Chapter 413 Bullet Hole Shirt, Skull Mask

The confrontation at the entrance of the First Precinct lasted until evening, and police officers arrived one after another.

The center of the siege was where Zhao Chuanxin was.

The streets, alleys, and rooftops of every building were full of police.

They can only deal with eating, drinking and diarrhea nearby, which adds a huge burden to nearby people and businesses.

The reporters had left with satisfaction, taking with them the materials they obtained from Zhao Chuanxin.

This group of policemen did not dare to attack until dark.

At night, the rain became lighter and only sparse raindrops fell.

Zhao Chuanxin put out his cigarette in the mud, took out an umbrella, put it on the ground, pressed it down with bricks, and put a few incense sticks under it to light it.

Then he put on his shadow cloak in the rain and disappeared into the darkness.

He went up to the roof and moved around, and in a moment he bypassed the encirclement of police reinforcements.

"Gu Gu."

He calls like a nightingale.

no response.

Zhao Chuanxin walked forward for a while.

"Cuckoo!"

"Xilulu..."

Zhao Chuanxin followed the sound in the backyard of a house and jumped off the roof.

There was a stable here, and Mi Shan was currently riding on the back of a mare.

Capacity...

Apparently, it was found and brought home.

As a result, after eating and drinking, this guy got on someone else's mare again.

At this time, Mi Shan was still baring his teeth at Zhao Chuanxin.

"Zhuo, hurry up, we have to go to the hospital after we're done."

In five minutes at most, Mishan came down.

Zhao Chuanxin clicked his tongue and said, "That won't work either."

"Xilulu..."

Horse riding usually only takes five to ten minutes.

Zhao Chuanxin went to untie Mishan, but the mare came to support him.

This is a gray-white mare that looks a bit like Spanish blood.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled the horse's head away and said, "Get out of here."

Mishan showed a mean expression.

After getting on the saddle, Zhao Chuanxin rode up. When he reached the door, he used the elf carving knife to split the door open.

…

The American East Hospital on Broome Street charges lower fees and is a place for poor people to get medical treatment.

Although the medical facilities are not good, the quality of the doctors is acceptable.

It may be that there are many people with faith in this era, so this kind of hospital can gather skilled doctors.

The buildings of this hospital are ancient and mottled. In Manhattan, where land is at a premium, it seems to have been forgiven by time. Everything is blooming outside the walls, but inside the walls remains the same.

Even the dark night cannot conceal the atmosphere of decadence.

In the ward, Situ Meitang was talking to Chen Yigeng.

Situ Meitang said: "If Zhao Chuanxin comes to visit me and he asks you what enemies we have, you just say you don't know."

"Boss, why is this?"

"You kid, you are too simple-minded to be in the world."

Chen Yigeng was confused.

Outside Meidong Hospital.

Zhao Chuanxin walked closer and saw two figures entangled and pulling under the street lamp.

He looked carefully and discovered that it was Abraham Cohen and his cousin Rebecca Levy.

Oh... Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

From his perspective, he could see half of Abraham Cohen's face and the back of Rebecca Levi.

Yes, Zhao Chuanxin could tell it was her just from the back.

Of course, this may be because Zhao Chuanxin can recognize people's hearts, not butts.

Abraham Cohen stretched out his hand and Rebecca Levy's shoulders hunched back.

It looks a bit ambiguous.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, if there was a sudden attack, it might leave a psychological shadow on the two of them.

But he kept standing, as if he was peeping at something.

He could only pat the horse's head, and Mi Shan yelled "Xululu", finally alerting the two of them.

Abraham Cohen looked at the black shadow and shouted: "Who?"

The figure of Mi Shan carrying Zhao Chuanxin gradually appeared in the light.

"boss?"

When Rebecca Levi saw Zhao Chuanxin, she muttered something in a very small voice, possibly giving a greeting that Zhao Chuanxin couldn't even hear.

Zhao Chuanxin was "surprised" and said, "Eh? Why are you guys? What a coincidence."

Abraham Cohen coughed awkwardly: "Didn't you ask me to accompany Mr. Stuart? By the way, I avoided the New York police, because they were looking for me after that day. Rebecca was afraid that I would be hungry, so she brought me milk and bread."

He probably doesn't know yet that the New York police are no longer pursuing him, and they don't care.

Because at this time, they were braving the rain and surrounding a few sticks of incense...

Zhao Chuanxin said a long "oh" and said cheerfully: "Your aunt is so kind to you."

Rebecca Levi's expression changed.

Abraham Cohen quickly changed the subject: "Boss, are you coming to see Mr. Situ?"

"Yes, how is he?"

"He is fine. He just lost too much blood and is a little weak." Abraham Cohen hugged his arms and shivered while holding a milk bottle and bread in his hands because he was only wearing a wrinkled shirt.

Rebecca Levi said: "Then I'll leave first."

"I'll see you off," said Abraham Cohen.

Seeing the thin clothes he was wearing, Rebecca Levi quickly shook her head: "No, don't catch a cold again."

Abraham Cohen wanted to borrow Zhao Chuanxin's clothes, but upon closer inspection, apart from mud, the rest of Zhao Chuanxin's clothes seemed to be... blood!

He immediately swallowed the words on his lips.

He hesitated: “Boss, can you help me loosen up Rebecca?”

Zhao Chuanxin was not very happy and just wanted to refuse.

