Beauty Man: Infinite Possession

Chapter 30 News 【Recommendation】

"James, help me see how much this thing is worth?"

In the antique shop, a tall, thin, half-grown black boy secretly took out a broken pendant from his jacket pocket, and handed it to Li Ran.

"Twenty dollars."

Li Ran looked up at the style of the pendant, and said casually.

"Twenty, hey, James, this is a treasure that I have worked so hard to get." Hearing the price quoted by Li Ran, the black boy couldn't help but jump.

"25, no more." Li Ran had seen everything in front of him countless times, so he said without raising his head.

"Okay, 25 is 25." The black boy muttered, took the banknote from Li Ran, but carefully put it away: "I didn't say you, James, if it wasn't for our friendship, I won't just sell things at such a low price..."

"How's the funding for the university going, Wells?" Li Ran asked in a familiar tone after interrupting the black kid's endless complaints.

"It's almost there. Of course, if you can give me a little more, James, I may be able to make progress towards the goal faster." Shrugging, the black boy Wells stared at his big eyes full of resentment, looking After glancing at Li Ran, he replied in a slightly excited tone.

Wells, who was born in the slums of Hell's Kitchen since he was a child, has the same growth experience as most blacks, a father he has never met, and a strong mother.

It is not easy for a single-parent family to survive, especially living in a mixed environment like Hell's Kitchen. Simply, Wells has a great mother, although this black woman is not beautiful, especially the one that weighs more than two hundred pounds. Her weight makes her look extra weighty.

But it is precisely under the watchful eyes of such a "deterrent" mother that even though he grew up in an environment full of violence and depravity like Hell's Kitchen, Wells still did not get any serious vices, at least Unlike most of his companions, he joined the gang early before graduating from high school, playing the role of a gangster.

"Although it's not a great university, it's at least a good choice. I made an agreement with my mother to find a decent job in New York after I graduate. It's best to get us from Hell's Kitchen. Move out to work."

"I wish you an early realization of your dreams."

Li Ran liked Wells, a black boy, at least compared to most blacks in Hell's Kitchen, he had his own hopes and goals, and he fought for them.

Although, according to Li Ran's knowledge of the danger level of New York in the future, even if Wells and the others moved to outer space, there is actually no way to avoid the danger.

But, who knows, maybe he just got lucky.

Pulling his thoughts from the future back to the present, Li Ran looked at the broken pendant on the new counter: "Tell me, where did you get this thing?"

Even though it has been damaged, the strong gang color revealed on the pendant is still swearing to Li Ran about his origin.

"James, do you know what happened in Hell's Kitchen recently?"

Stealing his head out, Wells said pretending to be mysterious.

"event?"

Raising his eyebrows, Li Ran couldn't help blurting out.

Recently, he has been focusing on gaining reputation everywhere, and he has indeed somewhat ignored what happened in Hell's Kitchen.

However, Li Ran cannot be blamed for this.

After all, being able to be called Hell's Kitchen already explains some problems. Hell's Kitchen is full of all kinds of violent crimes every day. If you don't pay attention to it deliberately, no one can know it well.

"Ten dollars, no, twenty dollars."

On the opposite side, Wells had been paying attention to Li Ran's reaction. When he saw the puzzled expression on his face, he opened his fingers and gestured with a smile on his face.

"Ten dollars."

Regarding this, Li Ran didn't say much, and directly pulled out a ten-dollar bill, whether he wanted it or not.

"James, you are too mean."

Wells put away the money while complaining, and then continued: "The Savage Gang has recently provoked a lunatic, and their business in Hell's Kitchen has been constantly attacked by the other party. It is said that many people in the gang have died. The loss was heavy, and several taverns were forced to close down. The boss of the Savage Gang, Tony, has issued an order. No matter who it is, whoever can get rid of that lunatic, he will directly become the new head of the Barbarian Gang's Sixth District and take charge of the entire district. all business."

Speaking of this, even Wells, who was determined not to participate in any gang activities, couldn't help being a little bit moved. After all, this is the leader of a district, and it is not comparable to the role of the little gangsters played by his friends.

Of course, such generous conditions are enough to show how pessimistic the current situation of the Savage Gang is.

"madman?"

Li Ran noticed the description in Wells' words and couldn't help but read.

"The lunatic is what the Barbarians say. In fact, this guy is a super soldier, the Terminator. It is said that a bar of the Barbarian Gang was swept into a sieve by him alone. Moreover, the Barbarian Gang is not at all right now. I know why I provoked this guy..."

Super soldier, Terminator, single-handedly?

Following Wells' description, Li Ran's image of the other party became clearer and clearer, and he even made a judgment to some extent.

……

Hell's Kitchen, another bar of the Savage Gang.

After a fierce gun battle.

Stepping on a messy ground, a burly man with short hair came out of the shadows silently.

"Why, why," lying on the ground, a surviving member of the Savage Gang wailed and asked, "Why do you keep targeting us? Who sent you here..."

"You know that old bum who's been living in the Sixth Ward, Ship?"

Holding his 'toy' in one hand, the man looked down at the howling gang members, and asked in his deep, metal-like hoarse voice.

"He died recently because of one of your 'fun'."

"This is why you keep attacking us? Because of a trivial tramp!" The Savage Gang has been tracking down the reason why the man attacked them, but they didn't expect the reason to be so 'simple'.

Shoot, shoot.

The blood splashed by the bullet dyed the white skull on the man's chest bright red. Looking at the dilapidated status quo of the bar, the man casually picked up a grenade and threw it on the ground of the bar.

He stared at the huge explosion that was close at hand, and replied silently.

"To me, you are just as insignificant."

(End of this chapter)