Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Chapter 444: We passed each other twice, what a fate...

Hudson River Valley, black market gathering.

Since it is a black market, and it also involves mysterious items, the location is naturally more hidden.

Otherwise, the IRS (US Federal Revenue Service) has come to check the water meter before the police and exorcists have received the notice.

And perhaps because of the existence of the black market, the organizers of the black market also deliberately decorated the gathering venue in pitch black, with only a few lights for lighting.

Because of the black market organizers' ingenious underworld operations, Lao Tang and Constantine successfully sneaked into the black market with the cover of the Word Spirit·Nether Light, and did not pay the entrance fee.

If you can get in by your own ability, why buy a ticket? !

The opening price is 500 US dollars, why don't you rob it? !

What? It's better to earn more than rob, then it's okay.

The two brothers wandered in front of various stalls in the black market, looking for their targets.

Although it was exaggerated on the Internet, there were actually very few useful things.

Let alone alchemical items, there were very few hybrids present, and even the total number was not enough for Old Tang to fight with one hand.

Without regaining his memory, Old Tang could not recognize which ones were useful and which ones were useless, and could only follow his brother as an emotionless follower.

"This one is not, and this one is not..." Constantine had already turned around most of the black market stalls, but still did not find the alchemical materials he needed.

However, he encountered many things that interested him, but his brother always said that children should not look at these, and they were prone to corns, so he forcibly took him away from the stall.

Looking back at the peculiar half-man-high wooden sculpture, Constantine turned back reluctantly and continued to move forward.

His brother said that he would try to find what he wanted at the black market as soon as possible, and then set off to the next place to make money...playing the role of a green forest hero who robs the rich and helps the poor!

Because the two brothers are poor ghosts, there is nothing wrong with robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Just as they were going from the west to the east of the black market, four burly men walked in at the entrance.

This black market did not require people to wear masks to conceal their identities, but most people chose to disguise themselves, and these four burly men were no exception.

The leader had a McDonald's delivery bag on his head, with two holes cut out for his eyes.

The remaining three wore delivery bags from KFC, Burger King, and Pizza Hut, respectively. At first glance, it looked like the four top bosses in the American fast food industry came here for a meeting.

The four fast food heroes were naturally Finkel and his three funny subordinates. Because they made the most profit, Duke paid for Finkel's ticket.

The four elites of the Executive Bureau (three self-proclaimed) dressed up like this, of course, not really to buy some strange and weird gadgets to take back.

Because the two pure-blooded dragons ran away last night, the Executive Bureau spent a lot of manpower and resources to search for their whereabouts, and the college's chief artificial intelligence Norma was not idle, and found all the places in New York that were easy to hide.

According to the analysis of the intelligence personnel of the Executive Bureau, the first pure-blood dragon came to the haunted house probably to make some unspeakable transaction with the dangerous hybrid, but the negotiation failed for some special reason, leading to a fight.

If the hybrid had not died in the explosion of Junyan, perhaps they could find more clues, but even so, they still found the direction of investigation and sent executive commissioners to some illegal transaction sites to see if they could catch the other party's flaws.

And the illegal gatherings involving dragon civilization in New York, recently only the black market gatherings in the Hudson River Valley, so Fingel took the order to bring people to investigate.

According to Angers, Fingel seemed to have some special ability to attract pure-blood dragons, as long as he personally went out, he could quickly lure the other party into the trap.

"Really, what a joke, how can such a coincidence happen." Russell didn't believe that his luck would be so bad, and he encountered pure-blood dragons every time he went on a mission.

But it was obvious that his denial was useless, and everyone believed that he and Fingel together had an unprecedented attraction to dragons.

The most intuitive manifestation is that after entering the black market, Duke and Ajie immediately distanced themselves from him, so as to prevent Jun Yan from being accidentally injured later.

They said they came here to investigate, but in fact they had no clues, so they could only walk around and see if they could trigger the lucky debuff.

Because this is a black market that focuses on privacy, there are no surveillance cameras installed. Only some burly men who maintain order patrol back and forth to ensure that no one wants to steal or rob.

