The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

Tom also nodded after listening, indicating that he remembered.

"Well, go, I don't worry if you do things, but don't be careless, I'm afraid they still have helpers, you have to be careful yourself." Lance instructed again.

[Don't worry, I'm Tom!] It won't be a problem, but I'll have to hide the gold first.

With that, Tom Cat's figure shook, jumped off his shoulder and disappeared.

Lance looked at it and smiled, fortunately he had Tom, so he didn't let these things really be troublesome, at least the completion rate of the commission he received could not reach 100%.

Five minutes later, one of the thugs piled on the ground had begun to wake up, rubbing his dim eyes and letting out a groan of pain: "Oh... Damn, my eyes, what did you beat me into? Is this a panda?

He slowly sat up and found that there were several people lying next to him and Lance, who had cold eyes in front of him, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey, hey! What are you trying to do! It's illegal, I'm telling you, I can tell you... Ah!! "

“holy shit...... Why are you hitting me?

Lance's expression remained unchanged after holding a grape and flicking it on his face: "Sorry, the hand slipped, but I didn't hold it steadily." "

As for how the grapes came about?

There was in the cab, so I took it out by the way, and I hadn't eaten at night, and I could barely pad my stomach.

"You..." The man looked at Lance angrily, but did not dare to resist more, after all, the other party knew at a glance that it was not a good stubble, could it be that he was knocked unconscious by him? What the hell is going on here?

"Say, who asked you to attack me?" Lance's tone was cold.

"I, I don't know you..." the man's tone weakened and continued: "I was about to go home from work, and then I suddenly fainted on the way, and I woke up here." Lance

stared at him coldly, staring into his eyes all the time, making him bristle, and a wave of fear welled up in his heart.

His hand was still relatively light, these people were ordinary people, so now those thugs woke up intermittently, all looking confused, and did not know what was happening.

The fat man who had been beaten by him at the beginning stood up, stepped forward and shouted at Lance.

"I don't care who asked you to kill me, since you have failed, if you tell me who ordered you, I can consider not holding you accountable, but if you are not willing to say..."

Lance said, stepping out and rushing directly in front of the man, raising his fist and smashing it towards the bridge of his nose, directly blowing his nose, blood rushing wildly, staining half of his face.

"Ugh!" The bloated man suddenly fell backwards with a scream.

"! Who are you stepping on a horse!

"Exactly! It is!

"Brothers him!"

"!"

The remaining thugs immediately got up from the ground and pounced on him.

Lance snorted coldly, again?

A minute later, the men were lying on the ground again.

"Boss! I really don't know!

"Yes, yes! I woke up and got here! "

After being beaten again, the thugs begged for mercy.

Browning, Lance touched his chin.

Could it be that these people are controlled? Sober up and forget what happened halfway? This possibility is very high.

If it is controlled, then this time the failure, the other party will definitely not give up, and will definitely continue to send people to harass themselves.

The corners of Lance's mouth rose slightly, outlining a cold arc: "Very good, since you are not willing to cooperate, then go to the dragon field to enlighten." He

had already called the police in advance, and after listening to a group of strong men of five and three thick crying for a few minutes, the police were late.

A group of people looked at the messy street lying and couldn't help but have a headache.

"Mr. Officer, we have just been attacked, please investigate the mastermind behind the scenes as soon as possible!" Lance stood up and shouted at the officer.

His voice was loud and shocked the audience.

"Of course! This is a heinous crime case, and we will definitely deal with it seriously. The officer also knew that the teenager in front of him was not just an ordinary teenager, but also a well-known person in Brooklyn and had helped them a lot.

Max had just been picked up upstairs by him and was now standing next to him.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have to move." Lance sighed, unlucky, this also has to pay the landlord a sum of money, although there is compensation from those thugs, but he has to add a sum of money.

"So where are we going?" Max was a little worried, she felt that it was not safe anywhere.

"Los Angeles? Chicago? San Francisco? Washington? It's okay, where do you want to go?

Max shook his head: "Then simply be in New York, after all, I am relatively familiar with this place."

"It's okay." Lance nodded: "Let's go, let's go up and pack up first." "

......

Suburbs of New York.

In front of the fountain at the door of a luxurious European-style villa, a burly man stood there, his eyes sharp, and his body exuded a strong fierce temper.

With his hands behind his back, he remained motionless, like a statue, silently watching his little brother press a person's head into the fountain.

"Murad, what's next?" A figure came quietly, lowering his head and not being able to see clearly.

"Don't worry." Murad said indifferently: "This is his own death, even if someone protects him, it is useless, he is just a poor boy, there is no power."

"We don't need to worry about him, we just have to wait for an opportunity, and this time we must finish him off."

"But what about Kim? He will not like the activities of foreign forces on his territory.

"Hmph!" Murad sneered: "He is him, we are us, and the Albanians are not soft persimmons to let him knead, do not need to pay attention to him ... As for that Lance, there are people nearby watching his every move, we just have to wait for the right moment. "

Murad! Not good! Someone attacked in advance! Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and a man ran over, panting.

"Someone attacked in advance?" Murad's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's right!"

"Interesting!" The corners of Murad's mouth hooked a cold arc: "In this case, we don't need to do it, but the blood debt must be paid in blood... The result?

"I don't know, those people don't know which force it is, they suddenly drove the van into his house, and then there was a fight, and those people were beaten very badly..." The man lowered his head and spoke very slowly as he described what he had observed.

"After the incident, a woman came to see him, and also came once in the afternoon."

"It seems that we are not the only ones Lance has offended! As for the woman... Find her! Murad sneered contemptuously.

We'll see, his eyes flashed with murderous aura, and then he turned to leave.