Chapter Six Hundred and Nineteen: The Murder Caused by Bragging

As night fell, New York City was brightly lit and luxurious.

A greasy middle-aged white man walked into the cafe, ordered a cup of caramel cappuccino and a plate of dim sum, and then made it to the window facing the street.

Dim street lights shrouded the street. Pedestrians came and went on the street, some in a hurry, some strolled casually, some stopped to take pictures, and the most photographed was naturally the Heifan Building across the street. The sailboat standing on the roof of the building was lit up, like a magical pirate ship sailing in the sky under the vast night.

For example, Captain Jack's Black Pearl.

Nicholas Conti was in that sailboat, strategizing and winning thousands of miles.

What is it like inside the pirate ship with black sails in his hands? No one knows that the greasy middle-aged white man is drinking coffee quietly and observing the gate of Heifeng Building.

There are more than a dozen heavily armed guards standing there, a lot of new cameras have been installed, and even the most advanced security inspection equipment has been installed. Not to mention people, I am afraid that even a bird will never want to invade.

There are two white men in the coffee shop talking about something that happened in the East.

"I saw the news that North China was hit by a terrorist attack. A high-end office building was bombed, and many people died." said a young Caucasian man wearing glasses.

"Terrorist attack? Didn't people in that country say that their country is the safest? I think it's a joke." Another older white man said, "There is no safe country in this world, and if there is, it will definitely not be." It's the country of Hua. As for the terrorist attack you mentioned, I think it should be a group of people fighting for freedom who are making their demands."

"Don't you like Huaguo?" asked the white young man wearing glasses.

"Like? Are you kidding me? I hate that country and its people." The slightly older white man said, "Today my boss told me that our company is likely to lay off employees. You know, I do soybeans Futures traders, that nasty country won’t buy our soybeans! It’s just too much!”

"What is this? I heard that their factory actually installed spy chips in Apple mobile phones to steal our secrets. I even think this is an act of war. We should unite our allies and teach them a lesson. I think only in this way will the people of that country and that country learn to be smart." Said the white youth wearing glasses.

"I think they should become poor like Ross, so that they will not threaten our country. But the situation is developing in a worse direction. I read a report saying that China may surpass us in 30 years. The largest economy in the world.

Omg I really hope that report is wrong and I don't see that day coming. "

"If a Chinese comes in at this time, I will definitely beat him up and tell them to go back!" The white young man wearing glasses even glanced at the door of the cafe while speaking, his eyes were not friendly at all.

It's a pity that no Chinese came in to drink coffee.

The two white men chatted without saying a word.

Men all over the world seem to have this problem. When they sit down and drink tea or coffee, it doesn't matter what they drink. The important thing is that the bragging must be high-end and elegant.

International cattle naturally became the first choice.

The greasy middle-aged white man looked at the two white men who were drinking coffee at the next table, shook his head slightly, and moved his eyes to the Black Sail Building across the street. This time he raised his head slightly, looking thoughtfully at the sailboat standing on the top of the building.

A few minutes later, three people walked in from the door of the cafe. Two men and one woman, dressed in ordinary clothes, it is difficult to judge their age, they look very young, but the eyes of the three of them are full of vicissitudes of life, and they are also very sharp, giving people a feeling that can freeze a person's heart .

All three are Chinese.

The eyes of the three Caucasian men in the cafe all focused on the three Chinese men who just came in. This picture has a sense of tacit understanding.

Before the three Chinese, two men and one woman who had just entered, ordered a drink or food, the young Caucasian man with glasses stood up from his chair and walked over aggressively.

"What are you doing here?" The Caucasian young man with glasses raised his finger to the door of the cafe and said fiercely, "You three yellow-skinned guys, get the hell out of here, this is a place for white people to drink coffee, you are not welcome here! "

The three Chinese who just came in, two men and one woman, seemed a little confused about the situation, but it was only for a second or two.

"What did you just say?" the woman asked in English, her voice seemed to have been soaked in ice water, giving off a bone-chilling chill.

The white youth wearing glasses said angrily, "I tell you to get out!"

The waiter and owner of the cafe are all white, but they did not stop the vile behavior of the white young man wearing glasses, and just watched with cold eyes.

It's a feeling only those who have been racist know.

The woman smiled angrily, and glanced at her two companions, "The red-haired ghost who hasn't even evolved yet dares to talk to my aunt in such a tone, what do you think should I do?"

A Chinese man said, "The master will be here soon, this guy is a problem."

Another Chinese man said, "If you don't do anything, just kill them. If you keep these red-haired ghosts with mothers and mothers, when the master comes, those obscene words will dirty the master's ears."

