It is noisy and crowded. This is a casino located in the most prosperous location in Manhattan. The first floor is full of such large electronic game machines, and the second floor is mostly for billiards and other activities. According to Marilyn, there is also illegal underground boxing on the ground floor.
Games, but usually only at night, and you have to have certain connections to get in.
"To be able to hold such a boxing match in downtown Manhattan, several congressmen are standing behind them. According to them, this is the best boxing match venue in New York. I heard that Joseph also fought here several times... Jiaming
How do you know this place? Do you want to see it? I will accompany you in tonight..."
"If you hadn't said it now, I wouldn't have known. I just saw such a big entertainment venue when I was passing by. I think Heidi would definitely like it... It sounds very interesting. Have you gone to see it?"
"No, I just heard that nine out of ten games involve death."
Talking to each other, the two of them are currently standing next to several large game consoles. Wearing a close-fitting down jacket and wearing a short ponytail, it seems that the chic and handsome mixed-race girl is sitting on one of the game consoles equipped with a realistic motorcycle.
Struggling forward, his body was low, and he was looking at the big screen with piercing eyes. According to the display on the screen, the speed of the motorcycle had reached a speed of two hundred and thirty kilometers per hour, and he was flying away from all opponents. Jiaming saw
One look and a whistle.
"Oh, I didn't expect she was so talented at this..."
Marilyn smiled and said: "This summer, when she graduated from school, we organized a game competition, and Heidi won the championship."
"Yes, yes." While driving, the little girl turned her head proudly, "Isn't it awesome?"
"For us, this is a symbol of lack of progress. You will be scolded... Oh, be careful."
"Uh..." There was a bang on the screen, and the motorcycle, which had no time to turn, hit the surrounding guardrail, and the motorcycle and the rider flew out. The motorcyclist got up with a bump, and fell to the ground.
He turned back to look for his car. Then he was mercilessly knocked to the ground by the motorcycle that followed, and his tires ran over him one after another...
"Poor..." Jiaming and Marilyn looked at each other and smiled. The rider who symbolized the pity of little Heidi finally found his motorcycle and pursued it with perseverance. At this moment, a two-player shooting game console next to him finally found his motorcycle.
After the space was vacated, Jiaming tossed the game coins in his hand: "Want to play?"
"Handjob?" Marilyn winked playfully, and Jiaming couldn't help but laugh and shrugged: "Well, handjob."
"as long as you like it!"
Marilyn nodded. Marilyn walked towards the game console. Before she could get the gun, two American teenagers in hip-hop attire had already rushed over. They quickly occupied the position: "Hey, madam, this is not suitable for you to play."
"It's a violent game."
"Hahahaha..." The two people laughed in front of the screen and put coins into the game machine. Then one of them turned back to look at Jiaming, who seemed to be about the same age as them, in confusion: "Oh. Chinese.
.”
The other person also turned around and looked up and down: "The clothes are really old-fashioned..."
Putting aside this comment, the two teenagers focused on the game they were starting to play. Marilyn and Jiaming looked at each other, and the blond woman smiled and said, "I really want to kill them."
"What a coincidence, we thought the same thing."
"What do you think of this idea... I have a gun in my bag..."
"Uh." Jia Ming was stunned for a moment. Then he spread his hands and both of them laughed.
The two American boys looked wild, but they had to admit that their game playing skills were really bad. Before the first level passed, they were already bitten to death by the zombies on the screen, and they seemed to be still alive.
She wanted to continue, but realized that Jiaming and Marilyn had been watching from behind. Feeling a little embarrassed, she turned back and gestured to the screen. Marilyn shook her bag, shrugged disdainfully, then walked over and said with a chuckle:
"Go home and nurse." He pulled out the pistol above, and Jia Ming followed him and put in the coins. Then he saw Marilyn holding the gun in both hands and pointing it at the screen. The gun was at shoulder height. Her gaze was
, crosshair, target, three points and one line. Feeling the overwhelming momentum, Jia Ming subconsciously moved a little to the side. At this time, Marilyn's gun-holding posture was just like a standard example in a textbook.
"Wow, you're well trained."
"Don't worry, I won't lose to you." Marilyn smiled and raised her eyebrows. She usually seemed a bit cold and independent to others, and was sexy, docile and wild in bed, but now she suddenly had an attractive heroic spirit.
As expected, a woman in a mafia family would not be weak and self-pitying. However, thinking of the shooting skills that Jiaming showed that night when he rescued their mother and daughter, Marilyn's face showed a look of astonishment.
Then he nodded and said: "Here we go."
"Oh." Jiaming hurriedly raised his gun and started shooting at the zombies on the screen.