Finger, who was explaining to Eva all the way, was in a very heavy mood at this time. Although he explained for a long time and finally made Eva give up the punishment for him, he still added a sentence to see how you perform tonight.

From passive to active, it seems that he has taken advantage, but the former just needs to lie down, and Eva will exert her subjective initiative.

Thinking of what Duke and the others had said to Russell in the car, Finkel made up his mind: "Let's go and see the big baby that Russell has been thinking about."

The sudden backstab made Russell scream that he was being targeted, but his resistance was futile. He was still dragged into the road of finding a giant penis amid the teasing of the three.

It is said that dragons are inherently lustful. Maybe he could meet a pure-blooded dragon that came there out of curiosity to join in the fun.

When they stopped in front of a stall full of voodoo dolls and admired the hot and beautiful boss, two familiar voices came from behind, speaking Chinese.

"Brother, why do you always stare at her breasts? I remember you weren't like this before."

"I can't help it. She's too big."

"Ah?"

"No, she's wearing too white... Oh, this is called appreciating beauty. What do you know, little brat?"

"I, I know a lot!"

"Then do you know how to prove the Goldbach conjecture?"

"..."

Listening to the conversation that was fading away behind him, Ajie, who was also a Chinese, couldn't help but spit: "What a bad-tempered guy, obsessed with beauty and bullying the innocent brother, he is simply inhuman!"

After he finished scolding, he found that his three accomplices didn't react at all, so he turned his head curiously.

Russell and Duke, who had just been staring at the proprietress who was bending over to pick up something, looked serious and looked at the two figures that were fading away with their peripheral vision.

And Finkel on the other side was similar, with a look of joy after hitting the jackpot on his face.

Seeing his accomplices like this, Ajie knew that this was the two big fish that escaped last night. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the kid in the distance wearing the same heightening underwear as Russell suddenly turned his head.

Ajie immediately lowered his head, and like the two accomplices next to him, he buried his eyes in the unfathomable career line of the boss lady.

"Brother, those four people are so strange, why do they put garbage bags on their faces?"

"America is like this, free, open and unrestrained, you will understand when you grow up."

"Really?"

"Yes, I will take you to KFC later, the smell of fried chicken on them just now made me greedy."

"Okay."

...

Looking at the four burly men standing in front of the stall in silence, the proud boss lady couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her northern hemisphere, and said in a hoarse and magnetic mature voice:

"Handsome guy, stop looking, buy something."

As soon as these words came out, the four men in fast food delivery bags in front of them turned around and walked towards the door without saying anything.

Seeing the four psychopaths moving in unison, the powder on the boss lady's face was shaken off in anger: "Bah, poor bastard!"

She was so angry, but Finkel and the other four didn't notice it at all, and they were far behind the two brothers.

"What are you talking about, Minister? Fuck him?" Duke's hand had already reached into his trouser pocket. As long as Finkel gave an order, he would immediately press the call button to ensure that this place would be surrounded by the Execution Bureau in ten minutes.

"Fuck you, fighting here, do you think there are too many humans or they were not roasted evenly last night?" Finkel said unhappily.

This black market is not big or small, and it is still in semi-closed mode. If the other party releases Junyan here, no one will think of walking out alive.

Just now, after finding out that they were going to eat KFC, he immediately asked Eva to search for the nearest KFC restaurant, and asked the people of the Execution Bureau to clear the crowd nearby and lay traps, just waiting for them to appear.

Don't mention KFC, helicopters, fighters, excavators and road rollers are all arranged!

Seeing that the target duo was about to arrive at the gate, the four elites split up into small groups, changed their clothes with one click in a hidden place, and left from the front and back doors one after another.

Finkel and Ajie went to drive to get weapons, while Russell and Duke looked for the target's traces at a high point to ensure that they would not lose them.

At this time, Eva also sent back the results of the investigation: "The nearest KFC is in a town ten kilometers away. There is a ski resort there, and the flow of people is very large. It is difficult to evacuate in a short time."

"What do the principals think?"

"The principal and Professor Schneider decided to ambush halfway. There is only one main road to other cities and towns. Now the Executive Bureau has applied for traffic control."

