Chapter Six Hundred and Eighty First Improvement

When Zhou Qingfeng returned from the wasteland, the entire underground parking lot was empty. All the corpses that had covered the ground disappeared, only a large amount of blood remained. However, there is a full set of car washing equipment here. Use a high-pressure water gun with cleaning agent to wash the ground, and the blood will soon be washed into the sewer.

A generous spray of air freshener and everything is perfect.

There are also some guns and ammunition, credit cards, mobile phones, a lot of cash and documents in the parking lot. Zhou Qingfeng brought some mobile phones, cash and weapons, and then drove away in the original 'Dodge', leaving only a ghostly and deserted murder scene.

More than 30 people were killed, and the stronghold of the gangsters in the neighborhood was destroyed, which is equivalent to helping the local police and residents clear a lot of life obstacles. This wiped out half of the hooligans in Kenwood Street.

When Zhou Qingfeng violently escorted a group of street ruffians into the gang stronghold, although many people saw it. But the timid residents would hide as much as they could when encountering this kind of thing, occasionally looking at it from a distance, and never getting close to cause trouble for themselves.

And soon it was dark, and the whole of Kenwood was dead. Residents follow an iron rule: don't go out when it's dark.

When Zhou Qingfeng came out of the underground parking lot, no one noticed what happened in that gangster lair? As for those who were relatively close to hear the gunshots, the doors and windows were closed, and they just pretended not to hear it.

Zhou Qingfeng drove back to the apartment, and the old black lady who managed the apartment was already asleep. But when she heard someone driving back, she got up and looked out through the crack of the door.

"Hi... Mr. Hugo, are you okay?" Seeing Zhou Qingfeng whistling and passing by the dilapidated corridor of the apartment, the black old lady hurriedly opened the half-open door to ask.

"I'm pretty good, thank you." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, really relaxed.

"What happened to those little ruffians?" The black old lady was most concerned about this. She originally wanted to ask, "Did the little ruffians do anything to you?" Worried about Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng waved his hands, organized his words and said: "Oh..., those are young people who have not experienced much in the world. I educated them, let them know how important it is to care for the world and respect God. They all Wept bitterly to express remorse, and then decided to turn over a new leaf, . . . "

After listening for a long time, the old black lady nodded first, then shook her head again, and said with pouted mouth: "I don't think those villains have the possibility of reforming, and God will never forgive them. Mr. Hugo, they will come to revenge sooner or later Yes, you have to be careful."

It has been said that the West is a religious world, and if young people make mistakes, God will forgive them. China's public intellectuals are all propagandizing like this, but Mao, you don't talk according to the routine?

Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Uh..., I think they are more determined to reform this time, and they should not come to cause trouble."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure."

The black old lady nodded again, but she didn't believe her at all.

"Oh, right! Is Natasha back?" Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask.

"Natasha usually rests in the morning, goes shopping in the afternoon, and works in the evening. If you want to find her, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"thanks."

After saying good night, the two went back to their rooms to rest. Zhou Qingfeng had gone to sleep, but the black old lady was still worried, for fear that those street ruffians would come back and wreak havoc. Thinking about the beating they received during the day, any murder and arson could happen during the revenge.

She didn't sleep all night, and the old black lady with a shotgun sat on the rocking chair in her room all night. Just being so terrified and ready to deal with anything, but in fact nothing happened. Until dawn, she dressed neatly and pushed open the iron door of the apartment to look into the street, but still found nothing.

It was such a quiet night! When did those street thugs become so kind?

To know that the nights in the black community have always been noisy,

All kinds of energetic villains and hooligans like to come out to make trouble at this time. They dare not go to rich areas with abundant police force, so they can only harm their fellows in black areas. This is why people are reluctant to go out in the middle of the night.

And as time went on, the sky brightened. All kinds of office workers are busy going to work, and there are still many people in the block who need to go out early. The old black lady stood at the door of the apartment in a daze, saying hello to those who were going out nearby.

"Hi Pedro, did you sleep well last night?"

"Ah, good morning, Mrs. Joy. It was a rare quiet night last night. I haven't enjoyed such a good sleep for a long time."

"That's right, it was really quiet last night. It's rare that those brats didn't come out to make trouble. Hey, Maria, did you see George's guys when they delivered the goods this morning?"

"I don't know, I don't seem to have seen it. What if I saw it? They stole a case of beer from my store yesterday and injured my son. I curse those bastards to hell."

"Those guys really deserve to go to hell. Hey... Good morning, Officer Martin! Everything went well yesterday, a rare peaceful night."

"Yeah, it's amazing that there wasn't a single call to the police on your block last night. I hope it will be like this every day in the future."

"Hahaha... I hope no one will call the police in the future."

The black old lady greeted all kinds of people, but her mood became more and more excited. No one else noticed anything special about the block, but she had already determined that a miraculous event had happened.

"Are all those little ruffians who should go to hell dead?" The black old lady absolutely did not believe Zhou Qingfeng's words, so she didn't think that the gangsters in the neighborhood would reform themselves.

But just as she said this to herself, several street thugs appeared from the corner in twos and threes.

"Damn it, I was too happy. I really shouldn't believe the words of that Chinese boy." The black old lady had already walked a little far away from the apartment in order to feel the environment without street gangsters, and now she dangled and wanted to escape from the city. Can't escape.

"Hi, Mrs. Joy, I have a question for you." A villain stopped the black old lady, "A Chinese came to your apartment?"

"Ah...? Yes."

"I heard he took care of George's gang by himself?"

"At least a hundred people on the street saw it, why did you come to ask me?"

"He knows Kong-Fu?"

"Of course, very powerful."

After just a few words, the black old lady suddenly became more courageous and her voice became louder.

"Isn't he afraid of guns?" Another villain asked in surprise.

"Of course I'm not afraid. Chinese people can catch bullets with their hands."

"This is impossible."

"It's impossible, I saw it with my own eyes. Haven't you seen Kung Fu Panda? He's as powerful as in cartoons."

This joke is not funny at all!

Seeing what the black old lady said so firmly, the street thugs wanted to laugh but couldn't. Since last night, they found that half of their accomplices could not be contacted - disappeared without a trace.

This feeling is very scary, okay?

Seeing the domineering street thugs trembling with fear, the old black lady was so excited that she almost shouted. She went back to the apartment she managed with her hands and feet fluttering, still imitating Bruce Lee's fighting sounds.

The Chinese kid looks very powerful!

At this moment, Helena drove back to the apartment with a tired face. When she saw the old lady, she greeted her and said, "Good morning, Mrs. Joy, you look very good today."

"Good morning, Natasha. Ah..., I happen to have something to ask you."

"Please be brief, I have worked all night and now I just want to sleep."

"It's like this. In view of the recent improvement in the public security situation in this neighborhood, and considering the surrounding traffic convenience, complete supporting facilities, and an elegant environment, it is very suitable for high-end business people to live in. Although I like you very much, but..."

"My God! Mrs. Joy, I'm really sleepy now. If you have anything to say, please be straightforward."

"..., I plan to raise the rent next month."

"Oh... hell!"