The car drove quickly and temporarily escaped from danger. The man holding the gun relaxed and immediately turned back to the seat. The pistol also escaped from Jiang Hao's neck.

Jiang Hao looked through the rearview mirror and the guy looked pale. He just saw that the man was shot. Moreover, there were no bullets in his gun. He was pressed against Jiang Hao's neck, just a bluff.

The man slowly closed his eyes and tilted his body on the seat. He didn't know if he was dead or fainted, but Jiang Hao did not stop, but continued to walk forward. After about ten minutes, he came to a remote river in Manhattan.

Jiang Hao got out of the car, checked the man's condition, and confirmed that he had fallen into a coma. He pulled the man down and threw him next to him, looking at the bloody leather seat, broken car glass, and several gun holes in the buttocks of the car. Jiang Hao knew that he was going to change the car.

Jiang Hao looked at the man, who was about one or eighty meters tall, about thirty years old, with a deep eye socket and a short beard.

He just checked his situation and was shot in the back and hit the lungs. In this case, even if he was sent to the hospital, he was unsuccessful. Looking at the man, Jiang Hao's mind turned around. After about a minute or two, Jiang Hao found that the man's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

If you don't take action, you will die.

Take out a few silver needles from the space, take off the man's shirt, pull him up and sit cross-legged, and quickly take action, and put a few needles on his back and chest. The wound that was originally bleeding from the man immediately stopped bleeding.

Jiang Hao returned to the car, looked in the rearview mirror, took out the mask from the space and put on makeup. After two or three minutes, Jiang Hao had already become the middle-aged handsome Stark.

Get off the car and come to the man's side. He took out two more silver needles and quickly pierced them on the man's head. At the same time, he inputted a stream of spiritual power. The man's body suddenly shook, just like a fish about to die of thirst suddenly got a sip of water. He took a breath and opened his eyes to look at Jiang Hao.

The man found that his body could not move, and looked at the silver needle stuck on his body. He was surprised and said weakly: "You saved me?"

"No, you are just awakening for the time being, and the bullet is still in your body. I guess you will be able to see God in a few minutes." Jiang Hao said calmly.

The man blinked his eyelids with difficulty, and said slowly with a gloomy face, "Actually, I have thought of this ending for a long time. I have killed many people and done many bad things, and I will die at the gun of others."

The man's head was lowered, as if he had no more nostalgia for the world.

"Do you have any regrets?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Pity"

The man murmured.

"Everyone has regrets, and of course I have. I used to love a woman deeply, and now, and maybe forever, but I ruined that love with my own hands and forced her to wipe out her. When she said she wanted to leave me and go to Hollywood, I couldn't help but feel anger in my heart."

"My Deborah, I will never see her again, let alone take care of her."

Jiang Hao felt that the name sounded familiar and asked, "What's your name?"

The man raised his head with difficulty, looked at Jiang Hao, and said, "I'm almost dead, is there any need?"

"Do you want to have a tombstone, or do you want me to abandon your corpse in the wilderness, or simply throw it into the Hudson River to feed the fish?" Jiang Hao said.

The man looked up at Jiang Hao deeply, and finally said, "My name is Robert, they all call me noodles, who are you?"

Hearing this name, Jiang Hao finally confirmed that conjecture, it was really him.

"My name is Tony Stark."

Noodles looked at the man in front of me and said with difficulty. "Please give me to my brothers after I die. They will help me collect it. I hope I can be buried by my brothers."

The noodles breathed a little unstable. It probably took a few minutes to last. He already felt his life passing by. Perhaps his brothers had experienced this feeling when they died. This time it was finally his turn.

"Don't you want to take care of Deborah by yourself?" Jiang Hao said.

"I, take care of myself? Haha, I know my situation and I'm going to die. I already feel the god of death calling me." Noodle said.

"No, you still have a chance. I can save you, but you need to agree to my conditions." Jiang Hao said in a calm tone.

"Can you save me, are you an angel?"

“I never become an angel.”

Noodles looked at Jiang Hao's eyes, his gaze was already blurred, and he said with difficulty: "That's the devil. Is this a devil's exchange condition?"

"You can think so."

The noodles paused for a few seconds, and suddenly the will to survive shot out in their eyes and said, "Okay, I promised you all the conditions. Even if I sell my soul to you, I am unwilling to accept it. I still want to meet Deborah, and I still want to protect her. Although she has become sophisticated, she is still a lonely and helpless woman."

The noodles seemed to have used all their strength in these few words. After shouting, his consciousness became more and more blurred. Then he saw that the man took out a yellow thing and pressed it on his back all of a sudden, and then he lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, noodle suddenly woke up and looked around hard. This was not a paradise or a hospital. This was a hotel room, and he was lying on the bed.

