Chapter 7 The Nightcrawler of the Sixth Block

At 11.30 in the evening, after confirming that the whole family was asleep, Li Jie gently pushed open the window and jumped down from his room on the second floor. After landing, a forward roll perfectly removed all the impact of the fall, and there was no sound.

Today Harry invited Peter to do an internship at the Osborne Group, and Li Jie knew that Spider-Man was coming soon. New York City, which has been quiet for decades, may not be quiet in a few months, and all heroes and villains will appear. Thinking of this, Li Jie felt the urgency of time. He needs to increase his strength faster, fortunately, he has the ability to protect his family in the coming era of hero-villain chaos.

Li Jie is going to try to complete the task of the novice hero as soon as possible, so that he can get the rewards given by the system to improve his ability.

Li Jie was heading to the sixth block. He chose to run instead of driving because he was afraid of waking up his family. Although he didn't get any ability or exercises to increase his speed, his running speed is still very fast because of Li Jie's "Tengjiao Gong", which is a small success. At a speed of close to 30 kilometers per hour, you must know that the champion of the human 100-meter race is about 30 kilometers per hour in the sprint stage.

And it is impossible for any 100-meter sprinter to use this explosive sprinting power for long-distance running. Fortunately, it was close to midnight, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and no one noticed Li Jie's abnormal running ability. Li Jie ran about ten kilometers to the sixth block. After such a long distance and fast running, Li Jie still felt a little tired even with internal support.

"Next time, it's best to get the ability about speed or give some light work. At least you can run away when you encounter a guy who can't win. If you rely on running, you will not only be tired but also very slow." Li Jie breathed slightly. He muttered to himself rudely. After resting for about five minutes, Li Jie felt that his stamina had recovered with the help of the inner force. Li Jie used one button to change clothes and put on the hero suit that came with the system, that is, the gray hood suit, and then faced the Walk deep into the sixth block.

"Hurry up, man. It's the best stuff, hurry up if you want it." There was a low urging from an empty room that was no longer inhabited. There were two groups of people standing in the room, one black and the other looking Mexican or Latino. And what the two gangs are trading in the house is Hacao (big ... hemp).

Haruka is a relatively common thing in the United States. In some places, smoking is allowed but in some places it is completely prohibited. And no matter which state it is, ha grass cannot be sold publicly on a large scale. New York is one of the areas where haza is banned, so many gangsters are secretly doing haha ​​business. Although the profit is not as good as that of Cocaine, the advantage is that the risk is low. Even if you are caught, you can get out by paying a bail fee and doing community service for a period of time.

This is Queens, and it is difficult to do business with Cocaine here, because the chief of police in Queens, George Stansey, is someone who can't rub his eyes. Therefore, the main business of gangsters in Queens is to sell haca.

In fact, the addiction of hacao is not low, and it is easy to produce various hallucinations after taking it. Li Jie once saw that a neighbor in his block had hallucinations because of smoking hacao, and finally killed his wife and daughter with a pistol. When the hallucinations are over, I find out what I have done wrong and commit suicide.

Li Jie secretly saw the transaction going on outside the window, thinking about whether to go in and stop it. This crime is obviously a vicious crime. After all, it is also the sale of drugs and drugs. If it is prevented, the reputation value can be increased a lot, and the task of preventing three vicious crimes can be completed.

But as far as Li Jie's life experience in the United States is concerned, usually both groups of people will carry guns during this kind of transaction. This time it looks like black gangs and Mexican-American gangs are trading. There are three people on each side, and six people on both sides, which means there may be six pistols, so the risk is really high.

Li Jie is preparing to leave here first and break these guys separately. This is the safest way. But what Li Jie didn't expect was that the terrace floor of this house had decayed because of the disrepair. Li Jie, who was listening on the terrace outside the window, just took two steps back and was about to leave, when he stepped on a piece of the board and made a click. This quiet midnight, the sound seemed unusually harsh.

The two gangs in the house immediately aroused their vigilance. Li Jie hid in the corner and scolded him, and out of the corner of his eyes, he could see two gangsters approaching his position. It seemed that there was no way to escape. Li Jie pulled out two alloy short sticks that he had just bought at the sporting goods store today and got ready for battle.

When the two gun-wielding gang members were about to approach the window where Li Jie was hiding, Li Jie suddenly appeared in the window. A gang member was relatively close to the window, and Li Jie was not polite to take advantage of the other party's stunned time to directly open his bow. The two short sticks quickly hit him on the head several times, because Li Jie was a little nervous, but he didn't have the strength. All I could hear was a crisp fracture sound every time the metal short stick hit the opponent.

