Chapter 1 Awakening

New York, Lower Manhattan Hospital

"Scissors! Quick..."

"Prepare the sutures."

"Okay guys! Get the sutures, this guy is safe."

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I couldn't help squinting my eyes, the dazzling white light was really uncomfortable.

"Ah-pain..."

Unconsciously, he raised his arm to block his eyes, but suddenly there was a piercing pain.

A smell of disinfectant also rushed into the nose.

"Man, if I were you, I would never move." A voice came from my ear.

Resisting the discomfort of his eyes, he looked to the side, and a middle-aged man who looked very kind was recording something.

Familiar smell, familiar white coat, why am I in the hospital?

My mind is a little confused, what happened?

He seemed to see my doubts: "You're lucky, lad, um... it's also a miracle, the steel bar runs through your lungs, but you survived tenaciously, and your arm is broken, but , your uncle just..., I'm sorry."

He looked at my still dazed expression: "It was a car accident...Are you all right? Are you still awake?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you doctor." The blankness on his face disappeared and he said to the doctor.

"Okay, you rest first, we will have a comprehensive examination on you tonight." Thinking I was in grief, the doctor who turned to leave walked to the door and turned back: "If you feel hungry, there is some fruit next to it, but remember , don't eat too much yet."

"Good doctor, I will pay attention."

With the sound of the door closing, I turned my head and fell into contemplation, apparently the original owner of this body did not perform miracles...

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Closing your eyes, a flood of information begins to pop into your head.

My name is Watson, um... yes, the Watson from Sherlock Holmes, of course, just the same name.

However, the current name should be Watson Diarant.

Before the time-travel, it was a prospective college dog who had just finished his senior year of conscripts and was about to go back to continue his studies.

Then on the way back to school... he was hit and killed. Oh, what a coincidence, it was a car accident.

The original owner of the body, Watson Diarant, was living with Uncle Rocco, who was taking care of him until the accident.

Uncle Rocco owns an auto repair shop. He usually helps his uncle to work. The two depend on each other. As for his parents...both died when he was 5 years old.

"Sure enough, the early death of a traveler's parents is a standard configuration==, but..."

I looked at the will on the table beside the hospital bed... Why didn't even the remaining uncle let go! ? Anyway, give me a way to live!

Yes, it was Uncle Rocco who was in the car accident. Unfortunately, after arriving at the hospital, Uncle Rocco failed to survive the operation.

"And it's this fucking world!"

Turning his head, he saw the playboy on the fashion magazine rack by the door, with an angry moustache and a disgusting smile, Tony Stark.

"Ah~"

Closing his eyes, Watson, who was no longer thinking about it, slowly fell asleep.

Watson in the dream did not hear it, and a voice seemed to have said something in his mind.

For the past two days, an uncle named Polk brought his wife, Aunt Lea, to visit Watson frequently.

However, because of the long distance, Watson did not let them keep running.

However, I always felt itchy in my stomach for the past two days. Two days later, at Watson's request again, his attending physician arranged a comprehensive examination for him again, and found that this time, except for the broken arm, the fatal lung injury was almost healed. ! Let the doctor think that the check is wrong, check again, the result is the same conclusion twice. His attending doctor had to agree to Watson's request for discharge.

After going through the discharge procedures, Watson, who walked out of the hospital door, smelled a hint of gunpowder smoke.

This made Watson, who didn't like target shooting very much when he was a conscript, frowned.

Looking back at the hospital sign. I remembered the location of the 'Roaring House' again.

Manhattan? Hell's Kitchen? In this place, it is estimated that the most treatment is for gunshot wounds...

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Watson with a fixed board came to the "Roaring House" auto repair shop at the junction of Manhattan and Hell's Kitchen.

Through the will that his uncle had already made, the 'Roaring House' had already passed to Watson's name, and there were about $80,000 in savings, and $3,000 in cash, maybe even more, hanging on the bedroom wall. That old-fashioned shotgun?

Opposite is a gun shop called "Men's Romance", which was opened by Uncle Polk. It seemed that the two of them came to open the shop together.

Hmm... The business on both sides is still good. After all, it is a place with a high crime rate. Repairs to firearms and vehicles are necessary. It's also because of this reason that the nearby small gangsters and street gangsters are relatively caring for the two, but this time the uncle died, maybe some people will have ideas.

"This is probably...not a start on Hell level difficulty...isn't it?"

It is said that the rich rely on technology and the poor rely on mutation... But I don't seem to have anything? !

Reminds me of that face in the magazine --

Hmm... Sure enough, compared to the Marvel world where there are so many super humans and alien gods flying all over the sky, it's still a hell-level start...

dong dong dong

"Watson, boy, it's me, Uncle Polk."

Watson opened the door. "Hello, Uncle Polk."

"Are you all right, kid, how are you feeling now?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Polk, I'm just... tidying up the house."

"Okay, come on kid, let's go together, go to your Aunt Liya when we're done, she made your favorite double cheeseburger."

Uncle Polk started helping me tidy the house.

Watson, who was hungry for a long time, also began to work on his hands. Although one hand was a little inconvenient, the appeal of delicious food still made Watson full of energy.

.....Labor time dividing line....

"It's so delicious, Aunt Liya"

"Child, you'll be fine." Aunt Liya, who was over 45 but still had a charm, brought a new double cheeseburger from the kitchen and put it in front of Watson.

"Of course, hahaha, our Watson is a man!" Uncle Polk said to Aunt Liya, rubbing his beard.

"By the way, Watson, don't be absent from your Uncle Rocco's funeral in three days."

"Don't worry, Uncle Polk, I'll be there on time."

