People in the United States, the beginning of gun fighting

Chapter 219
In the early morning, the three of Luke disembarked from the navy's warship, and the roadside was full of welcoming crowds. Whether it was true or false, the smiles on their faces were impeccable.

After all, he went on an expedition to Europe and won battles, so his self-confidence went up in no time.

As one of the few safe port cities in the world, the streets of New York are still full of traffic. The flames of war in Europe and Asia did not reach here, but a peaceful scene.

Only the word "Victory" written on the occasional banners on the street can be seen a little shadow of war.

"Where do we go now? To report first?"

Logan asked while carrying a box with a cigar in his mouth.

"I want to vent my fire first!"

Victor is relatively simple and rude.Desire is written on his face, anyone can see that just now on the shore, he almost snatched someone.

"Find a place to eat first, and get some news by the way. After that, you can move around freely, but pay attention to your image, we will report tomorrow."

Luke led the two of them on the street, and at some point, the military uniform could still attract the curiosity of passers-by.

Logan nodded, "Alright, I haven't been to a bar for a long time."

"Maybe we can have some fun?"

Victor said excitedly.

Luke didn't say a word, and continued to lead the two of them forward, through the complicated alleys and streets, and stopped at a restaurant where they could eat.

This is a Chinese restaurant. Chinese restaurants had landed in the United States as early as World War II, but at that time there were still so many strange and weird tastes. When the bosses realized that the business was not good, they slowly made improvements.

Pushing open the door, the three of them found a place and settled down. Most of them are Asians here, most of them are Japanese and Korean. The Chinese should still be working part-time at this point, and their lives are relatively difficult.

The appearance of two white men in the restaurant also attracted a lot of attention.

"Are we eating here?"

Victor glanced around in disdain, then sat down in disgust.

"I think it's good, and you can try new dishes."

Logan shook his head.

The waiter at the side walked over quickly, his eyes stayed on the military uniform for a while, and he still asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Just order some home-cooked food, and some special dishes."

Luke replied.

"Hmm, do you need some game? We also have it here."

the waiter said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's have a civet stewed fish whip."

"what?"

The waiter froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

"Get a set of tableware for these two people, just a knife and fork."

Luke waved his hand, and the somewhat confused waiter walked down.

She knows that there are wild game in the store, but civet cat stewed fish whip is a bit too wild.

Victor looked at the back of the waiter and licked his tongue, as if he was about to move.

Logan frowned slightly, and took the initiative to say: "What are our plans for the future? Just live a step-by-step life like this?"

Luke skillfully unwrapped the tableware in front of him, and said, "Don't worry, when you get to the base, first figure out who has the final say. Victor and I will go to the bar to hang out, meet their boss, and figure out who is right." A rich man in the city."

"Sounds exciting!"

Victor narrowed his eyes and said.

"Are you going to kill again?"

Logan looked at the excited Victor and frowned.

Luke shook his head. "Killing people is not the purpose. The purpose is to let them know that we will kill people. If we are all smarter, then everyone will be safe."

"I hope that this city can only have one voice in the future, our voice."

"Clap clap clap!"

Victor applauded excitedly.

Logan took a sip of his wine and said, "This doesn't seem like something a wizard can do."

"Magic is just a kind of power, why bother to define it?"

Luke said quietly, "Whether it's a mutant or a wizard, in such a world, if you have power, you have the right to speak, and you can make your own voice."

"And now, I feel like it's my turn to speak."

Logan was completely taken aback by Luke. He never expected that this little-known wizard would have such a side.

After a moment of silence, the waiter began to serve the food.

Authentic food is completely new to Logan and Victor, and it is inevitable to be amazed after eating it.

I used both knives and forks. At first I planned to use chopsticks, but I gave up after using it a few times. I picked up the knife and fork that Luke had prepared earlier, and gobbled it up.

In their long lives, they seldom traveled to Asia. After all, the people there are different from them, so the food is fresh.

As for Africa, they really have no plans to live with orangutans.

After eating and drinking enough, Victor moaned and said that he was going to vent his anger, and he would take Luke and Logan there, and Logan was moved.

Luke shook his head for a while, found a hotel at random, and the three of them checked in, and there was still action at night, just let them remember the time.

The two immediately went out to relax, and Luluk was alone in the hotel room. At this time, the AIDS epidemic was not so widespread, and coupled with the need for conscription, everyone had a good time.

But Luke really didn't have this need. His body was made a little weird by Hella, and he didn't seem to have much reaction to other people.

This is outrageous.

It's terrible for a male to lose his masculine functions!

