However, these are not what Ye Huang needs to worry about. What he wants to do is to find out the mastermind behind these people who are following him.
Perhaps everything will eventually point to Rockefeller Bird, but that may not be the case, because in this current situation, it is not only the Rockefeller family that is eyeing the Ye family, but also some other families.
After all, in the alien ruins of the Devil's Forest, Mr. Zhao led them to massacre everyone. Hundreds of people were all wiped out, and only a few Chinese people escaped. This is somewhat unjustifiable.
Perhaps because of the covert nature of the whole incident, countries and even families would not say anything on the surface, but the investigations and calculations behind the scenes would not stop.
To put it bluntly, even if they were not responsible for what happened in the Devil's Forest, as long as Ye Huang and Beitang Xue come back alive, they will probably be unfoundedly suspected.
Human nature is like this, I can see you die, but I can't see you alive!
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It was already midnight, and Pennsylvania Station was still busy with traffic.
About two kilometers away from the station, there is a row of old-fashioned buildings next to the railway line, where a hotel called the New Yorker is located.
Compared to the bustling traffic of hotels around the station, this hotel called The New Yorker is extremely deserted. Except for the occasional pedestrian passing by the street who casts a shadow on the door, the entire hotel lobby feels like a drowsy place.
The dim, dim light made me feel listless.
A man in his thirties was dozing off at the reception desk in front of him and looked like he was about to fall asleep. There were three or four other burly white men on the sofa who were also dressed in a somewhat shabby manner, also reclining on the sofa and snoring.
He was sound asleep, and everyone held a gun in their hand, as if they were on guard duty or something.
Just as the group of people were snoring, a loud crack of breaking glass suddenly came out, causing several people who were already sleeping to wake up.
Especially those on the sofa were so panicked that they almost threw away the guns in their hands.
"What's going on? Someone attacked?!"
"What kind of plane are you flying? I want to die. It's so late at night, and the boss is up there!"
…
After the sound of glass, everyone in the hall jumped to their feet.
But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and suddenly everyone in the room seemed to stop breathing.
"If there is a situation, *** quickly get your gun and see who it is!"
There was another panic, and several people in the room ran around in confusion. After finding their own places to stand, they began to stare nervously outside.
The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and when this figure passed through the glass door and stepped on the broken glass, this person finally spoke.
"You guys are asleep again. Is the boss here? I have important intelligence reports!"
The black man who was almost killed by Emperor Ye before walked in, took a look inside the house, and said arrogantly.
"I'm going to fuck you up! Stinky John, you fucking want to die, don't you! There's a door but you can't open it, you have to smash the glass, don't you?"
While pulling the bolt of the gun, the white man who had been disturbed from his dream yelled wildly at the man named John who came in. Several others including the waiters looked at him with extremely angry eyes.
"Sorry, I didn't smash it. Don't blame me. Is the boss up there?"
Here, the black man John smiled and denied that he was the one who smashed the glass, and then asked again.
"What the hell do you, a little red guy, want to do with the boss? If you weren't the one who broke the glass, could there be someone else?!"
"You're right, there are indeed others, eh..."
With a sneer, Black John turned back and pointed to the door.
Following his finger, everyone in the hall looked out, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of them like a magic trick.
"who is he?"
Seeing an uninvited guest appear, the originally relaxed atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
"I don't know who he is, but he knows where the person the boss is looking for is, and whether the boss is there or not. Tell him quickly, otherwise no one will be able to bear the burden if things are missed!"
"Boss is up there. You guys wait, I'll go up and let you know."
Upon hearing what John said, the expressions of the people who were still angry changed slightly. One of them, probably the little boss on duty, looked at Emperor Ye up and down. Unfortunately, he couldn't see Emperor Ye clearly because his back was facing the light.
, turned around and prepared to go upstairs.
"No need, I'll just go up and find him."
At this moment, the dark shadow that had been standing there without speaking suddenly spoke.
"No! No one can go up there without the permission of the boss. Boy, if you want to receive the reward, just be obedient and wait. Don't ask for trouble. Also, you broke this door, you must pay to repair it!
"
With a slight snort, the white man looked down upon Ye Huang and walked upstairs with his gun in hand.
However, the black figure here seemed not to be prepared to listen to the white man's advice, and walked directly up the stairs.