The three Chinese spoke Chinese, and they didn't take the white youth who yelled at them seriously.

"Fake!" The Caucasian young man who couldn't understand Chinese and was wearing glasses suddenly grabbed the ceramic vase with dried flowers on the table because the three Chinese were scolding him, and threw it on the woman's head with a wave. .

But his hand suddenly stopped in the air, and the ceramic vase in his hand fell to the ground dragging his hands.

Snapped!

Fragments all over the place.

The Caucasian youth wearing glasses lowered his head, and then saw a sharp knife stuck in his chest. Fear invaded one of his nerves at that moment, he opened his mouth wide to call for help, but no sound came out of his mouth. He could feel the speed at which life was draining from his body, as well as the cold.

"Remember my aunt's face, I will kill you when I meet my aunt in the next life." After finishing speaking, the woman drew the sharp knife out.

A stream of blood spurted out from the chest of the young Caucasian man wearing glasses, it felt like turning on the faucet.

It all happened so fast that people were caught off guard.

By the time everyone reacted, the white young man wearing glasses had already fallen to the ground, motionless.

The owner of the café suddenly drew a shotgun from under the counter and was ready to shoot as soon as the muzzle was raised.

hiss!

A ray of coldness flashed across.

Both arms of the owner of the cafe fell on the bar, but before he could scream, the cold light took over his neck again.

A head is flying in the air.

waiter

He ran outside, but only took one step before a sleeve arrow pierced the back of his head, and he also fell into a pool of blood.

The companion of the young Caucasian fell to his knees and begged, "Please don't kill me, don't kill me..."

puff!

Another sleeve arrow hit his forehead, and the begging for mercy stopped abruptly.

"There's one more," the woman said, and walked over to the middle-aged white man sitting by the window.

The middle-aged Caucasian man was still sitting by the window, looking at the street scene outside the window. Four people died instantly in this cafe, such a horrible thing seemed to have nothing to do with him. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even bother to look at anyone.

The woman came to the side of the middle-aged white man, and without saying a word, she stabbed the middle-aged white man in the chest.

"Teacher Fang Min, calm down." The middle-aged Caucasian man said in fluent Chinese.

The woman who stabbed someone with a knife was stunned on the spot.

She only used the name Fang Min in one place, and that place was the capital of Huaguo. She tricked a cultivator doctor by using the method of Nascent Soul Leaving Her Body, and that cultivator doctor was Ning Tao.

The middle-aged Caucasian man looked away from the window. He looked at the woman standing beside him and said indifferently, "Why, Teacher Fang, don't you know me?"

Master Miao Ye, Li Chuyi suddenly remembered something, and said involuntarily, "You are... Doctor Ning!"

This middle-aged Caucasian man is none other than Ning Tao.

In addition to observing the situation of the Black Sail Building, he came here for another purpose, to see Fox Ji. Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, three of Fox Ji's subordinates, Miao Ye real Li Chuyi, Changchun descendant Sun Wei, and Baige real Yin Dasheng, appeared in this cafe again.

He recognized these three people, but these three people couldn't recognize him because he used the Yingu Town Spirit Talisman. A Tianzi version of Yingu Town Spirit Talisman can change his appearance and skin color, he can become white or black. He could even block his aura and cultivation aura. If he hadn't revealed his flaws, how could Li Chuyi know his identity?

Sun Wei and Yin Dasheng immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Sun Wei raised his right arm, and there was a device for launching the sleeve arrow in his sleeve, which could be fired at any time. In Yin Dasheng's hand, there was also a magic weapon like a prayer flag, and he looked very nervous.

Ning Tao said indifferently, "I'm not your enemy. Rather than attacking me, I think the most important thing for you right now is to deal with these corpses. After all, this is a very lively neighborhood, and it's not good to be seen."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of young black men walked in from the door of the cafe. What came into their sight were several corpses lying on the ground, as well as blood staining the floor, and...

A head that fell to the ground!

"Ah" a black young man screamed, turned around and ran out.

Ning Tao smiled wryly and shook his head. It was too late to deal with the corpse at this time.

The two black youths rushed out and shouted in surprise, and what attracted them was not the police, but the guards in front of the Black Sail Building.

Those guards are actually mercenaries of the Blackfire Company, and the mercenaries who are on guard at this juncture are naturally the most elite mercenaries of the Blackfire Company, because now is the time to start the war, and the ones guarding the base camp are naturally "Imperial Guards" and the like character of.

Eight mercenaries came running across the street, all with weapons in their hands, and one of them was still talking on the walkie-talkie, either reporting the situation or calling for reinforcements.

Now it seems that if you want to keep a low profile, you can't keep a low profile... (https:)