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After saying goodbye to Uncle Polk and the others, he walked alone on the street and began to think about life.

When I was thinking about how I would spend it in the future, I couldn't help but touched the gift from Uncle Polk on the lower back--

A Glock 19 pistol, and a box of 9mm cartridges in my pocket.

"Boy, if you are injured, go home and find your mother! This is not where you should be!"

A nasty tone jolted Watson out of his thoughts and looked up at the man who was speaking to him.

A purple hair soars to the sky, and two rows of earrings on each ear. As his gaze moved, he finally settled on a black cobra tattoo on the left side of the opponent's neck.

It's the Black Snake Gang! It's as if my uncle once said don't go to the west block, because there are two gangs fighting for territory in this block!

The West Block is the site of the Black Snake Gang, and the auto repair shop and gun shop in the middle of the two blocks are their targets! One of the two gangs is the Black Snake Gang! The other is the Kuilang Gang!

It's just that the central area is currently under the control of the Kuilang Gang, so the boss of the Kuilang Gang has already sent Ren and Uncle and Uncle Polk to reach an agreement: Kuilang will protect the two to a certain extent, and the two stores should be given priority. Kuilang Gang's business! After all, the gangs grab the territory for profit. If the ordinary people in the territory are not spared, then the gangster cannot survive!

Therefore, the Kuilang Gang, which has the support of gun shops and auto repair shops in the central area, has a certain advantage, and the Black Snake Gang also hates it. For the central area, these two places are guns, ammunition and transportation. supply point!

After sorting out his thoughts, Watson silently glanced at the Man Dance Bar not far behind Zi Mao, then turned his head and left.

A good man does not suffer from immediate losses! What's more, he was injured!

Besides, Watson didn't think that Zi Mao didn't recognize who he was! The personnel situation of the two stores must have been well known by the Black Snake Gang!

When Watson returned home, he recalled the look in Zi Mao's eyes when he looked at him, and there was an inexplicable excitement and greed in it!

It seems that some preparations have to be made...

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1am.

Ding! Ding! Peng!

Whoops, it's finally done~

Watson, whose arm was inconvenient, put down the hammer in his hand. After returning from the door of the Black Snake Gang today, I felt very uneasy!

This feeling of being stared at has been lingering!

So Watson, who had just returned home, started his own preparations!

Seeing the parts scattered all over the ground, Watson couldn't help muttering. Fortunately, there is an iron ladder on the second floor that can be lowered, otherwise he would have been trapped to death...

The Roaring House is a two-storey building, the second floor is a rest house, and the first floor is divided into two parts: front and back.

The front part is 2 repair parking spaces and some tools and equipment, and the rear part is a small living room with storage and stairs.

Watson took off his work clothes and began to look at his results.

The first is the gate, before the electric gate, which is used to enter the car, and a security door on the left to enter. Now the entire door crack of the security door is sprayed with foam glue!

Also covered with a layer of wooden nails! The electric gate can only be opened from the internal button, which is more reassuring, but just in case, foam glue is sprayed on the gap.

The door in the back part is a simple wooden bolt, and some heavy objects are prepared next to the door to block the door...

Looking at the left hand with the fixed plate still hanging, it is quite helpless╮(╯_╰)╭, it is too inconvenient to have one hand.

Watson, who had been busy for a long time, sat in a chair and felt a little drowsy.

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Time to go back home.

One of the subordinates behind Zimao looked at Watson who was leaving and said to Zimao: "Third brother, isn't this the kid from the auto repair shop? Why did you let him go like this?"

"What? You still want to kill him directly on the street with so many people? I'll go to the boss, you guys can watch it!"

Zi Mao said and walked to the Man Dance Bar not far away.

Opened the door of Man Dance Bar, ignoring the colorful lights and deafening DJs, only when his eyes swept across the center stage, he couldn't help but be stunned, a sexy and sultry figure was twisting against the steel pipe, with a silver suit The gleaming low-cut short dress is like a seductive silver snake. The soft and slender neck and the round buttocks are like a Dominican dancer, exuding the breath of desire.

Zi Mao, who was stunned for a moment, suddenly felt cold, and then he remembered that the sexy figure on the stage was not something he could covet, and she had no idea how many dead souls there were! She is the signature of Mandance Bar! Also the 'diplomat and cleaner' of the Black Snake Gang: Silver Snake!

After regaining consciousness, Zi Mao hurriedly walked to the third floor, now there are more important things!

Going directly to the third floor, the two strong men at the door saw the person coming.

"Hello, third brother!"

"Well, I want to see the boss!"

open the door,

When I walked to the inner hall, I heard a faint panting and heavy breathing, and Zi Mao quietly stood there and waited for the man.

Cohen Little, the soul of the Black Snake Gang, the Black Snake.

"Um...uh!"

Cohen Little, who was finally released, waved away the woman on the bed, sat beside the bed, lit a cigarette, and said, "What's the matter?"

Obviously, the mood is not beautiful, but no one is a fool to sit in this position and knows the importance.

"Boss, I just saw the guy from the auto repair shop. He has a wound on his left hand. It seems... the news that the immortal has died is true!"

kindness? A dangerous light flashed in the calm eyes of the black snake.

"Boss?"

long silence...

"Looks like our chance is here! Tonight at 1 o'clock! Gather your people to clean up that kid and grab that store! Be neat! It's better not to be discovered! Silver Snake and I are going to attack Kuilang, you guys If exposed, just kill that kid!"

This time, take the central area directly! If it goes well, even the entire East Block will be mine!

The two cold lights behind the smoke perfectly interpret this deadly black snake by Cohen Little!