Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

After midnight~

Brooklyn, east of Rockaway Avenue.

In a bar near the intersection of 149th Avenue and 115th Street.

Jimmy Conway, who single-handedly planned the Lufthansa heist, swayed out of the bar with his two closest "little brothers" Henry and Tommy in his arms.

Henry yawned several times drunkenly, as if he was addicted to drugs again. .

He walked to the street and found the car, and waved to Jimmy and Tommy: "Tomorrow afternoon... there will be another batch of goods coming from Philadelphia~"

"You guys remember to pick me up at my house!"

"We...uh huh~"

"Let's go together~"

"Okay~ get out of here!"

"Hahaha~"

. . .

Henry, gone.

Jimmy smelled of alcohol and walked to the car while chatting and laughing with Tommy. Just as he was about to take out the car keys from his trouser pocket and throw them to Tommy who walked to the other side of the car, he felt something. .Something's wrong!

At this moment, in a car parked on the street not far from them, two men held up pistols from the window and pointed silently at them. .

Jimmy felt cold sweat wet the shirt on his back in an instant. .

He hid behind the car at an unprecedented speed, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and was about to shout a warning to Tommy who was already a little drunk. .

Unexpectedly, a voice sounded from not far behind him: "Put down the gun, don't resist~ You can still survive!"

"..." Jimmy squatted on the ground stiffly, slowly raising his right hand holding the gun, not daring to make any more movements. .

"fxxxyou!"

On the other side of the car, Tommy saw the "weirdo" not far behind Jimmy in a daze. He immediately uttered a curse word and reached for the pistol at his waist. .

"Puff, puff, puff~" Three slightly weird gunshots broke the silence of the streets late at night~

At the same time as the gunfire rang out, the "weirdo" who had been standing silently behind Jimmy rushed forward with a few arrows and struck the man on the back of the neck hard several times. .

Tommy, who was shot, gritted his teeth and used his last strength to hold on to the car door. .

But his body slowly softened uncontrollably, and the blood pouring out from where he was shot seemed to take away all his strength. .

He controlled his fingers "without closing his eyes", pointed the muzzle of the gun tremblingly at the front of the convoy, and pulled the trigger. .

"Bang~bang~bang~bang~"

Four particularly harsh gunshots echoed in the surrounding streets.

The "weirdo" hid behind Jimmy until Tommy, who felt like he had been shot, could no longer do any dangerous actions. Then he helped Jimmy, who had been beaten unconscious, to his feet and called to the helpers who came out of the car. He carried him into the car and drove away. .

. . .

After half an hour.

In northern Manhattan, in the northeast corner of the Bronx Zoo, in an abandoned apartment building near the river.

basement.

The dizzy Jimmy suddenly trembled all over, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked around.

Under the pale white light above his head, a "weirdo" with his head covered in bandages was standing at the table with his back to Jimmy, busy with something~

He seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I... have a few questions and want to get satisfactory answers from you!"

"If you cooperate, I will let your family go!"

"If you don't cooperate..."

"Hehe~"

Jimmy felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the "weird" sneer. .

He gritted his teeth and looked down quickly, trying hard to break free from the restraints on his body. .

But he immediately discovered that the chair under him seemed to be made entirely of metal + covered with a layer of rubber? !

His wrists, ankles, forearms, and thighs were all tightened by a few cowhide straps that looked very solid. .

This is. . ?

The cold sweat on Jimmy's back wet his shirt again. .

His eyes are constantly looking around for "weapons" or tools that can be used~

But that "weirdo" didn't give him too much time~

"Weird" turned around, holding a handful of patches and wires. .

He walked up to Jimmy, grabbed Jimmy's hair, fixed Jimmy's head with a zipper belt, and stuffed a bunch of dirty stuff into his mouth. .

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

The "weird" didn't care at all about Jimmy's struggle and his slightly frightened and angry eyes. .

He unbuttoned Jimmy's shirt skillfully and put more than a dozen metal patches on Jimmy's head and body. He checked all the restraints again and made sure they were OK before turning around and walking to the table. Next to him, he raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and whispered.

"Let's say hello first!"

After saying that, the "weirdo" pressed a few times next to a machine on the table, holding an FM knob similar to a radio, and slowly modulated it from 0 to 1 mA. .

1 mA, 2 mA, 3 mA, 4 mA, 5 mA. .

The "weird" stayed at each current scale for about five seconds before making another increase adjustment. .

It took about three seconds until the scale was set at 5 milliamps before the "weirdo" turned the knob and returned it to the 0 position. .

"Woo! Woooo!!!"

