Chapter 884

The second chapter is here, I wish brothers and sisters a happy Chinese New Year!

The night in New York is bright, and on the street, a woman hangs around in the street, she is in a tight black dress, she looks like a wandering woman from some bar. Holding the wine bottle in one hand, she was still walking staggeringly, as if she was a little unstable.

"Hey girl, I can buy you a drink, can we go to my house? There are good things besides wine to make you feel good, hey, come here... oh shit, how dare you spray it with wine Me? You bloody bitch... ah—" Finally, there was a scream. The bastard fell to the ground and kept rolling.

"Why can't I have that effect after drinking wine? Is this wine fake?" The woman shook the wine bottle in her hand, stepped on the gangster's hand with her high-heeled shoes, and staggered away. Let out an earth-shattering scream, and then cursed loudly, "Fuck, you bitch!"

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly hit on the head by a shoe that was thrown from a distance, and blood flowed all over his face immediately, and he dared not move at all. He didn't dare to speak, and he didn't even dare to scream. I was afraid that the woman who was still walking staggeringly in front would hear it, because the woman was still holding another shoe in her hand.

When the woman slowly turned the corner and was out of sight, he let out another burst of screams, and kept cursing this damned woman, didn't he just say a very ordinary thing? This is also wrong? If this is wrong, why are there so many hooligans who hook up with women crawling all over the streets in New York at night?

The woman didn't care about the bastard's thoughts, she threw the bottle down, made a crisp sound, and then the bottle rolled on the street. In the dim light, you can see the letters h?c?d. This is one of the most extravagant wines Zhen Fan brews.

This woman is Nancy Vergara. After meeting Shia Preskin, he took away Diego Farrell's cross, and then Diego Farrell's body was found in the bathtub of his home, when he died. Naked, his head is placed in a strange way, because his head has been twisted to the back, obviously, his neck was twisted by someone.

The police found nothing of value. And Diego Farrell has too many enemies, because his rise is very fast. So he also cultivated a large number of people who hated him. So his death shocked both black and white, but no one knew who killed him. Under such strict security conditions, someone even twisted his neck to his back.

It is said that there were a large number of bodyguards protecting him inside and outside his villa that day. There were more than fifty people in total, all of them armed to the teeth. There are even heavy weapons and long-range sniper rifles placed in his villa. Hundreds of cameras. There are also various alarms installed around his villa. It can be said that every move around the villa is closely monitored, even if a fly flies past, it will be found and guaranteed to be shot down.

But under such tight security, Diego Farrell was still killed. Knowing that now, it has become an unsolved mystery of black and white in New York, USA. But... There are also a few bodyguards who said that they once saw a woman passing by the door, but when they checked the camera, they found nothing. There are no women at all.

So after these nonsense people were beaten up, they didn't dare to say anything more. So this became an unsolved case, after so many days. The police have never had a clue, and the underworld people have made no progress. Gradually, no one wants to pursue this matter.

Because people on the underworld began to compete for the position of the New York gang boss, and the police focused on how to prevent the upcoming gang boss battle. So no one cares about this dead Diego Farrell at all. The value of a dead person cannot be compared with that of a dead person.

Now that Diego Farrell is dead, Nancy Vergara's revenge can be considered complete. But she doesn't know what to do now. Shia Preskin had become another person, and she knew that he had become a disciple of Zhen Fan. The name is Miles Simon. And there's a good chance he'll turn into a real human being.

And what about myself? Nancy Vergara was a little confused. She once told Zhen Fan that she wanted to take revenge with her own hands. Now that she has revenge, she doesn't know what to do. She also wanted to follow Shia Preskin's example and buy Zhen Fan's wine, but her situation was completely different from Shia Preskin's.

Shia Preskin has an effect, but the premise is that he is a human being, and it is just a mutation on the basis of a human being. And she is just a soul, so she doesn't even know how to drink wine, just smelling the smell of h?c?d wine, she feels that she is already drunk, and some wobbly hands and feet don't listen to her directed.

"Damn little rascal!" Nancy Vergara cursed. She couldn't hear how the little rascal scolded herself behind her back, but she could guess that it was definitely not some words of gratitude. But she didn't care, she was glad that she was able to let that bastard suffer enough, and at the same time vented her depression.

