Chapter 29 Courage and Weakness (I asked Zhui to read this chapter but accidentally wrote too much,

Chapter 29 Courage and Weakness (please read it ~ I accidentally overwrote this chapter and it has 4,000 words)

Glass shards exploded, slicing Ericon's face, and the heating pipe opened a small gap due to the small explosion.

The hot gas rushed directly into Ericon's face. The air flow burned him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes and half of his face was burning.

"The grass is really evil."

When he remembered to check on Rigaodo, he saw that Rigaodo had fallen to the ground.

This shot must have affected his accuracy, but it wasn't that far off. It hit Li Gaoduo's thigh squarely, causing blood to flow profusely.

"Ah - you little bastard" Ligaoduo fell to the ground clutching his wound, disappointed and painful.

"You asked for this." Ericon looked at Ligaodo rolling on the ground and loaded his gun again.

However, he couldn't fire the last shot for a long time - he suddenly remembered the good stuff given to him by the gang members.

They were a few small blue pills. When the elder brother gave him something, he patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely:

"This job is difficult to a certain extent. If you think you can't do it anymore, take this. We all call this courage pill. It's too expensive.

By the way, come one by one, we brothers have never experienced that kind of treatment together. "

Ericon put the pills into his mouth without hesitation, and his eyes were spinning instantly.

He saw naked beauties surrounding him, he saw gangsters bowing their heads around him, and he saw endless drinks everywhere.

He saw piles of blue "courage" piled in front of him. He had a tong in his hand, which was used to take the ice cream. He didn't know why he used this.

He took a pill and was about to put it to his mouth when he suddenly heard Ligaoduo's voice.

"Dad?" Ericon said inarticulately, "I'm so happy to see you - you are such a coward, please have some courage to make up for it."

boom!

Ericon handed the pill to Rigaudeau, and then handed one to himself.

I just don’t know why his dad makes so much noise when he takes pills.

"It's really good, Dad, it's really good. You should have tried to have some courage."

boom!

The farce ended in the afternoon.

The NYPD finally cleared the case for the owner who was killed by a toothpick - surveillance footage captured Bullseye committing the murder on the street.

Moreover, Bullseye is a career criminal. He has been fished out many times, which also means that he has been arrested many times. Now many unsolved cases have new clues.

This is also thanks to Lille's surveillance, because the bullseye under the dump truck can no longer identify the face. Without surveillance, no one can identify the perpetrator.

This street murder was eventually determined to be an organized crime within the NYPD. Kingpin's name may not have been discovered, but people knew there must be such a person.

What is dramatic is that the feared Toothpick Killer, who was so arrogant that he chased and killed legal citizens on the street, was killed by a dump truck of the United Construction Company for running a red light.

The only ones responsible for this were the speeding and overloaded dump truck that day, and the United Construction Company behind it.

"The NYPD also found several bodies in other places that night - these were real gang members.

Stealing cars and stealing electricity. They are all petty thieves with criminal records. It seems that they were dealt with within the gang - do you have any clues? "

Matt read the summary in a relaxed mood—he too was now wearing some bandages.

Unlike Lille, all the life detection devices are on and still breathing oxygen.

"Well, I guess someone asked them to cut the surveillance power supply line, but after they did it, they found that it was of no use."

Leal answered Matt's question - the backup power supply line for monitoring was newly buried by him.

The gang's technicians were only half-hearted and did not consider this possibility.

"Then I have to say, as a security consulting company, Bloom Company has already established a reputation. I guess you will be able to move out soon."

"Ahem!"

In another bed in the ward, old man Ligao Duo coughed a few times.

He escaped with his life - he was shot in the thigh and face, but was quickly saved by the tenants who arrived.

But Erican died - he collapsed at home. The forensic examination showed that he took highly hallucinogenic drugs and committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

It's unbelievable, but it's not impossible for someone who is using highly stimulating chemically synthesized drugs for the first time. Someone who is high may even hang himself, not to mention that the kid is holding a gun.

"Don't worry." Lille smiled, "Mr. Rigaudeau, if I don't move away, at least I have to pay back the money my mother owes you, right?