Another gang member was far away from Li Jie, and Li Jie did not hesitate. After beating the gang member in front of him, he threw a short stick directly and hit the other person's forehead. As soon as the man's center of gravity was unstable, he fell directly. The muzzle that just wanted to aim at Li Jie also shifted, and the bullets ejected from the muzzle hit the ceiling directly.

Li Jie didn't even fight, and left the window sill in a flash. Just as Li Jie left, the other four gang members opened fire on Li Jie's original window sill. I don't know how many rounds of bullets were fired, and when the pistol was stopped, Li Jie hid in another window and saw the four of them were changing magazines.

Li Jie felt a toothache, these gangsters were too unprofessional, and all four of them shot all the bullets in one breath. After all, those who buy and sell hay are only small gangs, and the real big gangs are doing big business for Ke Ka Yin. How many elites can a small gang have? African-American gangs, in particular, never take aim when they pick up their guns, and their hits depend on faith. Mexican gangs are slightly better, but limited.

If it was a well-trained Italian-American family gang, or an Asian-American gang who dared to fight, then Li Jie probably would have left alive today.

Li Jie would naturally not miss such a good opportunity for the opponent to change the clip. From another window sill, he jumped directly into the surroundings of the four. If it's close combat, Li Jie is not afraid of these guys at all now. These two groups of people seem to be far less powerful than the bald man he met two days ago.

And the result was as Li Jie expected, none of these four were ruthless characters. Li Jie flew close to the black man on his left, and directly slapped the other person's cheek with a stick. With a wow~, this old black vomited blood and fell to the ground, and half of his teeth were shattered. Li Jie was unforgiving, taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's fall, and kicked the opponent's temple with one kick. This kick directly knocked the old black out, and he didn't know if he was dead or alive.

These guys just wanted to kill him, Li Jie would not be polite to these people. The Mexican behind Li Jie took out a short knife and prepared to give Li Jie a hard blow from behind. However, the Mexican's short knife skills were far inferior to that of the bald man that day. Not only was the speed not fast enough to be accurate, but he also made a lot of noise during the action. Li Jie easily avoided the assassination of the Mexican when he heard the voice, and instead walked around behind him.

Li Jie raised the metal short stick and pointed it at the back of the opponent's neck, with a click. Poor Mexican, his neck was directly broken by a short stick, and he fell straight to the ground without making a sound. When Li Jie and the two were entangled in a fight, the other two gang members had loaded their magazines and were ready to shoot at Li Jie.

Li Jie repeated his old tricks, smashing the only short stick in his hand directly at the gangster who was far away from him, and the short stick directly hit the palm of the opponent holding the gun. The abundant strength not only broke two of the opponent's hand bones, but also knocked the gun in his hand flying far away, not knowing where it went.

On the other hand, Li Jie himself stepped to the side of a gang member who was closer to him, and directly used the elbow of his right hand as a blade to make an elbow attack. Li Jie's elbow directly hit the opponent's heart, and the opponent was hit by Li Jie before he could react. The sternum of this gangster was obviously smashed, and there may even be some broken bones that have been inserted into the heart, and the mouth is spitting out blood.

The last gang member still standing was the black man whose hand was broken by a short stick just now. He saw that Li Jie was so fierce, he was about to run away after he overturned the five people on both sides. But already to this point, Li Jie will let him run away? Li Jie reckoned that it must have been a murder today, but in such a life-and-death situation, murder is not a big deal. Although he doesn't like the smell of blood very much, Li Jie has no guilt of murder at all. Since they belonged to the gang, these people should have long thought of the possibility of being killed, but at whose hands they died.

And these gangsters are not good birds. Real gangsters aren't as elegant as Marlon Brando's The Godfather. The real American gangsters are a group of scumbags who kill without blinking and eat people without spitting bones.

In the end, the old black didn't escape Li Jie's pursuit. Li Jie caught up with him and punched him directly from the back of his heart. It is completely irresistible to hit ordinary people with a punch with internal force. The old black hummed softly to the ground without humming. Li Jie went back to check the two people who first went to the windowsill to find him, and found that both of them had been shot into a hornet's nest.

These gangsters can even do such ruthless attacks on their own people, let alone outsiders. Li Jie retrieved two short sticks that belonged to him, and found two large kraft paper bags, which probably contained the items of this transaction. Finally, after thinking about it, Li Jie still took two Colt M1911 pistols and six magazines from the gangsters.

After doing all this, Li Jie left here immediately, and quickly disappeared into the night. Fifteen minutes after Li Jie left, the police who received the report arrived here. At this time, Li Jie was already 10 kilometers away from the scene of the incident, circling around the city.