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Chapter 295 The friendly interaction between Valon and Old George!

New York!

Manhattan!

A huge construction site.

Accompanied by the night wind in the darkness, Valon, wearing a dark green suit and holding a black gold cane, slowly walked out of the passage of the Shadow Kingdom.

The Black Hand trio and Typhoid Mary, who had completed their battle preparations, followed him out.

The passage to the Shadow Kingdom is really convenient.

As long as the ninjas have gone anywhere, from San Francisco to New York, it only takes a blink of an eye.

"Where is this?!"

"It wasn't like this when I came here last time."

The black gold cane was stuck on the ground, and Valon looked at everything around him with interest.

It was a chaotic scene filled with all kinds of building materials, and the original appearance could no longer be seen here.

This is the half of New York that was destroyed, and everything is being built.

"Boss, this is Fifth Avenue in Manhattan!"

"Since the last time, the wealthy people in Manhattan have joined forces to provide some kind of charity relief."

"In fact, they have the whole of Manhattan in their pocket."

I spent some time in New York before Zhou.

He collects intelligence about New York for the Mafia organization, so he knows about some of the hot news in New York.

For example, Mr. Wilson acquired a lot of land in the name of charity.

What an evil rich man.

"The acquisition of Manhattan is such a good thing?!"

"You know that New York can have such a large-scale reconstruction plan, it's all thanks to me."

“Isn’t it unjustifiable that I don’t have a share in such a good thing?!”

Vallon touched his chin. He was also very interested in charity. Why couldn't the rich people in Manhattan get a share from him?!

"Zhou, that Mr. Wilson you are talking about must be a very good person."

"We'll go talk to him later."

Wallon easily planned the Black Hand organization's next plan.

As a mature dark organization, it cannot only be the boss who takes the lead, but the junior members below must also learn to do things.

I believe that Typhoid Mary, who has been involved in the assassin and mercenary circles for many years, helped, plus the name of Blackhand Valon.

In this crazy world, it should be easy to find lunatics who are also not afraid of death to build a black hand organization in the new world.

"Forehead……"

"Okay, boss, I will put this on my schedule."

Zhou pushed up his small yellow glasses and took out a small notepad from his arms.

This world is different from the past.

If a mafia organization wants to develop and grow, it must embark on the path of management management, and all actions must be planned.

"Go and say hello to Mr. Wilson..."

"Okay, I've written it down!"

"I think he'll welcome us!"

Zhou himself mumbled and wrote down the arrangements in a small book!

Changing from the funny guy in the Black Hand trio to Valon's personal secretary, Zhou is currently learning about this.

But obviously... Zhou Zhen needs to practice the job of gathering intelligence again.

"..."

Right behind you.

Watching Zhou writing and drawing there.

Typhoid Mary was speechless, these guys must not know who Mr. Wilson is!!

What a three idiots.

That’s right!

As a big entrepreneur, an outstanding philanthropist, and an important figure in the Manhattan reconstruction plan, Mr. Wilson!

Maybe ordinary people won't understand it, and those at the top, even if they understand it, they won't say anything.

But for those "madmen" who have special abilities and are very popular in the killer circle.

Almost everyone knows that Mr. Wilson is Kingpin.

In fact, Kingpin never wanted to hide his identity for these "crazy people".

Gangster organizations these days are like running a business.

This is what Kingpin has always believed in, and Mr. Wilson is doing the same thing now.

Ordinary people who have no contact with these dark circles can only see Mr. Wilson, the great Manhattan philanthropist whose support index has been soaring!

However, for the upper-class people in those circles, they were on the same level as Kingpin. This was the case before and it is still the case now.

It's just that after Hell's Kitchen ceased to exist and all criminal records were erased that night.

Kingpin just changed his approach to cooperation with them.

As for the "lunatics" in the mercenary circle, these people are hired by Jin Bing, and it doesn't matter whether they know Jin Bing's true identity!

after all.

No one in this world will believe what a "madman" says.

"oh……"

"I almost forgot...I'm also a lunatic!"

A smile appeared on Typhoid Mary's pale face, and all she could see now was her dear boss!

I don’t know what things will happen to Wallon this time.

…

at this time!

New York is like an island in the deep sea, which does not mean peace.

The rushing "deep sea vortex" is tearing everything apart!!

far away.

The 20,000 clones separated from Lantian Jade, coupled with various battle sequences of the military.

In the chaos, all kinds of bright flames erupted, and a war was taking place. This was the source of uneasiness for all New Yorkers.

And within New York City.

With the blackout affecting the entire New York State, New York was the first to lose its light, which undoubtedly aggravated the accumulation of negative emotions.

And those scumbags who were hiding in the corner before that.

At this time, they were released from the cage again, and they remembered the last night in New York where they were smashed, smashed, looted and burned.

Although some of the garbage has disappeared during the last joint cleanup by the New York Police Department and the military.

But in the chaotic New York, this kind of scum will always come back whenever there is an opportunity.

And more, it will affect the entire state of New York in the darkness.

In the face of disaster, some people will always expose their true nature, and if this scope is expanded to the entire state of New York, it will be an even greater disaster for kind-hearted people.

Even though the police departments in various cities have taken action, they are inexperienced and find it difficult to withstand such large-scale unrest.

There was smashing, looting, and burning everywhere, and there were screams, shouts, and wails everywhere!!

This is a carnival for the scum. They smash up shops and banks, steal money, and enjoy the last moment of fun.

Even in New York.

Some doomsday people have already proposed their final theory of life!!

"There won't be such good luck this time, and New York is doomed."

"Hahaha!!"

"This money is all mine."

"Enjoy everything before you die!"

Crazy.

These guys are completely crazy.

They didn't want to retreat to the safe zone at all, they just stayed in this dark New York. Everything in the darkness belonged to them.