Where's John? How is he doing? "

Skye on the side said immediately: "Well, his condition is indeed not good, but if he is treated in time, he may have sequelae in his lungs and throat, but fortunately he will not die.

Although the voice may be a little hoarse in the future. "

The so-called timely rescue is not the hospital ambulance, but the passing property owners.

Thanks to his reputation in physics, he was saved by a passing taxi driver. The driver's promise that he would send John to the hospital in time is still imprinted in Skye's mind.

According to the doctor, if John had been a few dozen seconds later, even if John could wake up, the lack of oxygen in his brain would have left permanent and serious sequelae.

"But I guess he must not be feeling well right now - Anthony is taking care of him, and the guy is singing every day now and teaching Little John to sing along."

"Then he really won't be in a good mood."

In the ward, everyone suddenly laughed.

Sheriff George Stacy on the side also smiled slightly when he saw this scene.

I don't know why, but there is a feeling of vitality around this kid.

He put on his police hat and said: "Since the heroes of Clinton District have woken up, I will leave first. On behalf of the entire NYPD, I would like to express my gratitude to you, or you.

Finally, Mr. Rigaudeau, we checked your case back then and found that that guy is indeed related to the ‘underworld Taibo’ who is now re-opening the case.

We still cannot confirm that your wife's death is related to that person, but your sentence is indeed too severe, and the NYPD will go through the process to issue compensation to you. "

Rigaodo snorted twice, as if he didn't care about the police - even the police chief.

However, his increasingly moist eyes indicated that he was not at peace inside.

"Then, I'll leave first. This case involved will keep us busy for a long time."

"Go slow, Chief Stacey -- thank you so much for everything you do for Hell's Kitchen."

"It's you who you should thank."

George took a deep look at Lille - his ideas had changed somewhat on this young man.

After the police chief left, Lille suddenly asked: "So, Mr. Rigaudeau, what happened back then?"

Ligaoduo closed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "Some old things that are not worth mentioning, I used to have a bad temper, and I would fight with gangs for other people.

Then one day, while I was not at home, a guy rushed into the apartment and killed her.

The tenants were unwilling to testify and moved out one after another, so I had to take matters into my own hands - and because of this, I was jailed, Ericon."

No need for Ligaoduo to continue telling what happened next, everyone can guess it.

After finishing speaking, Rigaudeau turned over: "I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me."

The ward fell silent for a moment, but it was closer to tranquility than silence.

“The only way the bad guys can succeed is if the good guys stand by and do nothing.”

Lyer was lying on the hospital bed, feeling that this result was worthy of the previous efforts - if he had not intervened, maybe things would be very different now.

The blindfolded NYPD will roam Hell's Kitchen, where residents hate the police and gangs at the same time, but dare not resist under the threat of law and violence.

Kingpin grew bigger day by day, and Hell's Kitchen served as his first springboard. He was stepped on to the lowest level of Kingpin's gang empire and could never stand up.

What made him most fortunate was that Mr. Rigaudeau survived.

Rigaodo once used that gun to fight gangsters and avenge his wife; now his son wants to use that gun to work for gangsters and kill his father.

Maybe this is a symbolic turn - the gangster boy died, and the one who survived was Rigaudeau, who was still willing to help others even after encountering these things.

Even Lady Luck is on their side - although Leal believes he should be in control, he admits that everything requires a bit of luck.

Lille felt sorry for Mr. Rigodo, but he had no regrets and no guilt for the boy's death.

After a while, Matt and Skye went back to work, and Mr. Gaudo fell asleep quietly in the room.

Only Maya was left sitting next to Lear - she had not spoken just now because what she wanted to say was different from the atmosphere.

"Mom, I know what you want to say, but don't you think it's all worth it?"

Maya smiled distressedly and stroked the hair on Lear's forehead with one hand: "Son, that's why I didn't say anything. You have grown up."

Lear took off his respirator and sat up straight. He looked at the wrinkles on his mother's face and said, "Mom, believe me, we can live in a home like a hanging garden in the future - everyone has a share.