He looked at himself and was still wearing the suit. Everything on his body was exactly the same as before he had an accident, but he immediately found that there was a lot of blood on his suit. He took off his clothes, and there was also a hole on it, which was shot out by a bullet.

Yes, I was shot before.

Who is that man? He saved himself, and he said his name is Tony Stark.

He didn't believe that there were demons in the world, but he knew that that man had indeed rescued himself from the God of Death. If it weren't for him, he would have been cold now and was put in a coffin. Perhaps his brothers would stand around and see him off.

I don’t know if Deborah will be sad if she knows her death. No, it shouldn’t be. She should still hate herself.

Noodle was thinking for a while, and stood up and walked to the bathroom, took off his blood-stained shirt, and found that his body was covered with blood scabs, but there should have been a bullet hole behind him, but now there is only a shallow scar left.

Are there really gods and devils in this world?

At this moment, his thoughts were messy.

But then he thought that he had agreed to the devil's conditions and sold everything to him, including his soul, that man wanted to do things for him, and he didn't know what to do.

He probably came to find himself.

I looked at the wound again, moved my body, and found that everything was fine. Noodles came to the phone in the room, looked at the cards placed next to me, and knew where I was in the hotel.

I picked up the phone and dialed a number. After the phone rang twice, someone picked it up and answered it.

"Who is it?" asked the person on the other end of the phone anxiously.

"Jarden, don't talk, listen to me." Noodle said.

The other end of the phone was silent.

"Come here yourself, drive in the car, and wait for me downstairs at the McKinsey Hotel." Noodles said.

After putting down the phone, Noodles called the hotel again and said, "Send me a suit and shirt, my size is xx."

Then he took off all his body, walked into the bathroom barefoot, washed away all the blood stains in warm water. When he saw the scars behind him again in the mirror, his shock was still unspeakable. Is there really a devil in this world?

Maybe, there is.

If you talk about it, what you did before should indeed go to hell.

"Dingdong,"

The doorbell rang.

Noodles picked up their wallet and walked to the door barely. After opening the door, the waiter was startled. He didn't expect that the customer was not wearing any clothes at all. He held the suit and shirt in his hand and said stutteringly: "First, sir, this is the clothes you want."

"How much?"

“Total $85.”

He took out a hundred pieces of noodles and handed them over, "The rest is your tip." Then he took the clothes from the waiter and closed the door.

After changing his clothes, packing the blood-stained clothes in a bag, he looked down from the window, and saw Jaden's car waiting below and leaving the room. When he walked to the trash can, the noodles stuffed the clothes in, and then he left the hotel casually.

Jaden saw the noodles with excitement in his eyes. Just as he was about to get out of the car, the noodles raised his hand to stop him, and opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, "Drive, go to the manor."

The car started to drive quickly, Jaden looked at the noodles and asked in surprise: "Boss, some people said that you were ambushed and shot several times on your body. We were very worried and searched for you everywhere, but now you don't look like you are injured at all."

The noodles were silent for a moment and said, "I was not injured." Then they stopped talking.

Back at the manor, Noodles gathered their subordinates and issued a series of orders. That night, a fierce gunfight occurred in a district in the city of New York, and the boss of a small New York gang was beaten to death at home.

the next day,

The manor phone rang, Jaden picked it up and answered, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'll look for noodles."

Hearing someone calling him the nickname, Jaden said unhappily: "Who are you?"

"Tell him, my name is Stark."

Jaden quickly reported to the noodles. When he heard the name Stark, the noodles felt a trembling heart. He waved his hand and asked Jaden to leave, picked up the phone and whispered: "It's me."

"I'm waiting for you by the Hudson River, you should know the location." said the man on the other end of the phone.

"Know."

"Come here alone."

"OK."

For that mysterious man, noodle was filled with great curiosity and fear, because the other side of the mystery was awe.

He drove into the car by himself and soon arrived at the riverside location where he was treated. Although he was dying at the time, he still knew where it was.

From a distance, he saw a car parked by the river. A man stood by the river, looking at the scenery in the distance, parked the car next to him, took a deep breath, opened the car door and got out, and walked to the person.

The man turned around and saw the familiar and unfamiliar face again. He was a very handsome middle-aged man with short beards under his jaw, his eyes were very sharp, and he was holding a cigar in his mouth.

"You're here."

“Yes Mr. Stark.”

"Do you want to fulfill your promise or repent?" Jiang Hao asked.

"I chose to fulfill my promise, what do you want me to do?" Noodle said.

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Then from now on, you will be my subordinate. I want to form a gang, the largest gang in New York."

The noodles were stunned and said, "That's not easy."
To be continued...