Jimmy's eyes widened, veins bulged on his forehead, and his whole body was twitching involuntarily as if it were being struck by tens of thousands of fine needles. .

His crotch was wet, and the warm urine soaked into his pants and dripped to the ground. .

Jimmy felt as if he had entered a painful hell and could not get out. .

"Weird" turned around and looked at Jimmy, who was already like a "living dead", with his whole body twitching unconsciously, and whispered.

"It's called...low-voltage electrocution!!"

(What is low-voltage electrocution? Please search for it yourself, I won’t explain too much here.)

(The person who can withstand this kind of torture is absolutely unique...)

. . .

After about 5 minutes.

"Weird" saw that Jimmy had recovered a little, so he walked to him, pulled out the rag stuffed in his mouth, and asked.

"Where is the money you robbed from the airport?"

"Ah ha~ah ha~ha ah~"

Jimmy gasped continuously, saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and said in a trembling voice: "They... they are there..."

(The torture is not over yet! I won’t describe it too much here~ If there are any friends who like this tune, you can leave me a message.)

. . .

More than half an hour later.

The "weirdo" wiped his hands, walked out of the basement, came to the street outside the apartment building, and waved to the two people sitting in the car.

"Keep him here for now, don't give him anything~"

"...Okay!" The two of them replied with dull expressions on their faces, and a trace of fear flashing in their eyes.

The "weirdo" took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, raised his head towards the west-slanting moon in the sky, and blew out a cloud of smoke. .

----

Dawn~

On the eastern horizon, dark clouds quickly blocked the morning light~

Manhattan.

42nd Street, above Wildfire Bar.

The maid Chasida still seems to have not adapted to today’s peaceful living environment~

As if she had been stimulated by something, she suddenly sat up from the bed, hugged her knees with a look of horror on her face, and huddled in the corner of the bed. .

After a few minutes.

Chasida slowly calmed down her uneasiness. .

That nightmare that cannot be erased from memory is over!

She looked at the layout of the bedroom in the dim light of the window, took a few deep breaths, got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, stared at herself in the mirror and the many dazzling scars left on her body, and slowly Slowly gritted his teeth. .

. . .

"Dang~dang~"

A slight knock on the door interrupted Chasida's thoughts~

She quickly walked to the bed, put on two pieces of clothing, walked out of the bedroom, and said to the door.

"Acklade?"

"..Yes!"

"I'm already up~"

"Thank you!"

The butler Acklade outside the door, after being silent for a few seconds, said: "...Okay!"

"See you soon!?"

"Ok!"

Chasida crossed her arms tightly to her chest, a trace of relief and relaxation slowly showing on her face.

----

breakfast time.

Malkin Sr.'s home in Queens.

Polly was wearing a female professional skirt, put down the microphone in her hand, and frowned slightly.

Her mother, Sena, came out of the kitchen carrying breakfast for the children and shouted to her: "Are you still having breakfast at home?"

"No, Mom!~"

"Are you going to David's place to eat?"

"..Um!"

"Okay~"

Serena stroked the heads of her grandson Lindsay and Bernice, glanced at the direction of the stairs, walked up to Polly, and asked her.

"Have you encountered any problems at work these days?"

"Oh?"

"You see it?"

"Hehe~"

Sena scanned Polly's expression and movements with her mother's unique "sharp" gaze, and then asked, "Have you thought of a solution?"

"already solved!"

Polly smiled and hugged her mother, breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "Andy went to find David... He has already helped me solve it!"

"...Okay~"

Sena's mother turned to look at the children and whispered to Polly: "Don't forget... let David prepare some Christmas gifts for the children!"

"Hahaha~ Don't worry, I won't forget it!"

"I'm leaving~Mom!"

"..Um!"

. . .

The second daughter, Polly, is gone.

Sena's mother came to sit next to the two children and smiled at little Lindsay who was playing with a spoon.

"You are having fun again..."

"Are we... going to have a new father?" Little Bernice suddenly turned to her grandmother Sena and asked.

"..yes!"

"Then... will he like us?"

"Of course!"

"Don't you like David?"

"..." Little Bernice blinked her big eyes, looked down at the breakfast on the plate, and said nothing.

With a smile on her lips, Sena teased the two children for a while, but she ranked this matter as the most important thing in her heart. .

It seems that the children have grown fond of David and Polly. .

Do you want them to move back in?

Or send the child there?Develop feelings?

Sena felt a little embarrassed. .

----

42nd Street, above Wildfire Bar.

David woke up from his sleep~

He wiped his eyes with his hand, yawned, and walked into the bathroom.

. . .

in the restaurant.

Susan, who had big dark circles under her eyes, was excitedly telling Cui Yingying, Lilith and Laura the interesting things she had done with the TV crew last night.

