The car drove quickly, temporarily escaping from danger, and the man with the gun was relieved, and immediately reversed his seat, and the pistol also detached from Jiang Hao's neck.

Jiang Hao glanced in the rearview mirror, the guy was pale, just now he saw that the man had been shot, and his gun had long been out of bullets, and it was just a bluff on Jiang Hao's neck.

The man slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, not knowing whether he was dead or fainting, but Jiang Hao did not stop, but continued to walk forward, and after about ten minutes, he came to a remote river in Manhattan.

Jiang Hao got out of the car, checked the man's condition, and made sure that he was unconscious, he dragged the man down and threw him aside, looking at the leather seats full of blood, the broken car glass, and a few gun holes in the butt of the car, Jiang Hao knew that he was going to change the car.

Jiang Hao looked at the man, a white man, almost over 1.80 meters tall, about 30 years old, with deep eye sockets and a short beard.

He checked his condition just now, he was shot in the back and hit the lungs, he was in this situation, even if he was sent to the hospital, he was not saved, looking at this man, Jiang Hao's mind turned, and after about a minute or two, Jiang Hao found that the man's breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

If you don't make a move, you'll really die.

took out a few silver needles from the space, ripped off the man's shirt, pulled him up and sat cross-legged, and quickly stabbed him in the back and chest, and the man's wound, which was still bleeding out, immediately stopped bleeding.

Jiang Hao returned to the car, looked in the rearview mirror, took out the mask from the space, put it on, put on some makeup, and after two or three minutes, Jiang Hao had already turned into the appearance of Stark, a middle-aged handsome guy.

got out of the car and came to the man's side, took out two silver needles, quickly pierced the man's head, and at the same time input a spiritual power, the man's body suddenly shook, like a fish about to die of thirst suddenly got a mouthful of water, took a sharp breath, opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Hao.

The man found that his body couldn't move, and when he looked at the silver needles on his body, he was surprised in his heart, and said weakly: "You saved me?" ”

"No, you're only temporarily awake, the bullet is still in your body, and it is estimated that in a few minutes, you will be able to see God." Jiang Hao said indifferently.

The man blinked his eyelids with difficulty, and said slowly with a gloomy face, "Actually, I have long thought of this ending, I have killed many people and done many bad things, and I will also die at the gunpoint of others." ”

The man's head was lowered, as if he had lost much nostalgia for the world.

"Do you have any regrets?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Regret~~"

The man muttered.

"Everyone, there are regrets, I naturally have them, I used to love a woman deeply, and I am now, maybe forever, but I ruined that love with my own hands, I forcibly annihilated her, and when she said she was leaving me to go to Hollywood, I couldn't help the anger in my heart."

"My Deborah, I'll never see her again, let alone take care of her."

Jiang Hao felt that this name was a little familiar, and asked, "Then what is your name?" ”

The man raised his head with difficulty, glanced at Jiang Hao, and said, "I'm dying, is there any need." ”

"Do you want a tombstone, or do you want me to dump you in the wilderness, or simply throw you into the Hudson River to feed the fish?" Jiang Hao said.

The man raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Hao deeply, and finally spoke: "My name is Robert, they all call me noodles, who are you?" ”

Hearing this name, Jiang Hao finally confirmed the conjecture, it was really him.

"My name is Tony Stark."

Noodles looked at the man in front of him and said with difficulty. "Please give me to my brothers when I die, and they will help me to collect the burial, and I hope to be buried with my brothers."

Noodle's breathing was already a little unsteady, and it was estimated that he would not last a few minutes, and he could already feel that his life was passing, and this feeling was probably experienced by his brothers when they died, and this time it was finally his turn.

"Don't you want to take care of Deborah yourself?" Jiang Hao said.

"Me, take care of yourself? Hehe, I know my situation, I'm going to die, I already feel the Grim Reaper calling me. Noodle said.

"No, you still have a chance, I can save you, but you need to agree to my conditions." Jiang Hao said indifferently.

"Can you save me, are you an angel?"

"I never be an angel."

