Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 458

[Four hundred and fifty-six reinforcements]

The heartless Baptiste brothers stirred the fried noodles in their hands and said jokingly: “New York City has been captured by aliens? Terrorist attacks have come to New York again?

” The brother’s crow’s mouth said the ** not far from ten, and the late police car indirectly confirmed the accuracy of the two brothers’ words.

“Old Sam, I can only help you file a case first. All the brothers have been dispatched to the center of Manhattan for support.”

Sam, the grocery store owner who provided clues beside the police car, heard a familiar police officer. During the conversation, I forgot to wipe the snot that came out of my nose.

“What, what, what happened?”

“The crowd of anti-war demonstrations has inexplicably multiplied several times since the afternoon. The group of more than 100 people originally reached a thousand in the evening.”

“And We didn’t know who was in the lead, so there was an inexplicable conflict, and when they stormed the City Hall building, we discovered that there were countless tough people inside.”

“It’s not all veterans, right? Hahaha…”

Sam’s snot stopped flowing instantly when he heard the news, frightened.

It is not close to the City Hall, but what does the riots in the city center mean? For New York, where the law and order is not so good, the people living here are terrified.

“Well, it’s too late, I’ll go to the police station tomorrow to find you, you’re busy, you’re busy…”

After saying this, Uncle Sam slipped his shotgun and rushed towards home.

It’s good that your shop is rotten there. Many smart criminals will appear for such a chaotic night.

When they see the virtue of their own shop, they must be too lazy to continue to patronize, but will they set a fire just because they return empty-handed…

God!

It wasn’t just Uncle Sam from across the street who shouted to the sky in her heart, but also Cong Nianwei, who had watched the whole process on the kitchen glass. She didn’t even bother to stir up the hand-rolled noodles from the second pot under her hand, and moved towards Qin. Looking at the table, he shouted.

“Qin Guan, do you think we’ll be fine in our gallery?”

This roar made the people at the table quiet down, leaving only the sound of shredded cucumbers chewing in their mouths, plus a few more. Mouth-watering noodles.

Being yelled at by Cong Nianwei’s words,

Qin Guancai remembered that the art studio he came from was quite famous in Chelsea Market. The income of that small shop is a bit exaggerated in terms of daily gold.

But there is no problem with the annual income of several hundred thousand, not to mention that Lan Jin just carried a few boxes of Chinese goods for him two days ago.

Chelsea Street is a paradise for art shops, and naturally it will not be interested in the black gang who can’t memorize the Chinese 99 multiplication formula.

But the Russians like it. The stolen artworks are smuggled in a tanker, and they are sold at Wanli as soon as they change hands. Qin Guan can’t sit still when he thinks of it.

‘Ring ling ling…’ Before he could react, Qin Guan’s cell phone rang at the right time.

“Hello? Me, Lan Jin! It is said that you have started fighting, smashing and looting? Don’t worry, my lord, I will support you… Wait, don’t forget about wealth and honor…”

This compulsory education in China is eaten in the stomach of a dog .

“Hey, don’t make trouble…” Qin Guan just wanted to stop the words before he said it, and there was a click… he hung up.

Qin Guan subconsciously forgot to go in the direction of Cong Nianwei, but found that his girlfriend had already packed up the apron roll up, and it looked like she was planning to go out.

“Are you planning to visit the shop?”

“Well” Cong Nianwei nodded, “Lan Jin’s disregarding character must have called you before he left the house. We always have to take a look, we can’t hide him there. Let’s go.”

“It’s good that no one in the store is robbing him. If he encounters a group of strong men alone, the consequences are really hard to say.”

In Qin Guan’s mind, Lan Jin with yellow hair on his back, facing the tall horse The robbers shouted the situation of handing over their guns and not killing them. This picture is not too beautiful…

“Then don’t wait, let’s go over and see… Joseph, after you finish eating, you clean the dishes with good intentions, we have something to do. Go out for a while.”

Qin Guan here also got up, picked up the car key on the cabinet by the door, and planned to go out.

“Wait…I’ll go with you…” Joseph wiped the dough around his mouth with a tissue very elegantly, and smiled at Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei.

“I’m going too, Cong Nianwei, your second pot of noodles is raw…” The two arrogant children ate it.

“Let me put on the outfits that symbolize warriors and move forward together…” Koulibaly, the prince of the Congo, was full of expressions of heroic sacrifice of African warriors.

And Becerra, who was beside her mouth, wiped her mouth with a white tablecloth: “Then what nonsense, hurry up and leave.” What about

the trip that originally agreed to leave?

What’s going on with the series of United Nations parades behind this?

In the parking lot downstairs, Qin Guan kindly dissuaded him for a few minutes. When he saw Joseph’s clothes that were tied with explosives, and Koulibaly’s face was covered with fluorescent powder paint, There are also a few hairs stuck on the head, and the words of this blocking are really unutterable.

Continue on… I’m going to be killed by thunder…

Becerra’s yellow flame convertible classic car is full of strange people, and the two cars set off to Chelsea Market.

Originally, New York City, where night had just fallen, was already lively, but now the streets are a little more cautious and hurried.

But after ten minutes, the car turned to the opposite side of Chelsea Market.

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The residential community here is not very dense, and the shops are basically closed at this time.

Qin Guan, who came to the side of the road, first glanced at the front of the j clothing store. The big poster of Qin Guan’s spring merchandise was still floating on it.

Only then did he really breathe a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the shop he came from was still not affected.

The relaxed Qin Guan greeted with a smile on his face: “Everyone, come down, be safe.”

“Of course, in order to make the store safer, we pack up the valuables and move them home first.”

Joseph and Coulibaly, who were fully armed behind the Becerra car, were full of black lines. If they dared to come here specially, they became free labor.

‘Crash la la’ the door was opened, and the few people in the car couldn’t be idle, so they all came down with their clothes on their backs.

what line?

You see, Joseph is the same as a weapon enthusiast, wishing to hang firearms from all over the world, and Coulibaly’s face is painted like that of a Peking Opera singer, and he also has a blowtorch in his hand.

(To be continued.)