When several people on the side saw this scene, they rushed over and pointed their guns at Ye Huang.
"Boy, you'd better be smarter, otherwise there won't be anything good to gain!" With a slight snort, the man who had already reached the stairs sneered.
He knew very well that his boss had been in the intelligence business for many years, and there were many people who came to him wanting to exchange information for various benefits, some of which the boss really couldn't afford to offend, and would let them go as soon as they got the information.
Some of them died here and were directly killed and silenced by the boss.
Seeing the man's attire in front of him, the white man subconsciously attributed him to the latter category.
It can be said that in his eyes, Emperor Ye is already equivalent to a dead person, and his tone and voice are a bit arrogant.
"I don't think so!"
With a slight snort, the black shadow suddenly activated. He reached out with one hand and grabbed the pistol of the thug closest to him like a black tiger pulling out his heart. He twisted it and disarmed the opponent's gun seemingly without much effort.
.
After completing this action, he stepped forward again and pushed forward directly with an iron mountain support. With two screams, the two people who watched him grab the gun and wanted to catch him suddenly came into contact with him.
It was thrown directly away.
Then the red dragon knocked the sofa behind him and fell to the ground. He was stunned for a long time and did not get up.
"You...you are looking for death!"
When he saw that the man John had brought suddenly took action, the white man walking at the top of the stairs cursed wildly, raised his gun and was about to shoot.
However, before he could raise the gun, he felt a shadow flash past, and by the time he reacted, the dark muzzle of the gun his companion was holding was already pointing at his forehead.
"If you don't seek death, you won't die. If you want to live, let them put down their guns!"
Seeing the dark muzzle of the gun on his forehead, the white man almost screamed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Put down...put down the guns. Damn it. Didn't you hear me when I said put down the guns? You're deaf!"
An instinct to survive burst out at this moment, and the white man lowered his voice so that his companions around him could not hear him.
When their squad leader shouted, everyone who had no resistance immediately threw their guns on the ground and looked at the uninvited guest in front of them with horrified expressions.
People like them usually bully ordinary people a few times, but when it's their turn, it's Shui's turn.
"Very good! Good performance! Remember clearly, only those who are afraid of death can live longer. If you show off, I don't mind putting a bullet hole in his forehead!"
Ye Huang touched the man standing at the top of the stairs with the rifle barrel in his hand, and continued.
"Lead the way, I have something to talk to your boss about, you'd better make sure he's here!"
"The boss is here. The boss is always here at night."
With his hands raised, the man was sweating profusely and his legs were trembling.
"lead the way!"
"Yes yes yes!"
Nodding quickly, the latter turned around and headed upstairs.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out, and the white man walking in front shivered and slumped to the ground, looking about to faint.
Behind the back, the waiter who was originally at the service desk had his whole head almost smashed by a rifle and a shotgun, and he died in a large shape on the armchair. A gun was just raised in his hand, and
There was no rush to pull the trigger.
This sudden move shocked everyone in the room, and they all trembled and wanted to turn around and run away.
Just when Ye Huang was about to go upstairs, the waiter quietly wanted to shoot him in the back with a gun, but he didn't expect that Ye Huang had discovered all this and turned around and shot him.
"I said, if you don't do it, you won't die. If you want to die so much, then you can't blame me. Get up and continue to lead the way!"
After kicking the white man who was paralyzed on the stairs, Ye Huang said coldly.
Perhaps he was really scared to death. Although his legs were weak, the man still rolled upstairs and his crotch was already full of piss.
After climbing three floors in a row, the man pointed to the room facing the stairs, "This is it, boss, you...don't kill me..."
"Wait here, if you don't want to die."
After saying that, Ye Huang ignored this man who was greedy for life and feared death, and shot directly into the room.
The loud gunshot made the boy tremble again, and he cowered there without daring to move.
Kicking open the door, Ye Huang took advantage of the situation and ducked to the side. A burst of submachine gun fire was fired from inside the room. The bullets flew past and smashed the mural hanging at the stairwell opposite.
After a while, the shooting sound finally stopped, and there was the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of reloading.
"Should you come out obediently, or should I go in and lift you out like a dead dog?"
Ye Huang, who was standing against the wall outside, held a rifle and shouted something leisurely into the house.
