American Comics: I, New York Underground Prince

But in a short time, the dishes of this restaurant were brought up one after another.

Azure Night, as the name suggests, is a themed restaurant, but, undeniably, there is a word about Azure.

The restaurant is still very strong in terms of decoration style, at least when the lights are on, you can see a little dreamy feeling.

The dishes are just as Luo Feng expected, because most of them are seafood.

Looking at the endless dishes, Gwen didn't know how to choose.

These dishes are not available on weekdays, and now that Luo Feng is treating guests to dinner, Gwen doesn't know how to express it in words.

After thinking about it, I managed to say, "Today is costing you."

For a moment, Luo Feng's hand that was about to take food for Gwen trembled in mid-air.

This kind of 813 alone time for two people has not been known for a long time.

But Luo Feng suddenly smiled, very happy. At the same time, this was the first time Luo Feng felt joy from his heart.

"It's okay, how much money is there."

"Umbrella's venue this time is in a museum on the pier. If nothing else happens, your father, Officer George, will be the security guard."

Luo Feng had a set of calculations in mind, as the saying goes, if you have money, you can make it together.

Gwen's family background is not bad, but it's not good either. If placed in the mysterious ancient country in the East, it would be a well-off family.

Because of George's (ahce) special occupation, the family still occasionally comes into contact with those high-ranking people.

But for George, these people are going to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.

Only think of George when you need help.

This time, George is responsible for the security of the venue, and Luo Feng can justifiably support the family.

Gwen was taken aback when she heard this, "Is it still my father?"

In fact, George just took on a case this morning.

On the river bank of the pier, the police patrol team found several corpses, and the monitoring of the pier that day was also damaged, so it was impossible to find out who committed the crime.

The body should have just sunk into the sea, and the face was not well preserved when it was salvaged.

Judging from the appearance, George speculated that it might be the Gray gang, the underworld forces prevalent in New York at the moment.

Hearing this, Luo Feng's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

The corpse that George found might not be the one that his father Jin Bing took care of this morning!

Thinking of this, Luo Feng just smiled awkwardly. Is it possible to say such a thing?

Obviously, such things cannot be said.

But having said that, as the New York Police Department, George and his father, Kim, are naturally at odds.

But fortunately, since Jin Bin became the director of Umbrella, the police's investigation of Jin Bin has gradually decreased, perhaps because they realized that Jin Bin was ready to wash his hands.

At the dinner table, Luo Feng just randomly picked up a topic and casually ignored the topic they were currently discussing.

But in a short time, all the millet was ready.

In addition to most of the seafood items, there are two main courses.

In the private room, the atmosphere is extremely peaceful, and the sound of running water specially arranged in the room can be vaguely heard, which is very pleasant.

In this environment, Luo Feng can only lament that the money was well spent this time.

Same New York night.

On the other hand, the situation on Tony's side is not very good.

Waking up from a deep sleep, the first thing Tony has to do is to turn on the computer to see how effective the advertisements he has placed are.

Whether tomorrow's press conference can be successful depends on whether the promotion of this advertisement is strong enough. .