Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Su Xiaoqiang lives in an affluent area of ​​Brooklyn, and her mother takes her to and from school every day.

Normally, the mother and daughter would go to a Western restaurant to have dinner before going home after school, but today it was obvious that they could no longer follow their previous habits.

Today, first there was a bombing at Riverdale Middle School, then there was a serial murder in Manhattan, and then there were gangs in the slums of Brooklyn who failed and chose a shootout. In just half a day, the entire New York City was in chaos.

Just waiting for a traffic light, Su Xiaoqiang saw a store on the street that was being bought for zero yuan. The happy-looking Da Laohei froze when he went out, and a large pool of bright red appeared on the chest of his white T-shirt. Bloody, he stumbled to the ground and struggled to crawl for a distance. The middle-aged shop owner, who was holding a shotgun and firing cold shots from behind, made a sign of the cross in front of him after confirming that the other party was dead, and seemed to be praying for the other party.

After all, the customer is God, and the store owner has the obligation to let the customer enjoy God-like treatment. But if the customer does not cooperate, he can only send him to see God.

Witnessing the shooting incident with his own eyes and watching a living life die in front of him, Su Xiaoqiang's young heart was greatly shocked. At the same time, he finally knew what "Free America, gunfights every day" meant.

Mother Su didn't expect that her daughter would see such a tragedy while waiting for a traffic light. She quickly released the brakes and stepped on the accelerator to leave the scene of the murder, while constantly comforting her daughter who was obviously too frightened.

It's just that Su Xiaoqiang's endurance is obviously not bad. After the initial panic, he quickly stabilized his mood and comforted his mother to concentrate on driving first.

After all, through the dark privacy car window and the fact that the deceased could remain invisible at night, Su Xiaoqiang only saw the blood stains spreading on the white T-shirt and failed to see clearly the pain on the other person's face, so he felt That's not bad.

Not as scary as "Resident Evil".

Although both mother and daughter wanted to go home quickly, New York was extremely lively and noisy today. From time to time, several police cars with sirens roared past. The supercar Ferrari was unable to use its speed advantage at all and could only drive on the road. Drive slowly.

When passing a bank, Su Xiaoqiang saw a black Honda in front of him suddenly stop. Then several masked men holding submachine guns and wearing black hoods swaggered into the bank. The security guard at the gate was already shot before he could draw his gun. The gun hit him in the thigh, and he fell to the ground wailing.

Seeing this, Mother Su turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. She completed the overtaking and disappeared in three seconds. She was afraid of stray bullets. After all, their Ferrari was just an ordinary model and had no bulletproof function.

"Mommy, New York is so dangerous..." Even with Su Xiaoqiang's big heart, she was still a little frightened at this moment.

The previous shopkeeper could be said to have used guns in self-defense to protect his property from infringement, but the group just now were out-and-out gangsters. They were extremely arrogant when they robbed a bank in broad daylight.

"Baby, don't worry, it's just an accident." Su's mother forced a smile to comfort her daughter, but in fact she was very panicked, fearing that there would be a classic highway chase between police and robbers, where the other party would run and shoot. What if I accidentally hurt them?

But as the saying goes, the more you worry about something, the more it will come to you. Just as she was about to turn onto another main road, a sharp siren and a crazy horn sound suddenly came from the front left, followed by a burst of gunfire, "Bang" With a loud noise, a black and white police car had its tires punctured, lost control and crashed into a car parked illegally on the roadside.

"Squeak!" Su's mother stretched out her foot and stepped on the brakes, finally avoiding being involved in a car accident. Then, without waiting to comfort her daughter, she wanted to turn around and take another road.

But there was a large truck reversing on the road behind her, and behind her, the taxi driver, who had long been accustomed to the dire straits of New York, was honking his horn frantically, urging her to stop and drive quickly.

Mother Su, whose brain was in confusion, subconsciously released the brakes and drove towards the original route. Along the way, she could see many cars accidentally injured by the fierce fighting between police and criminals. The cars were full of bullet marks and scratches. It is estimated that those unlucky drivers would find out later It can hurt my heart to death.