This is the most "simple" idea of these bastards, and it's really rubbish.

"hurry up!"

"People in front of you, don't stop, hurry up!!"

"Get that broken car out of the way and try your best to maintain order."

Everything was being done in the dark, and old George was holding a trumpet in his hand and roaring at the top of his lungs over and over again.

no.

This speed is simply not possible.

The evacuating team was obviously trying its best to speed up, but as the chaos intensified in the darkness.

The road leading to the safety point was now crowded with more people, vehicles, and a lot of crying and noise.

Even though the New York Police Department is working hard to direct, more and more people are stopping.

Wrapped in the darkness of New York, hearing that everything was heading towards chaos, more people wanted to give up.

"Why!"

"Get everyone moving."

"No matter what we do, we can't stay in New York anymore."

Old George obviously knew the seriousness of the problem.

He shouted on the police station's internal communication channel that he wanted his police officers to cooperate and that more New Yorkers must be taken away.

Because once the chaos really starts, the people who stay in this city and are affected will definitely end up in a very bad way.

"Gwen..."

Old George, holding a loudspeaker, looked at the fleeing crowd and suddenly thought of his daughter.

Before leaving, he had made it very clear that Gwen would go to the nearest safe spot to wait for him.

Last time!

absolute!!

This time is the last time.

After tonight, no matter what... Old George secretly vowed in his heart that he would retire early.

And at this moment.

"Hey, Mr. Director, what are you talking about?!"

A very familiar voice.

This was a sound that he could never forget even in his dreams, and it suddenly appeared behind old George.

"!!"

Old George only felt his head buzzing.

"W-Walong!!"

"You, why are you here!!"

Just for a moment.

Director George felt his whole body stiffen, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"Ha ha!"

"You seem surprised. I thought you missed me very much."

It was Valon who appeared on the NYPD's retreat route!

"..."

No one would miss you, bastard!

Director George stared at Vallon warily.

Such a familiar posture, still wearing a crisp suit, with a black gold cane on the ground, a graceful look, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

How could this relaxed posture look like a wanted criminal meeting the Commissioner of the New York Police Department?!

Everything is so natural, but the boss of the Black Hand is still so arrogant!!

It's like...

The last time we met...

No, I can't mention the last time, that was the beginning of all nightmares.

"Sir, sir!!"

"Something big happened, you, look at those thugs!!"

"No, they are..."

"Black, black hands!!!"

And just when Director George was stunned by Vallon's sudden appearance.

From the communicator inside the police station, the frightened shouts of the police officers came.

"Don't move, Wallon!!"

"What did you and your men do?!"

Director George felt something bad immediately and took out his gun as quickly as possible. Old George didn't know whether this little gun was useful against Wallon.

But this undoubtedly shows his attitude.

"Don't be so panicked!!"

"I'm just standing here, not moving."

Wallon looked at old George with a smile, starting from when they first arrived in this new world.

After the first few robberies and kidnappings of the Mafia organization, Director George has been chasing them.

Speaking of which, he is the most familiar person in this new world.

But since Tony was kidnapped in New York last time, they haven't seen each other for a while.

Although Director George has issued a wanted order against the Mafia organization, there are too many problems involved in the rebuilding of New York.

So much so that the New York Police Department had no way to truly hunt down the Black Hand organization, which undoubtedly deprived Valon and the others of a lot of fun.

"As for my men..."

"Of course I am contributing to New York and helping you evacuate the crowd."

Hearing Vallon say this, Director George immediately realized something was wrong.

"hurry up!"

"Move slowly, hurry up!"

"Shoot, shoot, see who is faster than the bullet!"

Not far away!

Just a little ahead of the road, the voices of the Black Hand trio came.

It was still a familiar voice. The information about important members of the Black Hand organization was as familiar to Director George as if it was imprinted in his mind.

Zhou, Lasu, and Ah Fen, he would remember these three guys no matter what.

And at this time.

The Black Hand trio is active among the evacuated people!!

"Da da da!!"

Not only that.

The guns in their hands spit out tongues of fire.

Each of the three people has a Sig Sauer M17!!

This is a little toy that Typhoid Mary gave to Zhou and the others. In fact, they are having a lot of fun playing with it now.

The people who were hesitating in the darkness finally encountered the light. Anyone who dared to stop escaping would be immediately given a "surprise easter egg."

"Ahhhhh!"

"Help, help, mom!!"

"Where are the people from the police station, the military..."

"Run quickly, we're killing people!!"

The effect is extremely outstanding.

People who had just given up on evacuating, their first reaction when encountering a terrorist attack was to run away screaming.

With the sound of panic rising one after another in the darkness, everyone's retreat speeded up.

after all……

Under the threat of life, everyone wanted to use all their strength to escape.

"Wow!"

"I knew people's potential was endless."

"No need to thank me!"

Vallon looked at the people of New York who were "running" again, and then looked at the mafia organization's ever-increasing [Ruby].

Said to Director George with great satisfaction.

In fact.

can have such outstanding effects.

It's not just the Black Hand trio, but somewhere else in the darkness.

Darkness that was even richer than darkness appeared, and those shadows turned into human forms. The ninjas who emerged from the Shadow Kingdom were faithfully executing Valon's orders.

"Ahhh!"

Scream!

The game of cat and mouse has begun, as long as you run slowly!

You will be dragged into the nightmare by the shadow soldiers!!

At this moment!

People in New York finally understand!

In the face of fear, everyone is unleashing their potential. Now no one wants to stop and miss the beauty of New York!

Um!

The evacuation work that had given the New York Police Department a headache seemed to have gone much smoothly all of a sudden.

"Sir!!"

"I, what should we do now!!"

In the police station's communication channel, the shocked police officers asked Old George about his next course of action!