After Nancy cursed, she looked around for her bottle. Her bottle had already rolled to the side, so she walked towards that side, but there was a person standing beside the bottle, one who looked shorter , but a very capable Asian man in his seventies.

Although he was short, he was wearing a suit. The gray suit looked very fit, but it made him look even shorter. A short person shouldn't be wearing a suit. One of his feet was on the wine bottle, and then he looked at Nancy with a cold look in his eyes. Even Nancy, who was the soul, felt uncomfortable when he looked at her.

"Miss Vergara, you shouldn't hurt my friend." The Asian old man said coldly to Nancy Vergara, "Since you hurt my friend, you have to pay the price."

She took a step back vigilantly, then sneered, "Who are you?"

"Don't worry about who I am, but I know who you are!" The old man smiled and said, "You are just a soul that has lost its body, I didn't expect you to have some magic power, this makes me, an old man, look at you differently. Either you had some adventure, or you met an expert who can guide you!"

After being called out by the old man, Nancy Vergara looked at him in surprise, and became vigilant again. He frowned and looked at the old man, and asked again: "Who are you? What is that little bastard?" relation?"

"Haha, as I said before, it doesn't matter who I am. I don't even know that little bastard. He just wanted to find an excuse to take you in!" The old man chuckled, "After I take you in, Only then can you find the person behind you, and then... I can catch them all in one go, saving me a lot of wasted effort, you know, I like to take shortcuts." The old man said it with ease, as if Nancy was already It's in his pocket.

"You have confidence in yourself?" Nancy Vergara sneered, she was on guard secretly to prevent the old man from suddenly resorting to any insidious means. Or launch a sudden attack on yourself. But the old man didn't do that, but looked at her coldly, and didn't start immediately.

"Come with me, I can spare you!" The old man said expressionlessly, his face was no more vivid than that of a dead man. He hooked his fingers at Nancy, and then blinked his eyes. After these actions, a smile finally appeared on his face, but Nancy would rather he would not smile, because it is more exciting than not smiling. uncomfortable.

He looked like a person who couldn't laugh, with a very stiff expression on his face. Nancy shook her head and after thinking about it, she decided to avoid this old man. What she instinctively thought was that she couldn't provoke this old man. So she thought about it, turned around suddenly, and ran in the opposite direction.

But as soon as she turned around and took a step, she saw a huge cobra staring at her with its body upright, spitting out a long snake letter, and immediately under the snake's head was like a huge umbrella opened, blocking Nancy's way, she Instinctively screamed and stopped, the snake didn't attack her, it just blocked her way out.

"Don't bother, I can catch you at any time, don't think that you can leave anytime and anywhere because you are a soul. This snake can spit out black smoke, which can corrode your energy and eventually make you die, so you It's best not to think about leaving!" The voice came from behind Nancy.

Nancy had no choice but to turn her body sideways, not only guarding against the snake, but also guarding against the old man on this side. They clamped both sides of Nancy, preventing her from acting rashly.

"What do you want?" Nancy frowned, she was still secretly gathering strength, ready to launch a full blow, and then escape the unfavorable situation of the two sides.

"Do you still remember Diego Farrell?" The old man suddenly laughed, "He is dead, but the dead must give an explanation to the living, so I came here. The purpose of my coming is to give The living have a confession, so you have to stay, you are the best answer to this confession!"

"You are too confident!" Nancy snorted, "I know you are very powerful, but you can't take me away so easily. Diego Farrell is really willing to spend money to send someone like you Character. Tell me, who are you? Which living person are you standing for?"

"Me? Haha——" the old man laughed loudly, "Who am I? I am a head-down master from Thailand. It is a very noble profession, so you should feel very honored, because my ability in our country is the greatest. Yes, and you have also seen it, you say you want me to use force? Or compromise yourself!"

"Then use force, I'm never used to surrender!" Nancy snorted, and suddenly exploded, and with a movement, she rushed towards the snake, with a dagger in her hand, Stab that giant cobra. Who knew that the cobra suddenly spewed a puff of black smoke from its mouth. (to be continued) r655