"OK." Finkel nodded, and then asked the two observers if they had lost the target.

As expected, they lost it.

"It's okay, I don't blame you. The target's bloodline is very high, and he may have the words of different bloodline sources, like the dark light or the ghost, which can deceive our senses.

Now keep an eye on the direction of the entrance and exit. They can eliminate their presence, but it is difficult to make the footprints and ruts disappear together!"

Fingal commanded in an orderly manner, and at the same time quietly asked Eva through telepathy whether there was a spy satellite passing by that could be invaded to provide them with support.

The answer was that as early as when they sent back the message, the principal had asked her to try to hack into the US military satellite.

But unfortunately, it takes half an hour for the nearest satellite to move above the Hudson River Valley, not to mention the invasion time. By the time it is in place, it is estimated that it will be dark and the dragon will have run away.

There is no way, Fengal can only let Ajie drive to the exit of the town to wait and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"Oh, it's really troublesome. I really want to retire." Leaning on the back of the co-pilot seat and drinking a sip of iced coffee, Fengal sighed.

He is now an employee of Xia Di, and he can enjoy the welfare benefits of Hua Xia. The unscrupulous boss should help him pay for the five insurances and one housing fund, right? His future retirement life should be guaranteed, right?

While he was mumbling, a large cloud happened to float in the sky, blocking the warm winter sunshine.

In the alley one street away, Lao Tang and Constantine looked at the chain left on the electric pole and the wheel firmly protected by the chain, and they were silent for a while.

This motorcycle was bought from a second-hand dealer in the morning. I don’t know how many times it has been passed on. I don’t feel bad about losing it.

But it was only the first day that Old Tang took his younger brother out to explore the world, and they encountered such a major theft case. If he hadn't wanted to escape from the United States as soon as possible, he would have found the car thief and beaten him up no matter what today.

"Brother, what should we do now?" Constantine felt his brother's anger and wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

I have never seen my brother look so angry and angry before. He is always dignified and does not allow others to comment, and he seems very difficult to get close to.

"Are the materials collected now enough for you to refine that kind of mask?" Old Tang raised the bag in his hand, which contained genuine alchemy materials carefully selected by Constantine.

In addition to being expensive, the quantity was small, and I only found four pieces after searching the entire black market.

"No, there's not enough material."

"Damn it, the good things must have been bought by someone in the past two days, and the rest today are the ones left by others." Old Tang scratched his head and complained about his bad luck.

"Forget it, let's leave on a bicycle. We'll eat more if we exercise."

As Old Tang said, he stopped a boy who was riding a bicycle and took out two Franklin premiums to buy his car.

After changing their disguises, the brothers rode 50% new bicycles towards the outskirts of the town.

Because there were clouds covering the sun, they turned on the dark light and hid in the shadows.

Thanks to the black market, the snow on the roads leading to the outside world has been compacted by passing vehicles, so there is no need to worry about leaving too obvious traces.

And just as they passed by the Mercedes-Benz parked at the entrance of the town, Fingel, who was lying in the passenger seat, bargaining and flirting with Eva, twitched his ears.

Just now, he seemed to hear the sound of wheels running over the road and the friction of chains and gears.

Pressing down the window glass, he looked at it yearningly as if unintentionally. At the same time, he pricked up his ears and tried to catch the subtle sounds in the air.

Soon, he discovered a black mist that almost merged with the shadow. His ears also caught the creaking sound of the pedals being stepped on hard, and a fresh long line appeared in the ruts on the ground. Strip mark.

Got you!

Fingel's eyes lit up and he immediately asked Eva to contact the Executive Directorate. Then he took out his cell phone to send a message to Russell and Duke.

But soon, his typing movements stopped.

Nothing else, because the sound of bicycles that had been faintly audible just now suddenly disappeared. It was clear that the laughter of the workers in the nearby tavern could still be heard at this moment, but Fingel seemed to be trapped in a quagmire of deathly silence.

And the next second, words that made his hair stand on end came from the air:

"Brother, he seems to have discovered us."