Just quit your job in Chinatown and I'll arrange a new job for you. "

Maya smiled and scratched Lille's nose with her hand: "Is it a hanging garden?

When I was a kid, I thought about it. Before I came to the United States, I thought everyone here had a house like that.

It's up to you - I'll resign tomorrow. "

"Then you can keep thinking, and it will come true one day." Lear shrugged, "Mom, can you help me check on John's condition?"

"Of course, you have a good rest."

There was no one in the room soon. Lille opened the quilt and took out all the instruments on his body.

He sent Maya away for a reason--there were new findings from the surveillance.

Jin Bin's envoy came.

Lille deliberately found an empty ward to wait.

The person responsible for coming forward to talk to Lear was a man in a suit. The standard template of the imaginary Wall Street elite was a bit samey for Lear.

Apparently this was just a sounding board and not even associated with United Construction.

The man in the suit got right to the point: "My boss invites you to build a career with us, without having to fight each other."

"Okay." Leal nodded, "He has already integrated the parts south of West 34th Street, north of West 57th Street and east of Eighth Avenue, so I don't care.

But for the land within this range, I can buy it back at a price 10% higher than the cost price to help him regain his health. "

"This is impossible. You don't understand the situation. You just got lucky this time."

"No, it's because you didn't understand the situation." Lear shook his head, "It's impossible for him to start construction on this place."

The person in charge of the conversation shook his head regretfully: "It seems there is no need to talk - but I believe you will change your mind soon."

After saying that, the man in the suit turned around and left.

Lear took a deep look at his back and said, "He will soon change his mind - and you will soon have the only change in your life."

The man in the suit ignored Lear at all, walked all the way back to his car, and motioned to the driver to start.

As far away as United Construction Company, reporters gathered around here in circles - after all, this incident truly proved that the company did not protect workers' rights and interests enough.

What's more, this car accident also involves the latest statement of the NYPD.

Jin Bin was irritated, but his face didn't show it at all. He walked out of the back door and walked into his luxury car.

"Is that what he said? You have the guts."

After receiving the news, Kingpin's tone was cold - since this boy felt that luck would always be on his side.

The car drove into Hell's Kitchen and passed through one intersection after another. Lille planned to cut across from him, but that was impossible.

He just needs to continue to find those local gangs and let them riot, and there will always be gains.

But

As soon as the car exited the intersection, a loaded dump truck rushed straight towards the extended car!

beep beep beep——

呲--

The piercing sound of the horn can almost shatter people's eardrums, and the brakes drag a long black mark on the ground!

But the car never stops!

boom!

In the end, the dump truck did not crush the car into a photo like before, but it actually hit the front half of the extended car.

Just this bump caused the car to spin half a circle!

"Damn it! How are you driving!" Kingpin looked up and saw his driver trapped in the twisted driver's seat. The smell of engine oil mixed with blood was disgusting.

The traffic light that was green just now is now red!

Look at the car that hit him - it was the United Construction Company!

Jin had no intention of caring about the driver who was about to die, but looked straight at the red light in the distance--

He has been warned! Just like he warned those owners with bullseye and toothpicks, he was warned by the same tactics!

There is no evidence, no real evidence, only the same method, a process that I can’t figure out, and more importantly,

The other party knows who he is!

At the noisy intersection, Kingpin suddenly hesitated.

Lighting a cigar, he took out his phone and dialed his subordinate: "Wesley, the person who just spoke - deal with it, we need to adjust our strategy."

Yes, he was going to give in - at least he couldn't act rashly until he figured out what was going on with this guy from Lille's evil territory.

Considering the company's current ultra-high leverage status and the problems caused by Bullseye's death that need to be solved urgently, the risk of continuing to fight is too high, so he can only choose to deal with the swallowed territory first.

As for the guy who was talking just now - no one can know that he has given in. ,

Externally - this is just a business strategy adjustment.

In the hospital, the moonlight shone through the glass on Lear's body.

"Technology is this kind of person's weakness."

New news has appeared before his eyes.

[Unstable energy is about to explode]

【Please get ready. 】