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Seeing Aylin's hesitation, George opened the small box directly.

There is only a black card in the box and nothing else.

"Membership card of Tom's Club. The coaches there are all retired special forces. You can learn the most professional shooting training there. I don't know what's going on in New York recently. It's a bit chaotic. If you learn more, you will be better." Protect yourself."

At the end of the sentence, a trace of worry flashed in George's eyes.

Aylin didn't notice the worry in George's eyes. Instead, his eyes lit up when he looked at the card in front of him.

The most professional shooting training.

Isn't this kind of thing what Aylin needs urgently now?

Aylin has no shortage of firearms. Whether it is the pistol left by his grandfather or the firearms he seized at Onik's house, they can all become weapons in Aylin's hands.

However, it is not that easy to quickly transform these firearms into weapons that can be used for self-defense.

After all, Ai Lin has never received professional training.

His shooting skills are already very good if he can hit a humanoid target five meters away.

Moreover, being located in the New York City area, it would not be easy for Aylin to find a place to conduct firearms training secretly.

In the early stage of the fortune teller sequence, combat power has always been the weakness of this sequence.

If Aylin can have sufficient shooting ability at this time, coupled with a suitable firearm, it will greatly improve Aylin's survivability.

In this case, the Tom Club membership card sent by George is very suitable.

Thinking of this, Aylin took the card handed over by George and said: "To be honest, since the kidnapping incident, I have been extremely insecure, so I won't be polite with this Tom Club membership card."

George smiled when he heard this.

He also took this into consideration, so he specially prepared a Tom Club membership card for Aylin.

"If you go to Tom's Club, you can find an old Jerry's coach to teach you. He used to be a marksman in the army. If he hadn't been injured by a grenade in an operation and his legs were a little inconvenient, I guess he would be a bit inconvenient now. They are all already military officers.”

Aylin nodded and said, "Old Jerry? I remember it."

Aylin estimated that the man known as Old Jerry was probably the best shooter in Tom's Club.

George revealed his information to himself, apparently for the sake of saving his daughter before.

After seeing Aylin accept Tom's Club membership card, George started the car and skillfully drove the car out of the parking space and drove towards the exit of the underground garage.

"Crack!"

George's car had only driven more than ten meters when suddenly a spherical object slammed into the windshield of George's car.

Suddenly.

Dark red liquid splashed out, instantly staining most of the windshield red.

In the car, both Aylin and George's eyes widened at this moment.

And George, almost at the same time, slammed on the brakes.

"Squeak~~~"

The screeching sound of brakes sounded loudly, sending echoes throughout the underground garage.

But neither George nor Aylin paid any attention to the harsh echo at this time.

In the passenger seat, Aylin said solemnly: "That thing just now was...a human head???"

Although it was just a glimpse, Aylin was sure that he saw it right.

Because the dark red liquid splashing on the windshield of George's car was the dark red blood mixed with brain matter.

Aylin could smell the pungent smell of blood even through the car window.

The smell was simply disgusting.

George, who was sitting in the driver's seat, didn't speak. How could George, a veteran police officer from the major crime team, not recognize something that Aylin could recognize?

However, he did not get out of the car immediately to check the situation. Instead, he quickly put his backhand into gear and stepped on the accelerator.

Boom~~~~

The engine of the Chevrolet under George's feet roared rapidly, and the entire car quickly exploded back more than ten meters. At a corner, George turned the steering wheel hard and turned the Chevrolet at a ninety-degree angle.

Only then did he see the human head rolling on the ground of the underground garage through the driver's window.

After seeing clearly the head that was still bleeding, George's heart sank suddenly.

There's been a murder.

As a division chief of the New York Police Department, murders were commonplace for George.

But he sincerely didn't want all this to happen.

This parking lot is an exclusive parking lot downstairs in his community. If a murder occurred here, wouldn't his family members living in this community also face unknown threats?

Thinking of this, George unbuckled his seat belt, took out his pistol, and said to Aylin beside him: "I'll get out of the car and take a look. You call the police first, and then stay in the car and don't move."

Compared to the darkness, there are unknown dangers hidden in the underground parking lot.

It was actually safer to stay in his car.

However, as a police officer, he had to get out of the car and figure out the situation.

Just when George was about to open the car door and get out of the car, Aylin held down George's hand and said, "Mr. George, I think for the sake of safety, it's better for you not to get out of the car now."

While talking to George, Aylin raised his head slightly and kept his eyes fixed on a certain position in front of him, motionless and unknown. Even the corner of his eye did not glance at George.

Um?

George frowned slightly when he heard this.

He didn't think that Ailin didn't let him get off the car because he was afraid of death and lacked a sense of security. That was why George was even more puzzled as to why Ailin said that.

Following Ailin's gaze, George turned his head and looked up...

The next second.

The expression on George's face froze.

The pupils that suddenly shrank were full of disbelief and a trace of indescribable fear.

Even though he had seen countless bloody scenes, George couldn't describe his feelings at this moment.

Just where Ailin could see, there was a huge red spider made up of countless blood and flesh hanging upside down.

The dark red blood almost solidified on the body of the red spider, forming a sticky blood-colored coat. The dazzling scarlet seemed as if the blood was still flowing in it and was about to drip down.

What made George even more unacceptable was that the upper body of the blood-colored spider was actually a human body.

A human female with her upper body naked, and on top of that upper body was an evil and enchanting female head.

At this time, on that evil and enchanting female head, there was a pair of bloodshot eyes, full of resentment and cruelty.

Even though they were dozens of meters apart, George, who was stared at by these eyes, still felt cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.