boom!

A gangster was thrown from the third floor, and the glass shards caused pedestrians to get out of the way.

There are really not many people who dare to cause trouble like this in New York these days. Sure enough, after a while, two patrol policemen rushed over. At this time, Tombstone left shirtless, wearing bandages and a suit.

Come down.

It is late autumn now, and New York is very cold at this time. But not only does Tombstone not feel cool at all, but it is full of sweat.

Damn it, if he doesn't find those two women quickly, he will be finished. Can you not be in a hurry?

"Stop!" The two patrol policemen were originally looking after the unlucky man who was thrown from the third floor, but when they saw Tombstone leading someone out, they immediately stopped him.

The tombstone stopped.

If in the past, the policeman dared to do this to him, he would definitely kill him with his backhand. But... that can't be done now.

If he dares to attack the police in broad daylight, Kai will fly over in the next second and kill him with an axe.

Not worth it, not worth it.

The gangs in New York have adapted to the new era a long time ago. Because those who can't adapt have died.

"Did you drop him?!

"The patrol policeman is also very reckless and doesn't care that the other person is a tombstone.

Tombstone chewed his cigar, stared at the policeman with fierce eyes, and uttered one word angrily: "No!"

The police immediately asked the victim who was still conscious: "Did he drop you?"

The two policemen have already touched the pistols on their waists. Once the other party confirms, they will immediately take down the tombstone.

Tombstone held a cigar in his mouth and looked at the unfortunate guy coldly.

The guy hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I fell down myself..."

"Hmph!" The tombstone didn't bother to say anything. Isn't it embarrassing enough?

But the boy next to the tombstone shouted to the police: "Officer, is it illegal to look at the scenery from up there?"

"Yes! Who knows how he fell."

A bunch of gangsters seem to be arrogant and talking nonsense to the police, but in fact, for Tombstone, this is nothing. A few years ago, which policeman would have dared to stop him?

Thinking of this, the tombstone feels sad.

Damn, I was an ordinary person before and was afraid of the police.

Now he has been transformed into a superman, and he is so afraid of the police.

Isn’t this a waste of time for undergoing transformation?

"Fake!"

In just one day, Tombstone contacted more than a dozen gang leaders in New York, large and small, and asked them to identify the two women's information.

The result is naturally impossible to gain.

Who the hell would recognize Liz when she was dressed like that?

As for Case, he was even more confused.

She has been staying in the sewer.

No one on the ground knew her at all.

So the tombstone seemed very agitated, so... the scene just happened.

Returning to his old lair, Tombstone became even more agitated.

"Get out! Get out of here, everyone! Find those two women! If you can't find them, don't come back!"

The boys immediately dispersed.

This guy is on top and doesn't care if you are his little brother or not.

As for whether you can find those two women...if you can't find them, don't come back. Why come back? Play Russian roulette? Bet on who will be lucky enough not to be killed by a tombstone?

What Tombstone didn't know was that just when he was looking for Liz and Keith everywhere.

The two of them are also looking for tombstones.

"Are you sure?" Keith was eating pizza and looking at his old friend Molotov with wide eyes.

"Why should I lie to you? Now even the people in the sewers know that Tombstone is looking for you everywhere." Molotov was Case's friend in the sewers.

He was originally assigned to a welfare institution to help him reintegrate into society.

Unfortunately, Molotov did not want to return to the surface, so he escaped and continued to live in the sewers.

In fact, there is no shortage of people escaping reality in the sewers.

No, in just a few days, the area where Molotov was located once again formed a settlement. There is no way, New York is never short of frustrated people.

And Molotov also started his old business as a broker.

The sewers may seem dirty, but in fact they contain a lot of noise. For example, many sewer residents work as beggars, and many of them do illegal things, such as stealing, robbing, and the like.

Their stolen goods will also be sold below.

Of course, some information will also be circulated in the sewers.

These sewer residents come from a variety of sources and come into contact with many people. Sometimes they can actually receive some information that others cannot.

No, Molotov received news that many people above were looking for Keith.

"Ha! That's great. We thought of going together."

Keith jumped up happily.

They are worried about what to do next.

I didn’t expect that the big white guy was not dead!

Simply great.

"Hey! Case, this is no joke! The big boss behind the tombstone is Kingpin! You can't mess with him!"

"Kingpin?"

Liz tilted her head and looked at Keith, another name she had never heard of.

The past few days have been an eye-opener for Liz. She never knew that there were people living in the sewers. Not only were there people living in them, but they had even formed small communities. There was an order here that was different from that on the ground.

And there are monsters in the sewers.

There were more than a dozen kinds of monsters that Case told her about, and many of them even had videos.

For example, vampires, shapeshifters, lizardmen, werewolves, etc.

Liz had always thought that they were just legends.

I didn't expect it to be true.

What she didn't expect was that the New York police also fought with those monsters and eliminated them.

Could it be that the reason New York is able to function normally is because the New York police have been carrying a heavy load?

It is they who help the people of New York fight those monsters in the dark.

This made Liz feel a lot better about the New York police.

Now I have come into contact with gangsters again...it's so exciting!

Liz felt that in just a few days, she had encountered more things than she had experienced in the previous ten years!

Only now did she understand how dangerous and thrilling the real world was.

But Liz is not very afraid...maybe it's her father's blood?

“Who was the Kingpin?”

Molotov looked at Liz who asked this question: "This girl is...she doesn't seem like someone who should stay here."

The people on the ground and the residents in the sewers have completely different rules of life. The difference between them is very obvious. It is not that there is any difference on the surface. Everyone has one nose and two eyes. There is no difference. But the kind of people who bathe in the sun

The smell can't fool a sewer dweller.

It's hard to describe that kind of thing, but every sewer dweller can easily tell who is his own and who is the one above ground.

"She is my partner! We will live together from now on!" Keith happily introduced: "Her name is Liz!"

Molotov looked at Liz and endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back: "Keith... this is no joke. It's not like you don't know what kind of people are in the sewers. She is not suitable."

Here, let her go back."

The sewer seems to be a self-contained place, but in fact, the people here are scum, scum, drug addicts, and losers. When it comes to good people, Molotov himself doesn't think he is a good person, let alone other people.

Liz shouldn't be here.

Just live well in the sunshine, okay?

Liz stood up at this time: "My father is an arms dealer. The illegal kind."
To be continued...