained iron chain on their shoulders. He started to take off his shoes on the Mexican feet.

　　

　　 First were five pairs of basketball shoes with black face and red background, and then dozens of banknotes with different denominations. After the harvest, the black youth immediately began to talk happily.

　　

　　 "Wow, really is the authentic Jordan 20th generation, completely retro style, look at this anti-counterfeiting laser upper, hey, it is simply the highest essence of mechanical civilization."

　　

　　 "Really. Show me, it is genuine, hell, this shoe should be stored, not worn on the feet."

　　

　　 But such a stretchy sole will definitely make me jump higher. Aha, forty-five yards, or my shoe size. "

　　

　　 "Don't put sneakers on your stinky feet, Cody, you got the watch last time and got it away, no matter whether the shoes fit or not, you have no share this time."

　　

　　 "Oh guys, I really don't understand why you care so much about a few pairs of second-hand shoes. If I choose, this stack of banknotes must be so cute."

　　

　　 "We don't understand you, Crodi, as a "black ghost" neither likes rap songs nor basketball. It really makes you suspect that your black face was dyed with "graffiti"..."

　　

　　 Listening to these young people's giggling conversation with each other, it is really difficult to connect them with the thugs who were previously fierce, but in fact, let's not say that it is a violent robbery. Young people like them living in the so-called ‘rotten community’ in the United States are a pair of favorite sneakers. It is not without precedent to shoot people directly.

　　

After discussing a few half-truth quarrels, under the auspices of Fang Face Youth, more than a dozen young robbery habitual offenders were stolen. Five of them were assigned to shoes. The old shoes were mischievously thrown on the Mexican who was still moaning on the ground.

　　

　　 "I know that you ‘corn guys’ are not easy, but that is the sentence, this is the West End of New York, the territory of the ‘Nigger’, and only we can walk sideways.

　　

Look at my face, remember my name "Hell Chain Gang's boss "Crazy Dog" Charton, see me this face again next time, don't forget to make way immediately..." Seeing the Mexicans twitching The blood-stained big nose cast a hateful gaze, and the youth of the square face as the leader thought for a moment, and suddenly pulled out a hand from the waist and said coldly.

　　

　　 It was at this new-born gang leader who wanted to use some fierce means to become famous again and again. Suddenly, a roar of rapid car driving from far and near interrupted his words.

　　

More than ten seconds later, a yellow taxi common in New York City, with bright and shining headlights, under the stunned gaze of the violent black youth and the victimized Mexican, a long note of "Zi..." , Stopped by the roadside.

　　

A cool night breeze passed through the street, and a burst of dust flew in the bright lights in front of the taxi. The young man with a square face squinted through the lights and looked into the car, vaguely seeing a man dressed in Indian all year round. The white robe that he likes to wear, the driver who can't see his face is sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes are empty and he is looking at himself.

　　

In an instant, he was born brutal and grew up in an environment where violent force was the main melody. After living for nineteen years, only a few times the face of the young man who was scared suddenly shook his heart, but then he grew up The rough temper suppressed the inexplicably rising fear in my heart.

　　

"I've never seen a taxi parked at Kevin Di Street, Queens, waiting for guests at night. It seems that there is "business" again..." The short gun, which clenched his fingers, smiled a little stiffly on the face of the youth. Laughing, just about to say something harsh, but heard the continuous car roar abruptly.

　　

　　 Less than a few minutes, there were twenty or thirty shining lights in front of him, pulling the flashing light, and stopped to the otherwise empty street where only a few dim street lights were on.

　　

　　 A taxi can also be said to have just entered the bus, and a bad-minded driver went astray, but dozens of taxis came one after another, but it made people feel an indescribable strangeness.

　　

"Boss, the situation is not quite right. These taxis have appeared too much. It's too sudden. We'd better leave as soon as possible." At the beginning of the prototype, the "Hell Chain Gang" has been a tall and thin mixed black man who has always acted as a think tank. He walked to the side of the square face young man with a nervous expression and whispered a little nervously.

　　

　　 "Dawson, listen to you, let's go." Although the youth of Fang Face was reckless and rude, he was by no means a fool. When he saw that the matter had completely transcended common sense, he nodded immediately.

　　

　　 So quickly, this group of cruel young thugs sulked and ran quickly, slipped into the alley beside the street, and with the familiarity with the terrain, disappeared without a trace.

　　

　　After the black mob left, the injured young Mexicans on the ground sighed and struggled to get up.

　　

Although they also felt the lights in front of them, a long row of taxis parked by the road appeared to be very counter-intuitive, but the beaten head was dizzy, the body pain was unbearable, and the mobile phone had already disappeared. Walking to the hospital by foot is really unrealistic. Under desperation, I can only walk with luck and walk towards the car.

　　

　　"Mr., we were robbed, please, please help us to call the police, or take us to the hospital.

　　

　　 We, we will repay you well, please, please..." came to the nearest taxi window, the one with the fewest injuries among the few Mexicans began to beg for incoherent bitterness.

　　

In the sound of his begging, the window of the taxi landed slowly, a pair of clever use of the blind corners of the rear lights, hidden in the dark, the light dark red shiny eyes looked out of the car, staring at them For a moment, suddenly said: "My eyes also saw sin and blood from you.

　　

　　You are suffering now, it is the suffering you have given to others..."

　　

　　 said, several dry palms suddenly stretched out of the car window, grabbing the faces of five Mexicans who were deterred by red eyes.

　　

　　 The cold, skinny palms gripping the cheeks in horror felt that several Mexican-American youths who had become dark in front of their eyes recovered, screaming and struggling to struggle.

　　

　　 Unfortunately, all of their efforts had no effect in front of the dry palm, which had fallen deep into the blood and flesh of his face, and soon the heads of several people were pulled into the narrow window of the car with pain.

　　

Afterwards, the dry palms on their faces became more and more powerful. When their bones slammed "slaps..." and the broken one was pulled into the taxi, the last horrible whisper rang in his ears, "No matter what you have This kind of evil deed has nothing to do with me, but when you knock on my car door, I can only give you the final'trial'!

　　

　　 This is the iron law that the soul still aspires to the clever ‘black knight’, even though the body has fallen~lightnovelpub.net~. "

　　

　　 After the Mexicans were forced into the taxi from the window, the screams suddenly stopped suddenly.

　　

　　 The quiet atmosphere was restored throughout the block. The only difference was that the lights that had been on in the dilapidated apartments on both sides of the street went out a lot.

　　

On the roof of an apartment building where there is no bright light on the street window, Zhang Lisheng, who has become a slender "lizard" of more than two meters in height, merges into the night, with a crooked head overlooking the car. 'The taxi, with a slightly raised ear, murmured and said, "Is the black knight the depraved knight driving a fake taxi? It's an ancient occupation that conforms to the times..."

　　

Although his mouth is mean, he sees that the driver who connects with people is a "dark walker" with some strange means, but the young people have the "themed joy party" held by "Lord", the big man in the dark world of New York. For a more vigilant understanding.

　　

On the roof of the apartment building tens of meters above the ground, after waiting for a while, I saw guests from the dark alleys wearing masks or using oil paint on their faces to outline the ancient mythological ethnic mask. Entering the taxi, Zhang Lisheng concealed himself on the outer wall of the building, and climbed quietly to the ground.

　　

　　 walked softly and quietly in front of the nearest taxi, his body suddenly turned into nothingness through the door, and entered the co-pilot's seat. (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )