When Zhou Qingfeng returned from the wasteland, the entire underground parking lot was empty. All the corpses that were originally covered on the ground had disappeared, and only a large amount of blood stains remained. However, there is a full set of car washing equipment. Use a high-pressure water gun and cleaning agent to wash the ground.
, and soon the blood was washed into the sewer.
Spray on plenty of air freshener and you'll be good to go.
There were also some guns and ammunition, credit cards, mobile phones, a large amount of cash and documents in the parking lot. Zhou Qingfeng took some mobile phones, cash and weapons, and then drove away in the original Dodge, leaving only a ghostly and deserted place.
Murder scene.
More than thirty people were killed, and the stronghold of gangs in the neighborhood was destroyed. This meant that it helped the local police and residents clear a lot of obstacles in their lives. At this time, half of the gangsters in the Caywood neighborhood were eliminated.
When Zhou Qingfeng violently escorted a group of street gangsters into the gang stronghold, although many people saw it, the timid residents would hide whenever they could when encountering such a thing. Occasionally they would look at it from a distance and never come closer.
Get yourself into trouble.
Then it got dark quickly, and the entire Caywood neighborhood fell into silence. The residents followed an iron rule: don't go out after dark.
When Zhou Qingfeng came out of the underground parking lot, no one noticed what happened in the gangster's lair. As for those who were relatively close to him when they heard the gunshots, their doors and windows were closed and they just pretended not to hear it.
Zhou Qingfeng drove back to the apartment. The old black lady who managed the apartment was already asleep. But when she heard someone driving back, she still got up and looked out through the crack in the door.
"Hi... Mr. Hugo, are you okay?" Seeing Zhou Qingfeng whistling as he passed by the dilapidated corridor of the apartment, the old black lady quickly opened the half-open door and asked.
"What happened to those little scoundrels?" The old black lady was most concerned about this. She originally wanted to ask, "Did the little scoundrels not do anything to you?" But thinking about the scene of Zhou Qingfeng escorting those scoundrels away, there was no need to think about it.
Worried about Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng waved his hands, organized some speech and said: "Oh..., those are young people who are not familiar with the world. I gave them some education to let them know how important it is to care for the world and respect God. They all
Crying bitterly expresses remorse, and then decides to change his ways..."
After listening for a long time, the old black lady nodded first, then shook her head and said with a frown: "I don't think those villains have any chance of reforming. God will not forgive them. Mr. Hugo, sooner or later they will come to take revenge."
Yes, you have to be careful."
It is said that the West is a religious world, and if young people make mistakes, God will forgive them. This is what China's public intellectuals propagate, but why don't you Mao speak according to the routine?
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well... I think they are more determined to change this time, so they won't cause trouble."
"you sure?"
"I am sure."
The old black lady nodded again, but looking at her expression, she didn't believe it at all.
"Oh, by the way! Is Natasha back?" Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask.
"Natasha usually takes a break in the morning, goes shopping in the afternoon, and works in the evening. If you want to find her, you have to wait until tomorrow."
"Thanks."
The two said good night and went back to their rooms to rest. Zhou Qingfeng went to sleep, but the old black lady was still worried, fearing that the street gangsters would come back to cause havoc. Thinking about the beatings they received during the day, revenge
At that time, anything like murder and arson could happen.
After not sleeping all night, the old black lady holding a shotgun sat on the rocking chair in her room all night. She was so frightened and prepared to deal with anything, but in fact nothing happened. Until dawn, she fully dressed and pushed out the door of the apartment.
The iron gate looked towards the street, but still found nothing.
It's so quiet this night! When did those street thugs become so kind?
You must know that the black community has always been noisy at night, and all kinds of energetic villains and gangsters like to come out to cause trouble at this time. They dare not go to rich areas with abundant police forces, and can only harm their fellow people in black areas. This is why people don’t go out in the middle of the night.
The reason for wanting to go out.
As time went by, the sky became brighter. All kinds of office workers were busy going to work, and there were still many people in the neighborhood who needed to go out early. The old black lady stood at the door of the apartment in a daze, greeting people who went out nearby.
.
"Hey Pedro, did you sleep well last night?"
"Ah, good morning, Mrs. Joy. It was a rare quiet night last night. I haven't enjoyed such a good sleep for a long time."
"That's true, it was really quiet last night. It's rare that those kids didn't come out to cause trouble. Hi, Maria, did you see George's guys when you were delivering the goods this morning?"
"I don't know, I didn't seem to see it. Even if I did, what would happen? They stole a box of beer from my store yesterday and injured my son. I curse those bastards to go to hell."
"Those guys really deserve to go to hell. Hi... Officer Martin, good morning! Everything was normal yesterday. It was a rare peaceful night."
"Yeah, it's surprising that there wasn't a single police call in your neighborhood last night. I hope it can be like this every day in the future."
"Hahaha... I hope no one calls the police in the future."
The old black lady greeted various people, but her mood became more and more excited. Others had not noticed anything special in the neighborhood, but she was sure that something magical had happened.
"Are all those little scoundrels who deserve to go to hell dead?" The old black lady absolutely did not believe Zhou Qingfeng's words. She did not think that the gang members in the neighborhood would change their ways.
But just as she said this to herself, several street thugs appeared from the corner in twos and threes.
"Damn, I was happy too early. I really shouldn't believe what that Chinese guy said." In order to experience an environment without street gangsters, the old black lady had walked a little far away from the apartment. Now she was wandering and wanted to escape.
Can't escape.
"Hi, Mrs. Joy, I have a question for you." A villain stopped the old black lady, "Is there a Chinese in your apartment?"
"Ah...? Yes."
"I heard that he took care of George's group by himself?"
"At least a hundred people on the street saw it. Why did you come to ask me?"
"He knows kong-fu?"
"Of course, it's very powerful."
After just a few words, the old black lady suddenly became more courageous and her voice became louder.
"Isn't he afraid of guns?" Another villain asked in surprise.
"Of course I'm not afraid. Chinese people can catch bullets with their hands."
"This is impossible."
"How is this impossible? I have seen it with my own eyes. Haven't you seen Kung Fu Panda? He is just as powerful as in the cartoon."
This joke is not funny at all!
Seeing the categorical words spoken by the old black lady, several street thugs wanted to laugh but could not. Since last night, they have found that half of their accomplices have been unable to contact them - they have disappeared without a trace.
This feeling is very scary, okay?
Seeing the domineering street thugs trembling in fear, the old black lady was so excited that she almost shouted loudly. She returned to the apartment she managed with her hands and feet dancing wildly, still imitating Bruce Lee's fighting sounds.
The Chinese boy looks very good!
At this moment, Helena, who looked tired, drove back to the apartment. When she saw the old lady, she said hello: "Good morning, Mrs. Joy, you look very good today."
"Good morning, Natasha. Ah..., I just have something to ask you."
"Please be brief. I worked all night and now I just want to sleep."
"That's right. In view of the recent significant improvement in the security situation in this neighborhood, and considering the convenient transportation, complete supporting facilities, and elegant environment, it is very suitable for high-end business people to live. Although I like you very much, but..."
"Oh my god! Mrs. Joy, I'm really sleepy right now. If you have anything to say, please speak directly."