Rebecca Levi was even more surprised.

The words "ferocious" are not enough to describe Abraham Cohen's boss, he is simply a butcher!

Abraham Cohen, on the other hand, clasped his hands together and said please.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to turn his horse around: "Let's go."

When Rebecca Levi saw this, she wanted to refuse, but she didn't have the courage to speak.

Zhao Chuanxin rides and Rebecca Levy walks.

Zhao Chuanxin stood on horseback with his head held high and he even dug into a can of pudding to eat.

Rebecca Levi hugged her arms and lowered her head, staggering forward.

Abraham Cohen watched from behind and shook his head, feeling relieved.

"It smells so good. Everything tastes delicious when I'm hungry."

Zhao Chuanxin ate alone, threw away the can after eating, and opened another can of beef.

Rebecca Levi still lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin finished five or six cans in a hurry.

At this time, Rebecca Levi suddenly looked up: "Boss, things are not what you think."

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "Haha, I understand, I've been there."

"..." Rebecca Levi blushed and said anxiously: "It's really not what you think."

"What the hell, you're just posting hero posts to find men, so why do you care about me? You don't need to explain, really."

Rebecca Levi was really anxious. In her anxiety, she stepped on a blister and twisted her foot: "Ouch..."

Zhao Chuanxin was indifferent and rode slowly.

But after taking a few steps, I found that Rebecca Levi had not followed.

When he turned around, he found her holding on to a tree.

The pitiful light from the gas street lamp illuminated the pain on her face.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the horse's head.

Mishan turned his head impatiently and walked back.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Come up."

Rebecca Levi shook her head: "No, really, I just want to take a rest. How about you go back first."

"Oh." Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin said, "Then I'm leaving."

Then start walking back.

Rebecca Levy: “…”

The lights were originally dim, but within a moment, Zhao Chuanxin's figure disappeared into the darkness.

Rebecca Levi gritted her teeth, moved her ankles, and limped forward.

They walked about twenty meters away.

Suddenly, she heard someone behind her say: "Come up."

She turned around and saw Zhao Chuanxin extending a helping hand.

This time she did not refuse. After catching her, Zhao Chuanxin exerted his strength and she said "ah". The 1.7 meter tall living person was lightly dragged away by Zhao Chuanxin.

Mishan has experience, sinks his waist, and holds firmly, Rebecca Levi is placed in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

"Why does your horse make no sound when walking?"

"Haha, if it wants to have a sound, it will have it, but if it doesn't want it, it won't."

Stretch boots are so overbearing.

As the load increases, the elastic boot soles automatically become thicker.

This time, without the drag bottle on foot, Mishan began to accelerate.

But this guy may have just finished venting his anger, and his legs are a little weak, so he slowed down on his own after running a short distance.

Normally, it wouldn't be like this.

Rebecca Levi leaned forward as much as possible so as not to have physical contact with Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: Who the hell cares?

New York is a chaotic place, especially at night.

Not far away, Rebecca Levi suddenly straightened up, her back unconsciously pressed against Zhao Chuanxin's chest, and whispered: "There seems to be a thief in the house in front."

Zhao Chuanxin could feel her nervousness because her body was stiff.

Zhao Chuanxin was delighted: "This is really a gift from the night."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhao Chuanxin did not answer.

Mishan began to speed up. When he got close to the black figure, Zhao Chuanxin showed excellent riding skills. He turned sideways and grabbed the bag held by the black figure.

The black shadow was startled and was about to shout "robbery", but he immediately realized that he was a thief.

He was angry and shouted in a low voice: "You dare to interfere with what the Italian Brotherhood is doing..."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly turned his head.

When the man saw clearly the clothes and numerous bullet holes on Zhao Chuanxin's body, his words stopped abruptly.

He sneered: "No...it's okay."

This jersey is widely circulated on the street.

Bullet hole shirt, skull mask.

Don't worry about this group or that group, as long as you see it, hide as far as you can.

Zhao Chuanxin grinned and continued to move forward.

As I walked, I opened the bag and looked inside.

Oh, pocket watches, gold and silver utensils, coins, banknotes, gold necklaces, gem-set rings...

"Today our gang committed a crime, and you will get one piece of it."

Belika Levi shook her head, the scarf on the back of her head rubbing against Zhao Chuanxin's face.

"I don't want it, I can make money myself."

"Don't pull them down." Zhao Chuanxin put them all away politely.

Rebecca Levi took a deep breath: "This time, are you willing to listen to my explanation?"

"Look what you said, the mouth grows on you."

"Abraham gave me money before. When I got home, I realized that today I was here to pay him back and bring him bread and milk."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly remembered that Abraham Cohen had indeed stuffed something into her bag in the banquet hall that day.

"Oh, why did he give you money?"

"He thinks I'm poor, but I can support myself."

"Well, very good, not bad, I'm proud of you." Zhao Chuanxin said perfunctorily.

The most annoying thing is a pitiful and strong woman.

"..." Rebecca Levi smelled the smell of blood and whispered: "You won't hurt me, right?"

"You piece of shit, how can you talk? Have you ever seen a kinder person than me?"

"Ah, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry." Rebecca Levine said.

"Okay, now please loosen the saddle."

Rebecca Levi did as she was told, but still asked: "Why?"

"Because it's convenient for me to kick you into the East River for a while."