I hate Hela!

Luke cursed secretly, and could only practice patiently in the room, and occasionally came to sell himself, but Luke also declined.

It was approaching night, and Victor and Logan barely came back, their faces were rosy, they might have done something, took a shower, and changed into their usual clothes.

Following the gangsters on the street, the three came to a colorful bar.

The bar at this time is different from that of the later generations. There is no such explosive music. Instead, there are beauties singing, the bartender is playing tricks behind the bar, and street skaters are talking colorful jokes to the girls around them while drinking.

Among them was a group of people worthy of Luke's attention, with large tattoos printed on their sides, on their necks and faces.

The three of Luke sat in front of the bar, took out a shiny gold coin, pressed it on the bar, and said, "Give each of us a glass of beer, and then tell me about their identities."

The bartender glanced at the group of strong men, put away the gold coins, and smiled while pouring the wine: "No problem, they are Mexicans, they are gang members, and we Mexicans and Canadians can't beat each other."

"is it?"

Luke took a sip of beer and said, "How did I hear that Italians are the real gangsters?"

"boom!"

A strong man smashed his wine glass on the table, his face turned red, he got up unsteadily and said, "What are you talking about! We Mexicans are no better than Italians?"

The period of World War II was indeed the golden age of the Italian Mafia.Naturally, they are bigger and more powerful than these little gangsters in Mexico.

The bartender's expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "You shouldn't be talking about the Mafia here, we are covered by Mexicans."

After speaking, he got up and left.

Logan shook his head helplessly and continued to drink beer. Victor became interested and showed a sinister smile.

After the big man got up, many people got up and walked over step by step, squeezing between Luke and Victor.

"Boy, seeing that you are a new face, get out quickly, and I will spare your life."

The big man pressed Luke's shoulder with one hand, and Luke's wine glass with the other, and put his finger into the wine glass.

Then he laughed loudly: "Of course, if you are willing to accompany me tonight, I will let you go!"

Luke sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand and flicked the wine glass, his finger in the wine fell down in response, and lay quietly at the bottom of the glass.

Shaking his head, he said, "This wine is undrinkable, it's too dirty! Who the hell still has a finger in the glass!"

The strong man looked down, and immediately screamed in pain. Victor grabbed the big man's neck, his nails didn't stretch out, but he just pinched the man with strength alone, making the man howl like ghosts, unable to breathe.

"what are you doing!"

"What do you want!"

"You are courting death!"

A group of big men in the back immediately slapped the table and cursed, each of them took out some knives and sticks from behind the table.

Luke shook his head helplessly, and smashed the wine glass on the head of the captured big man, "I thought there were two guns!"

"It's really disappointing."

Luke nodded to Victor, and Victor smiled viciously, and broke the big man's neck casually.

Logan also shook his head helplessly. It could have been avoided in the first place. Luke just wanted to inquire about the news. Who knew he would encounter such a classic plot.

As soon as the big man died, those Mexicans' faces became ugly, and they took out two pistols from the back of their belts, and they were a little smarter, and they had already closed the door.

It was just nightfall and the shooting was about to start.

It’s just that no one cared. Luke waved his hand, showing no interest at all. Those people who died were all at the bottom of the gang, but they were not as clean as some high-level people. They died as soon as they died, worse than some soldiers.

At least those soldiers are for the country, not hiding here to suck blood.

Victor moved his wrist and walked slowly towards the crowd.

After Luke walked around to the bar, he began to mix drinks for himself.

Gunshots and screams sounded, and some people wanted to leave the room, but the door was closed and the exit was sealed.

A few minutes later, Luke put the wine he had mixed in front of Victor.

Victor was stunned for a moment, he was really a little surprised, before he killed himself, it was considered good if Logan didn't show his face, how could there be wine?

"Try it, my masterpiece."

Luke poured another glass for Logan, and the two drank it together, with surprised expressions on their faces.

This wine is really not good!
Luke looked at the expressions of the two of them and laughed, and explained: "I seldom make drinks for others, and usually others do it for me."

Logan and the two smiled wryly, but they were a little curious about Luke's accident.

But Luke didn't give them a chance to speak, but said, "The night is still long, let's go and see elsewhere."

The two nodded, ignoring the corpses here.

It's just gang fights, how serious do you think the American police can be in this era?
Gang matters are naturally resolved by the gang.

The police didn't bother to care.

Just before dawn, the death toll continued to rise, which attracted the attention of the police.

Is it because the woman cheated and started killing again?

New York police vaguely speculated.

(End of this chapter)