In 1998, there were already many large-scale game consoles like this in the United States, but in China, even in big cities like Jianghai, game consoles mostly stuck to the game models of Street Fighter and King of Fighters, although there were also
Opened one
Jiaming and Lingjing had been to the game city in the past once, but Jiaming spent more time as a young girl going crazy. Of course, she had some ideas about these things in her previous life, but after all, she didn’t have much experience in them, so she picked it up at this time.
When the gun came, I was immediately in a hurry. On the other hand, Marilyn, because she took it seriously, was able to shoot accurately. Most of the zombies were killed by her headshots. Although it was just a game, Jia Ming could see it from the details.
, Marilyn worked hard on her marksmanship.
He played a little absent-mindedly, but under Marilyn's protection, he still persisted until the fourth level of the very difficult game before dying. This was already a very good result in the game. The two American teenagers couldn't say anything sarcastic in the back.
After Jiaming's character died, Marilyn excitedly held on until the end of the fourth level before being killed by the BOSS. Just as she turned around, Heidi came over from behind, smiling and making an "OK" gesture: "The level is cleared.
You can go check out my new record... uh, did you only reach the fourth level?"
Jiaming and Marilyn spread their hands at the same time. The girl rolled her eyes twice, walked over and put in the game coins, and then pulled out two big guns. The pistols used in the game were much larger than ordinary pistols. Heidi
His finger could barely reach the trigger, which seemed a bit precarious. Jiaming and Marilyn were still despising the two people behind them, but now they had a vague feeling of being despised by Heidi, standing aside, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
Five minutes later, people began to gather here.
Fifteen minutes later, the surroundings were already crowded with spectators. Among the crowd, a mixed-race girl with a short ponytail held a gun with both hands and accurately pulled the trigger. The zombies on the screen fell one after another.
Thirty-five minutes later, the game was successfully cleared, and Heidi's record was clearly displayed at the top of the rankings. The little girl moved her fingers continuously for half an hour and stuck out her tongue: "I'm so tired."
He had to admit that he was indeed specialized in the art. He took Heidi to the rest area to buy some food and rested for a while. Jia Ming looked at the road with the snow gradually decreasing outside the large glass window. After a while, he stood up.
Said: "I'm going to the bathroom, leave a piece of pizza for me."
"No! If you don't come soon, I'll eat it all!" Heidi announced loudly with a smile while holding up her fork. Jiaming could only smile helplessly and walked into the side road. At the same time, several people
A man wearing warm winter clothes was walking in from the gate of the casino.
All the way into the men's restroom, Jia Ming fiddled with the electronic watch in his hand. On the small screen, the surveillance images inside and outside the casino scrolled by in turn. After a minute, he opened the door and walked out.
Walking further inside along the still crowded corridor, his fingers pressed lightly on the electronic watch, setting the operation of the monitor. At the crossroads of the corridor directly in front, there stood a sign that read "Non-Work
"No entry allowed" warning sign, a casino security guard was standing at an intersection further ahead. However, at this time, he reached out and pressed the headphones he was wearing, as if he was saying something, and for a moment, his eyes turned to the side.
In the main control room, a nearby surveillance camera seemed to be loose. At this time, it was pointing underground uncontrollably. The security guard said a few words and walked towards the camera a few meters away. Jiaming walked straight through the intersection.
, put on a pair of gloves by the way.
As one of the strongholds of Peluojia's American branch, the paths inside the casino are complicated, surrounded by closed rooms, and nearby surveillance images are scrolling on the watch screen.
Neither fast nor slow, walking straight forward at a leisurely pace, he took out two thin wires from his pocket, looked at the picture on his watch, stopped in front of the door next to him, and stretched the wire into
The keyhole looks like he is returning to his own home.
The door opened and he walked straight in. The moment it closed, two black security guards appeared at the corner of the corridor. He switched the screen on his watch and then looked around the room in front of him.
The room was large, beautifully decorated, and the heater was lazily turned on. There were unfinished candles and expensive wine on the table in the living room. There were taken off coats and underwear on the floor. The traces continued to the bedroom next to it. There was a rumbling sound in the bathroom.
He heard the sound of the bath water and looked at the bedroom. A naked fat man sat up from the bed and was getting dressed.
Without much hesitation, he reached out and picked up a table knife on the table next to him, and walked towards the bathroom where the sound of opening the door was heard. The moment the door opened, he happened to walk to the front of the door and met a man who was all over his body.
The naked blonde woman who had just finished taking a shower took a look.
Without any shouting, the knife went straight through the other person's throat. The next moment, he turned around and walked towards the open bedroom door.
There was a bang in the bathroom, and a body fell into the bathtub.
"Hi, baby, what... uh..."
Ten seconds later, Jia Ming pushed the door open and then closed it. His whole body did not change at all from when he entered. With indifferent eyes and calm and casual steps, he walked deeper...