Su Xiaoqiang, who was sitting in the back row, silently buckled her seatbelt and turned pale. She had lived in New York for two months and originally thought the city was quite safe. It was not as dangerous as in TV movies. But only now did she realize that it was just an illusion. She usually stayed in a wealthy area and with her mother's protection, she would not encounter any criminal incidents.

Fortunately, there were no other emergencies on the way. The mother and daughter returned to the wealthy area safely. They were about to drive into the villa area where their home was located when they found several black cars parked at the entrance of the community. Several men in black replaced the security guards and took over the protection work of the community.

"This is..." Su Xiaoqiang, who had been observing changes in the surrounding environment, immediately recognized these men in black. They were the strangers who had appeared at River Valley Middle School before.

Could it be that someone in the community also planted a bomb?

Su Xiaoqiang suddenly panicked when he thought about this possibility, and hurriedly stopped his mother's intention of driving forward: "Mommy, stop the car first, don't go there."

Mother Su observed the panic and anxiety on her daughter's face through the rearview mirror. She stopped the car without any hesitation, turned around and looked at her daughter with concern and asked, "Baby, what's wrong?"

"I saw them on campus before there was an explosion in the school." Su Xiaoqiang shared what he saw, heard and guessed, "...Mommy, do you think they are CIA or FBI? They are here specifically. To stop bombers from committing crimes?"

"I hope so." Mother Su didn't know the identities of those people, but influenced by movies and TV series, she also felt that these people in black suits were most likely staff of some special intelligence departments.

"Baby, why don't we go drink some coffee first?" Su's mother guessed that the matter might not be resolved so quickly, so she suggested that she go to a nearby coffee shop to sit for a while, and then go back after the matter was resolved.

Moreover, the cafe is quite far away from the community, so even if there is an explosion, it will not be affected.

"That's fine." Su Xiaoqiang nodded, so Ferrari turned around and headed to the cafe one kilometer away.

The girl looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window, grabbed the seat belt in front of her with both hands and complained: "Today is really bad, there were explosions, robberies and gun battles. I feel like all the bad luck in the past two months has accumulated. It broke out all at once today.”

That is to say, she does not believe in religion, otherwise she would have to go to the church to pray to get rid of bad luck. However, she can call her father and ask her father to go to the temple or Taoist temple to buy a few amulets that have been ordained by masters and send them to her. She just doesn’t know about China. Can the gods take care of the affairs of the foreigners?

But this is the United States, where transnational law enforcement and transnational crimes are the norm, and they often refuse to admit their faults afterwards and just let the gods and Buddhas in the sky copy their work procedures.

Mother Su nodded in agreement, and then said with relief: "But we are relatively lucky. At least there were no accidents along the way, and even the car was not scratched..."

Before she could finish her words, at the moment when the word "hurt" came out, Ferrari, which was slowly driving on the tree-lined road, suddenly suffered a heavy blow. A tall figure with a hood flew out from the roadside and hit the front of Ferrari's car hard. Cover.

"boom--!"

"Ah!" Su's mother screamed in fright, but she did not step on the accelerator to act as a brake. The emergency stop prevented secondary injuries, but the inertia of the vehicle still sent the person who hit the front hood flying out, leaving behind a A huge pit worth tens of thousands.

Su Xiaoqiang was also stunned by this sudden movement. For a moment, she didn't know whether to complain about her mother's bad mouth or really have bad luck.

But the next moment, she saw her mother loosen her seat belt and want to get out of the car to check the situation, so she immediately stopped her and said, "Mommy, you can't get out of the car, just call the police!"

Having seen the dire straits of New York, she now looks at everything with three parts suspicion, three parts hesitation, three parts questioning and ninety-one percent suspicion. She is suffering from the onset of persecutory paranoia.

And just as she finished speaking, the man who was knocked out stood up, with a cold light flashing in his hand...