Noodle looked at Jiang Hao's eyes, his vision was already a little blurry, and he said with difficulty: "That's the demon, is this the quid pro quo of the demon?" ”

"You can think so."

The noodles paused for a few seconds, and suddenly the will to survive shot in his eyes, and said: "Okay, I promise you all the conditions, even if I sell my soul to you, I am not reconciled, I still want to meet Deborah, I also want to protect her, although she has become sophisticated, but she is still a lonely and helpless woman." ”

With these words, the noodles seemed to use all their strength, and when he finished shouting, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and then he saw that the man took out a yellow object and pressed it on his back, and then he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but Noodle woke up and looked around hard, this was not heaven, it was not a hospital, it was a hotel room, and he was lying on the bed.

He looked at himself, he was still wearing the suit, everything on his body was exactly the same as before the accident, but he immediately found that there was a lot of blood on his suit, and when he took off his clothes, in addition to the blood stains, there was a hole on it, which was shot by the bullet.

Yes, I was shot myself.

Who was that man, he saved himself, he said his name was Tony Stark.

He didn't believe that there were demons in the world, but he knew that that person had indeed saved himself from the hands of death, and if it weren't for him, he would have been cold by now, in a coffin, and maybe his brothers would stand around to see him off.

I don't know if Deborah will be sad to know about her death, no, probably not, she should still hate herself.

Noodle thought about it for a while, got up and walked to the bathroom, took off his blood-stained shirt, and found that he was covered in blood scabs, but where there should have been a bullet hole in the back, now only a shallow scar remains.

Is there really a god and a devil in this world?

At this moment, his mind was messy.

But then it occurred to him that he had agreed to the devil's terms, that he had sold everything he had, including his soul, and that man was going to do things for him himself, and he didn't know what to do.

He must be coming back to him.

After looking at the wound again, moving his body, and finding that everything was fine, Noodles came to the telephone in the room, looked at the cards placed next to him, and knew that he was in the hotel.

I picked up the phone, dialed a number, and someone picked it up when the phone rang twice.

"Who is it?" The person on the other end of the phone asked anxiously.

"Jayden, don't talk, listen to me." Noodle Road.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

"Come by yourself, get in the car, and wait for me downstairs at the McKinsey Hotel." Noodles said.

After putting down the phone, Noodle called the hotel again and said, "Send me a suit and shirt, my size is xx." ”

Then he stripped himself naked, walked into the bathroom barefoot, washed away the blood stains with warm water, and when he saw the scars on his back again in the mirror, the shock in his heart was still indescribable, is there really a devil in this world?

Perhaps, there is.

If you talk about it, what you did in the past should indeed go to hell.

"Ding Dong,"

The doorbell rang.

Noodle picked up the wallet, just walked to the door, opened the door and the waiter was startled, he didn't expect the guest to be wearing no at all, holding a suit shirt in his hand and stammering: "First, sir, this is the clothes you want." ”

"How much?"

"That's $85 in total."

Noodle pulled out a hundred and handed it over, "The rest is your tip." Then he took the waiter's clothes and closed the door.

After changing his clothes, he put the bloodstained clothes in a bag, and looked down from the window, Jayden's car was already waiting below, out of the room, and when he walked to the trash can, Noodles stuffed the clothes in, and then walked out of the hotel in style.

Jayden saw the noodles, his eyes were full of excitement, and he just wanted to get out of the car, but the noodles raised his hand to stop him, and he pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot, "Drive, go to the manor." ”

The car drove quickly, Jayden looked at the noodles, and asked with some surprise: "Boss, some people said that we were very worried when we saw you being ambushed and hit several times, and we looked around for you, but now you don't look like you are injured at all." ”

Noodle was silent for a moment and said, "I'm not hurt." Then he stopped talking.

Back at the manor, Noodles gathers his men and gives a series of orders, and that night, a fierce shootout takes place in a certain area of New York City, and the boss of a small New York gang is killed in his home.

The next day,

The manor's phone rang, and Jayden picked it up to answer, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm looking for noodles."

Hearing someone call the boss by his nickname, Jayden said with some displeasure: "Who are you?" ”

"You tell him, my name is Stark."

