Chapter 557： : What happens when the robbery is more severe

Are black neighborhoods really messy?

Some people say that they are not chaotic, maybe he just spies on the leopard. The overall situation is very chaotic, especially in areas where black people are particularly concentrated. The police are careful on duty, for fear of bullets that may be shot from the window.

Black Americans use 13% of the population to create a crime rate of more than 50%. On average, one in three blacks has gone to jail. The government gives $ 800 a month in relief, spends a few days, and sleeps on the street. Money is robbed.

He came to the neighbourhood and was ransacked and ransomized. This was just normal operation.

Jiang Hao would like to say why the black people's reputation is so bad that you have ruined them yourself, but these guys probably don't listen to Jiang Hao's suggestions.

"Leave all valuable things, cash, cell phones, watches," said a guy.

The other is even more straightforward and directly searches for Jiang Hao.

Go to your mother's.

Suddenly Jiang Hao moved, grabbed the claw that came out, twisted and twisted it, and dragged it down hard, only to hear "click", this guy's arm was dislocated by Jiang Hao, in a turn The other arm was also dislocated.

In the process, Jiang Hao didn't forget to search through this guy again, mainly because they were afraid that they had qiāng or something.

"Oh!"

Jiang Hao kicked this guy's stomach.

"Ah ~~"

The guy screamed, rolled over twice, and lay on the ground with his arms and mourned.

The other three guys were stunned by this scene. Aren't all Asians very timid and honest? This is the first time they have seen an Asian man who has taken the initiative, which has made their unintelligent head unresponsive.

If you start, you do n’t have to keep your hands. Jiang Hao does n’t wait for them to react. He quickly steps forward, grabs the nearest black kid, and turns his arms around. When this arm comes down again, the guy ’s two The arm has been completely dislocated.

Jiang Hao's ability to launch quickly, and found a handful of qiāng from this guy, it is probably not good to come directly into the space.

Uh ~

Another kick kick fly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The remaining two black guys had panic expressions on their faces. I don't know if they should hit or run away. Jiang Hao won't give them time to consider. They took the first two steps and took the other two people's arms. It must be dislocated.

And everybody was kicked on the stomach.

Jiang Hao also paid attention to this kick, specially kicked on their air vents. After his midfoot, the breath ran away, and his stomach was painful like a knife. This is the reason for their real pain.

Clap your palms,

Oh shit,

It feels dirty to touch you.

Jiang Hao continued to move forward, leaving a few black guys mourning in the alley.

Entering an old-fashioned corridor, looking at the surrounding messy environment, came to the third floor, Jiang Hao knocked on the door of the room, and the door opened in a short time. A black man in his 40s appeared with a lot on his face. Pleated, Jiang Hao watched alertly.

"I just called you."

The black middle-aged man looked up and down Jiang Hao and shook his head. "Come in."

Jiang Hao walked in, and found that this was a tool room. There was an operating table near the wall. Various tools were stacked on the ground. He also saw an electromagnetic heating furnace.

The knife in the outdoor store will not be the one he bought here, Jiang Hao thought.

The black man saw the inquiry in Jiang Hao's eyes and said: "Don't doubt, the knives I make are not worse than those of big factories. I am professional. What do you want to do?" The middle-aged black man asked.

"Is there paper, I can draw it." Jiang Hao said.

The black middle-aged man drew his mouth and handed him a sketchbook and a pencil. Jiang Hao drew it on it. Just a few of them, the black man suddenly said, "You are kāisuǒgōngjù."

Jiang Hao looked up at the black man. The black man scorned his lips and said, "Some of the people who come to me to buy things are used in the upright line. I have a few sets of tools that have already been built. You first see if they are not suitable. "

The black man said, when he walked into the back room, he took out a few toolboxes. After the toolbox was opened, the rows of tools were exposed. At a glance, Jiang Hao saw steel plates, pick pins, tongue depressors, hooks, hooks, and steel wires. There are even high-power hand-held electric drills, various drill bits and so on.

Damn, more than you want.

"I want them all." Jiang Hao said.

"These are $ 500," the middle-aged black man said lightly.

Expensive, but Jiang Hao nodded in agreement.

"Help me get a few rope hooks, the type that can catch the wall, it would be better if there is shooting." Jiang Hao said.

The black middle-aged man poked, "I'm not the Agent's headquarters here. I didn't shoot it. I can make a few for you, $ 100, five."

"OK." Jiang Hao agreed.

The middle-aged man moved quickly, and immediately found out the steel bars to process. It took only two hours to get the hooks Jiang Jiang wanted. There is a rope cover below that can pass through the rope. With this tool, Jiang Hao can easily reach the eaves.

He took out $ 600 in cash and patted it on the table. Jiang Hao left with his belongings. When he reached the alley before, Jiang Hao found that the black young men who had been stabbed by him were gone. I wonder if it was Go to the doctor.

After walking for a long time, and finally found a taxi, Jiang Hao returned to New York University.

It seems that a car should be prepared, even if it is cheaper, otherwise traveling is too inconvenient, Jiang Hao thought to himself.

However, his money was limited. Previously, Jiang Hao's bank card had more than 10,000 US dollars. Now when he makes a purchase, there are only more than 7,000 US dollars left.

Back in the dormitory, Dell was not there. Jiang Hao took the two stolen qiāngs from the space, packed them, opened the box and took out a brand new hand from it ~ www.novelhall.com ~ A Colt The revolver, the beautiful Yin Liang qiāng body, the qiāng tube is very long, and the shape is very beautiful. Jiang Hao used the revolver qiāng, and it felt very smooth in his hand, and there was a feeling of integration.

With a qiāng in hand, he dared to face countless enemies.

Open the bullet box, put six bullets in, press in, and gently turn the left wheel, the magazine makes a rattling sound, the sound is beautiful.

The other qiāng is m9, nothing special, just reliable, Jiang Hao pressed a bullet in dànjiā.

By the way, he just grabbed a hand from the black man and took it out for a look. It ’s still m9, let go of dànjiā, and the bullets are full. His mother is fine.

At that moment, Jiang Hao heard the doorknob rang, waved his hand, swiped his finger on the bed, and saw that all these things disappeared quickly, all of which was taken up by him.

The door was pushed open, and Dell walked in and saw Jiang Hao for a moment. "Well, you're back early today. It's hard to get a book without going to the library."