When Fang Mu met Frank, he found a petite figure next to him.
It is little loli Amy.
Fang Mu looked at Frank with questioning eyes.
Frank shrugged.
"coincide."
All right.
Fang Mu glanced at the little Loli.
"Aren't you leaving?"
"I think it's good to follow you."
The little loli's eyes flashed.
"hehe!"
Fang Mu smiled.
"We are going back to Manhattan, do you want to come with us?"
"Back to Manhattan?"
The little loli's face changed slightly, and she forced a smile.
"Why go back to Manhattan? I think it would be nice to go somewhere else, like New Jersey?"
"If you don't go, then we will have to separate."
Fang Mu touched the little Loli's head and got into the car over her.
Frank was already sitting in the driver's seat.
The little Loli glanced at the two of them, then looked behind her, gritted her teeth, and followed them.
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Under the dark night.
Cars drive on the cross-sea bridge again.
Little Loli thought they were just talking, but she didn't expect that they actually wanted to return to Manhattan.
"Hey! Do you really want to go back to Manhattan?"
"What are you worried about?"
Fang Mu looked at the little Loli with a half-smile.
"I don't."
The little loli opened her mouth and lowered her head.
She didn't say the next words out loud.
So far, she still doesn't fully believe Fang Mu and Frank.
The car continues to drive on the cross-sea bridge.
Not long after.
Crossed the cross-sea bridge.
"Where to go next?"
Frank asked.
"To number 32, Chelsea."
Fang Mu replied.
The little loli's expression changed instantly.
This is the big capitalist's home!
What does this wizard want to do?
She turned her head and looked at Fang Mu with horror on her face.
Fang Mu smiled and touched the little Loli's head.
"Don't worry, you will be free soon."
relief?
The little loli suddenly felt cold all over.
┭┮﹏┭┮
I want to go home!
It's so scary here!
Looking at the little Loli with a hopeless expression, Fang Mu smiled even more happily.
Frank glanced at Fang Mu, feeling a little speechless at his prank.
Can you be more mature like me!?
He thought so, but Frank had no intention of reminding the little Lolita.
Little Loli's previous behavior also made him unhappy.
Oh!
man.
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Hell's Kitchen.
Former headquarters of the Tiger Gang.
"Boss, they are back again!"
"who?"
Billy asked.
"Those two guys at the Red Rose Bar."
"Um?"
Billy's eyes changed slightly.
"How could they come back so soon? Didn't you say before that a group of people were chasing them?"
"I'm also very surprised. Before those two people came back, the gang came back inexplicably. Now they are on 43rd Street in the West End closest to Hell's Kitchen. I don't know what they are doing."
"West 43rd Street?"
Billy's eyes flashed.
This place is very close to his territory.
But this thought only flashed through his mind.
He has learned that this group of people is a mercenary group that specializes in getting paid to do things, and they have always been on the same page with their gang members.
Compared to this group of people, he cares more about others.
"Where are those two? Back in Hell's Kitchen?"
"No, they went towards the center of the city. They seemed to have discovered our people and pushed them away. We don't know exactly where they went."
"Continue to tell your men to observe closely! Hold hands in all directions of Hell's Kitchen. If they return to Hell's Kitchen, I must know the news as soon as possible!"
"Yes! Boss!"
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New York.
Manhattan borough.
No. 32, Chelsea.
This is a townhouse. Although it has no garden, in a place like Manhattan where land is at a premium, there is a three-story villa covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters. You can imagine how noble the owner's status is.
In the magnificent hall.
Mr. and Mrs. Lenny Morse were sitting on the sofa.
"Why has there been no news for so long?"
Mrs. Morse said anxiously from the side.
"Please call and ask quickly."
"What's the rush?"
Lenny Morse leaned on a cane and looked calm and steady.
But in the end, he couldn't resist the other party and picked up the phone.
"John, it's me... How did things go?... Well, very good! Remember, you must get the photo back to me!... Don't worry, the reward I promised you is one point.
It won’t be less!...Okay, that’s it.”
The phone hangs up.
"how's it going?"
"We have found the other party. John is chasing after him with his men. It won't be long before there is news."
"Why haven't you killed that little bitch yet?"
Mrs. Morse said in a vicious tone.
"Look at this mercenary group you are looking for. How can you say it is a world-class mercenary group? It has allowed a fourteen-year-old bitch to escape so many times! What a waste!"
"Okay! That was just an accident! The Red Tiger Mercenary Group is still capable! This time John personally leads the team, and with more than half of the mercenary group, he will definitely be able to catch the opponent!"
"I hope so."
Mrs. Morse snorted coldly.
"Have you found any information about the two people who disrupted the situation?"
"not yet."
Lenny Morse frowned.
With his current identity and status, there are not many people who can prevent him from finding out any information.
"Could it be someone sent by your old enemies?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Find them and kill them all!"
"Well, that's good. It prevents them from thinking that our Morse family is weak and can be bullied!"
Mrs. Morse nodded. As for two people's lives being decided in an instant, it was nothing to her.
"How's it going over there Ryan?"
"That bastard! Still staying with that man!"
Mentioning his bastard son, Lenny Morse's calm face became angry, and he knocked on the ground several times with his cane.
Mrs. Morse frowned.
"Find someone to kill that man! It's all because of him that all these bad things happened!"
Thousands of mistakes are all the fault of others, what does it have to do with his son?
Lenny Morse looked slightly moved, but finally shook his head.
"Forget it. We just dealt with one some time ago, and now he's here again. I'm afraid that bastard is going to have trouble with us again. Let's wait for a while. Anyway, he is only a temporary interest, and he will get tired of it in a short time.
Already."
"Okay, let's talk about it later."
Mrs. Morse also didn’t want to get into trouble with her son because of a ‘plaything’.