Jayden quickly reported to Noodle, and when he heard the name Stark, Noodle felt a thrill in his heart, waved Jayden away, picked up the phone and asked in a low voice, "It's me." ”

"I'll be waiting for you by the Hudson, you should know the location." The man on the other end of the line said.

"Yes."

"Come here alone."

"Okay."

For that mysterious man, Noodle has great curiosity and fear in his heart, because the other side of mystery is awe.

He got into the car himself, and soon came to the riverside where he had been treated, and although he was dying, he still knew what it was.

In the distance, he saw a car parked by the river, a man stood by the river, looked at the scenery in the distance, parked the car next to it, Noodle took a deep breath, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked to the man.

The man turned around, and Noodles saw the familiar and unfamiliar face again, a very handsome middle-aged man with a short beard under his chin, very sharp eyes, and a cigar in his mouth.

"You're here."

"Yes, Mr. Stark."

"Are you going to keep your promise, or are you going to go back on it?" Jiang Hao asked.

"I choose to fulfill my promise, what do you want me to do?" Noodle Road.

Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Then from now on, you are my subordinate, and I will form a gang, the largest gang in New York." ”

Noodle was stunned and said, "That's not easy. ”

"Of course I know, I didn't say it was in the beginning, I want you to do things for me, do you agree?" Jiang Hao looked at the noodles with sharp eyes and said.

Noodle and Jiang Hao looked at each other for two seconds and nodded, "I agree, you are my boss now." ”

"How many people do you have? How much territory do you control? What kind of business do you rely on to make money? Who is your enemy, and what would you do if you were asked to expand your power? ”

Jiang Hao asked a series of questions.

Noodles is also a guy with brains, thought for a while and said: "I have more than 200 people under my command, the territory is in Brooklyn, the boss of the 3K gang died, I thought about developing my own power in Manhattan, but I didn't expect to be ambushed by a small gang and almost died, yesterday I had already led people and killed the gang boss who was going to kill me." ”

"My previous business mainly relied on theft, robbery and extortion, and there was also a part of the drug business, but it was not very big, the drugs were too difficult to transport, and our profits from secondary sales were not very large."

"If I can, I hope to take a part of the original 3K gang and extend my hand from Brooklyn to Manhattan, after all, Manhattan is the most prosperous place in New York, if I can, I hope to smooth a purchase channel, after all, selling powder is the most profitable business."

Jiang Hao nodded,

"What do you lack most now, how do you need me to help you?" Jiang Hao asked.

"What's missing? I can handle the affairs of the territory myself, and what I lack most is a stable purchase channel. Noodle said.

Jiang Hao turned around, looked at the surging Hudson River, fell into deep thought with a cigar in his mouth, and said after a while: "You prepare a particularly safe place, I will give you a list now, you buy things according to the above requirements, and I will look for you again the day after tomorrow, remember, you can only go by yourself." ”

After Jiang Hao finished speaking, he took out a pen and a small notebook from his pocket, wrote a lot of things with brushes, and then handed them to the noodles.

Noodle looked at the list, it was all some chemicals, and he had to prepare some tools by himself, he didn't know what he wanted the new boss to do, but he still responded immediately,

"I'll hurry up and prepare."

"Prepare separately, don't buy in one place."

"I see."

Jiang Hao got in the car and left, and Noodles watched the figure of the car disappear, and only returned to his car after a while.

The experience of these few days is simply amazing, he was indeed going to die at that time, but he was alive again, and he saw that person again, Noodle is a man of righteousness and principle, since he promised, he will do it.

Jiang Hao drove away, drove to the parking lot of the downtown shopping mall, changed another car and left, touching the steering wheel, Jiang Hao smiled, he still became a gang boss after all, he thought before, just complete the task in this world, be a good person, but he was forced by money to embark on this road again.

Fate is sometimes so wonderful, is it that you are born to be a bad person?

In the world of the Seven Year Itch, he knows the existence of his godfather Michael Corleone, and now he has met the noodles of the American past, and he doesn't know who this world will meet.

ps: Work hard to update 10,000 words, it's good to ask for a ticket.