"Whew~ I'm exhausted!" After returning home, Lance lay directly on the bed after taking a shower and wearing a pair of underwear, stretched a big lazy waist, and then pressed his head with a pillow.
He felt that he had been working too hard lately, running around all day, and the thought of those troublesome things made Lance's heart feel depressed.
Sighed, then rolled over on the bed and planned to get a good night's sleep.
Just a few minutes after lying down, Lance's ears jerked, and he heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from outside the windowsill.
The footsteps were so light that they couldn't be heard without listening carefully, but Lance caught them keenly.
At this time, the Tom cat also sat up, jumped to the windowsill with all four limbs, opened the window and looked at it, and then whispered twice.
After noticing Tom's actions, Lance also sat up a little puzzled, and fixed his eyes on the brown rat it was talking to?
"Squeak!"
The dancing brown rat didn't care about the dazed Lance, and kept talking to Tom, and Tom's expression became more and more angry, and Lance couldn't understand the situation for a while.
The brown rat lingered on the windowsill for a moment, and after reporting the information, disappeared along the wall.
"What's the situation? Can you still have a relationship with a mouse as a cat? Lance was a little surprised, but he remembered that Tom Cat was very disgusted with rats.
There are simply not too many mice that have died at its hands.
As if thinking the question was stupid, Tom glanced at Lance with disdain.
"When you were fooling around, I had almost ruled the sewers in Harlem. Lance
was stunned again, Harlem sewers?
"Why are you only telling me now?"
Tom, who heard this, looked a little annoyed and stretched out his claws to scratch Lance's arm fiercely.
[You still blame me?] How long have we been moving in? You're either out on a mission or fooling around, who has time to mind your business? You think I'm just like you?
Lance pouted, Tom's temper getting worse and worse, but this did not dare to say in front of it, it was small-minded.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, but why did that little mouse come to you?" Lance quickly apologized, and Tom only needed to coax the anger a little to dissipate.
Tom did not answer immediately, but glanced out the window, and after making sure that the partition wall had no ears, it whispered: [By the way, I forgot to tell you something, the day you went out before, the time the female came to you to save Stark, someone was observing you from a distance, and he was coming at you.
"At me? Do I know?
Tom nodded and shook his head.
[Well, that man is blind, but he is extremely agile, and he can fly and walk on walls, and the brown rats sometimes can't catch up with him, but his place of residence and activity area have been determined, just in Hell's Kitchen, and at night he will change into a red uniform and go out to punish those gangsters. ]
After listening to Tom's words, Lance fell into deep thought.
Blind, good at it, walking on walls, fighting crime...
Groove!
Daredevil? Hell's Kitchen Cannon King, Lawyer Ma!
But he knew that person, at the beginning of this year, there was a legend of a demon in Hell's Kitchen, and he was active in Hell's Kitchen at night.
And his whereabouts are uncertain, as long as he is targeted, it is basically impossible to escape.
It is fortunate to be knocked unconscious and thrown at the door of the police station, and it is simply the norm for unlucky people to break a few ribs or something.
Lance's gaze became cold, there should be no connection between himself and him, why would he suddenly look for himself?
And how did he know he lived here?
The more he didn't understand, Lance no longer continued to entangle, anyway, there was no conflict between the two, if it was safe, he would definitely come to find himself.
[Besides, my little brother just said that they were beaten by a few turtles and asked me to go and get back to the field!]
Tom Cat's words immediately stunned Lance for a few seconds, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha! The rat was beaten by a turtle, and this is the funniest joke I've heard this year! Hahaha..." Lance almost broke out with laughter, and finally lay on the bed with his stomach covered and trembling with laughter.
Tom looked at him angrily, as if he wanted to pounce and bite Lance to death.
After laughing enough, Lance rubbed his somewhat stiff cheeks, then looked at Tom Cat and asked, "What do those turtles look like?" I'll help you catch it and keep it at home? Tom
turned to look at Lance, his eyes full of disbelief, obviously still worried about Lance making fun of him just now. He snorted, turned his back to Lance and lay on the bed, seemingly ignoring him.
Lance shook his head with a smile, it didn't seem to be a particularly serious matter, otherwise Tom would have exploded long ago, and there would be no effort to fight with him.
Seeing this looking Tom cat, Lance lay back on the bed, covered the quilt, and went to sleep.
A dreamless night.
Early the next morning, Lance was forcibly woken up by Max.
"Lazy pig! Hurry up and get up for breakfast!
"Oh..." The
reluctant Lance finally got up lazily and looked at the Tom cat who was still sleeping soundly next to him, Lance couldn't help but reach out and touch its soft fluff before turning around and getting out of bed to wash.
Lance, who had packed up his personal hygiene, came downstairs and smelled a strong smell of food.
When he walked to the restaurant, he looked at the breakfast on the table, and suddenly had an appetite, and Tom, who also smelled the smell, also ran down at this time, squatting on the table and waiting for Max to prepare food for it.
Tom, who was like a starving ghost reincarnated, was crazy to cook, and Lance, who glanced at Max, was quite speechless: "If you eat like this, sooner or later you will burst your belly."
However, Tom didn't bother to deal with him and continued to nibble on his chicken breast.
It wasn't until half an hour later that the breakfast was finished, it was still early, and he had a lot to do today.
Buying cell phones, replacement phone cards and driver's licenses, all of which were destroyed in the explosion, he planned to buy clothes, which became almost disposable items, either blown up or torn apart, and could not be worn again.
Idle is also idle, and the beautiful landlord Damiani has nothing to do at this time.
So Lance called her to go shopping with herself, women, the love of shopping is innate and will never change.
After waiting for her to draw a beautiful makeup and change into a purple dress, Lance drove his second-hand Camaro to Times Square with two beautiful women, one big and one small.
As for where is Tom? It doesn't really matter.
The distance from Harlem to Times Square is not far, it will be about twenty minutes away.
Although his car looks a little out of place.
However, in the envious eyes of passers-by, Lance is still very proud to walk between Damiani and Max, and the feeling of being accompanied by beautiful women is simply amazing, which is really a very pleasant thing.
Lance, who thought that he could simply buy a few clothes and leave, did not expect what happened later.
Himself became a ruthless fitting machine.
Damiani and Max were dazzled by the variety of clothes and shoes they chose from.
"Wow! It's so beautiful! Lance couldn't help but marvel.
Damiani wore a white lace shirt with a V-shaped design at the neckline, revealing her snow-white skin, setting off her tall and slender, the two buttons on her chest were casually open, revealing two clouds of pink and snow-white, which looked bloody, and a pair of tight jeans underneath, highlighting her perfect body.
"Do you like it?" The smiling Damiani turned to look at Lance.
"Like, like it very much!" Lance didn't hesitate to hesitate on his appreciation, not noticing Max's constant rolling eyes next to him.
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