The housekeeper Acklade, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, saw David wandering out of the bedroom and immediately stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"Would you like breakfast first?"

"...Yes~"

"What? Do you have something to do?"

"No~"

"It's your friend, he's going to the airport soon!"

"friend?"

David tilted his head and looked at Aclade with some doubts, and asked, "Who is it?"

"Geral and Canes."

"what?!"

"Are they coming?"

"Yes!"

Acklade glanced at the people at the table and whispered to David: "Last night, when you were filming... Mr. Otis Parker called and asked me to remind you this morning!"

"Oh~"

David scratched the head of the chicken coop with his hand, rolled his eyes and thought for a while: "They... When will they arrive? How much time do we need?"

"The flight lands at 8:45."

"It's 7:29 now!"

"Forehead.."

David glanced down at the nightgown on his body, and helplessly spread his hands to Aclade: "Then there is no time for breakfast..."

"Let's go now!"

"..OK!"

"The car to the airport has been arranged for you~" Ackleide replied, suppressing a smile.

. . .

more than an hour later.

Kennedy International Airport.

When Gerald, Canes, Angres Holm and others stepped out of the private plane, they saw David dressed like an Eskimo and waving to them. .

"Hahaha~"

"How did you know we were here, kid?" Kanes seemed to not feel the cold at all, laughing and giving David a hug and asked with a smile.

David sniffed, turned to Jellal with a smile and asked: "Only... you three?"

Jellal asked playfully: "Who else do you want to see?"

"Tilda Swinton?"

"Or...Diana Frances Spencer?"

"Hahahaha~"

"..." David fired back, raising his middle finger to the three people who were laughing.

"May God bless you and be still single next year!"

"fxxxyou!" Carnes raised his middle finger to David very dissatisfied~

"Single?" Holm, who was following Gerald, repeated the word with a smile, and couldn't help laughing again~

"Hahahaha~"

. . .

on the way.

With a dissatisfied look on his face, David squeezed into the back seat with Gerald and Kanes, and asked casually: "Why did you decide to come over and not say hello to me in advance?"

"Hehe~"

Karnes, who was sitting in the middle of the back seat, glanced at Jellal and Holm, who was beside him, and asked in return.

"We won't tell you... Aren't you here too?"

"Forehead.."

"Tch~ don't talk about this nonsense anymore~"

"Hey~David!"

"There are still two days left!"

"Aren't you going to have a... farewell party for bachelors?"

David bared his white teeth and stared at Karnes sideways: "What do you want to do again?"

"Hehe~"

Carnes winked with a lewd look on his face and whispered, "Have you not been to my club in San Francisco?"

"We'll fly over at noon and have fun all night. We'll fly back at noon tomorrow. How about it?"

"not so good!"

David curled his lips in disgust and muttered: "I still have a few girlfriends waiting for me at home... here!"

"Besides, beautiful girl, New York is no less beautiful than San Francisco, right?"

"Why fly there?"

"Oh~!"

Kanes showed an "understanding" smile, nodded and praised: "ok~"

"Then our carnival party tonight is scheduled to be in New York!"

"Hey?"

"I didn't agree to any party!"

"Don't mess around!"

Kanes chuckled without saying anything, and poked Jellal, who had been laughing secretly.

Jellal touched his nose helplessly and smiled bitterly at David: "This guy... kept clamoring to see the enthusiasm and vitality of New York girls all the way..."

"Tell me, what should I do!?"

"..Haha~"

"enthusiasm?!"

"no problem..!"

David smiled and hugged Karnes's shoulders, and said a few words in his ear in a very low voice. .

"what?"

"Really?"

Kanes looked at David with amazement in his eyes and asked: "Tonight... can you arrange it?"

"It must be arranged!"

David smiled evilly and raised his eyebrows at Jellal: "Hey~"

"Tomorrow morning, if you two can still stand normally... and walk~ I lose!"

"fxxxyou!"

"Bet!"

With a bright face, Carnes high-fived David and made a bet. .

Jellal felt very bad and shrank his hands, shook his head and said, "I don't want to bet!"

"Hey~coward!"

"What are you... afraid of?"

"This is not London~" Carnes advised like a devil.

David was also like a "Wolf Grandma", smiling and advising: "Child, don't be afraid~!"

"The beauties in New York will definitely make you unforgettable..."

"Hahahaha~"

Jellal pretended to be "horrified" and raised his middle finger at the two of them with disgust, causing the two "bastards" to burst into laughter.

Holm, who was sitting in the passenger seat and had been listening to the three people's "interaction", also had a smile on his lips.

David, this guy, sure enough. .very funny!