Chapter 646 No. 122 Seventh Avenue (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Da. Da. Da.

Screams, roars, and gunfire play a new movement together.

In the rainy night, the wealthy people fled, closed their doors tightly, and looked in horror at the burning vehicles, hand-held weapons, and thugs with fierce eyes on the streets, and they did not dare to let out their breath.

The thugs blew down the doors of shops and luxury apartments, brandished weapons, and rushed into the homes of the wealthy in excitement. Their eyes flashed green and they swept away carpets.

This situation also happened in various urban areas in New York.

The meager police force is simply not enough to suppress such large-scale unrest.

Like an open door to hell.

Sakaki was carrying a tennis bag, looking at the house number and stepping over the broken glass on the ground.

He was looking for 122 Seventh Avenue.

There

It is the place where Miss Miyano once lived.

Sakaki Cheng didn't know where Kidd was now.

but.

He knew that the place that even Kidd couldn't resist must have something to do with the Hughes family.

No. 99, No. 110, No. 115.

Rain pattered on his sunglasses, and as house numbers passed by, Sakaki stopped in front of a tall building.

Seventh Avenue, No. 122.

There are dense buildings nearby, making it a bustling and noisy neighborhood.

Various advertisements were still playing on the big screen, but no one stopped to watch.

Sakaki didn't know what was happening in New York, but he avoided all the cameras on the way here.

The door of the building was closed, and five security guards held pistols and looked nervously outside the glass door.

Without hesitation, Sakaki stepped forward, knocked on the door, and showed the key in his hand.

See the familiar key.

The security guard breathed a sigh of relief. Knowing that the other party was the owner here, he quickly stepped forward to open the glass door and urged:

"Come in quickly!"

As soon as Sakaki entered the building, the security guard immediately closed the door and locked it firmly.

“Can a glass door keep out thugs?”

Sakaki felt that their actions of locking were a bit redundant.

“Can’t stop it”

The security guard shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"It's good to give some psychological comfort."

"As long as they break into the building without permission, we can shoot them."

"This gentleman is familiar to you. Is he a resident who just moved in recently?"

"Well, I just arrived in New York today."

Sakaki glanced at the house number on the key, walked to the elevator, and said no more.

The open elevator faces the street, allowing residents taking the elevator to enjoy the view of New York while waiting.

If New York in the daytime was a giant beast sleeping peacefully, then now it has woken up and revealed its sharp fangs.

Wherever you look, there is chaos.

bite!

The elevator reached the 28th floor.

A neat corridor comes into view. There are only three apartments on the entire 28th floor, and they are also equipped with a dedicated basement.

In the heart of New York, where land is at a premium, the price of this apartment is absolutely unbelievable.

Miss Miyano's apartment is at the far end of the corridor, facing Wall Street.

Insert the key into the lock and turn slightly.

Click!

Just when Sakaki was about to open the door that had been sealed for a long time,

Suddenly a young man with a chicken coop and a face full of freckles jumped out next to him.

He was carrying a short fruit knife and looked at Sakaki Cheng warily:

"Who are you?"

"Why is there a key to Shiho's house?"

Frowning his brows, Sakaki stopped moving and asked:

"Who are you?"

"I'm Siber Gammel!"

The freckle-faced boy raised his head and said proudly:

"Genius scientist!"

"The owner of this room is your friend?"

Sakaki didn't let down his guard.

he doesn't know

Is this young man who suddenly jumped out a bodyguard arranged by a black organization?

It doesn't look like it on the surface.

"Yes, yes."

The freckled boy hesitated and said:

"Of course I'm her friend."

"Best friend!"

Shaking his head, Sakaki could tell at a glance that he was lying.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Sibor Gamil obviously does not know the existence of the black organization.

Think about it this way.

What a best friend is, it’s all bullshit.

"Five years ago, a group of men in black like you took Shiho away."

The freckled boy said angrily:

"Where did you take her?"

"Of course she is Japanese, she is not American."

Sakaki said calmly:

"If you were in a different place, wouldn't you miss your hometown?"

The freckled boy choked and was dumbfounded, not knowing how to refute at all.

"Then what are you doing here!"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Of course! As Shiho's best friend, I have the obligation to guard the apartment for her!"

He scratched his neck and said with a red face:

"Why else would I move here!"

Sakaki was amused by his words.

"Go home, this is not the place you should be"

After saying that, Sakaki no longer paid attention to the freckled boy, opened the door and walked into the house.

Snap!

Pressing the switch on the wall, the apartment suddenly became bright.

At the entrance, there are several pairs of petite shoes of various styles. The solid wood floor is covered with a thin layer of dust. The living room is spacious and bright, with a thick stack of books on the table. On the balcony outside, carefully cultivated The flowers have all withered.

Here, traces of life can be vaguely seen, and the owner is not very old.

Putting down the tennis bag, Makoto Sakaki turned around and tried to close the door.

A foot came in and stopped him.

Then came the head of the freckled boy. He held the door edge and tried to get in. His thin body was as agile as a monkey.

However.

As soon as Makoto Sakaki exerted force, he got stuck.

"Let me in! Let me in!"

The freckled boy slammed the door hard, struggling and refusing to give up.

Suddenly, the door loosened and he fell headfirst onto the floor, forehead facing down, making a muffled "bang" sound.

After checking outside the door and confirming that no one was there.

Sakaki Cheng closed the door and looked at him coldly:

"What do you want to do?"

"Hmm"

The freckled boy covered his gradually swollen forehead, tears kept rolling in his eyes:

"I'm afraid you'll steal something."

"Steal something?"

Sakaki Cheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the shoes on the ground:

"My personal belongings have basically been taken away, what can I steal?"

"Let's talk later."

He shook the key in his hand:

"From the current situation, I got in through legitimate means, and you broke in by force."

"According to your American rules, I can shoot you to death and not take responsibility."

"But this house belongs to Shiho!"

"Have you seen the property certificate?"

The freckled boy was stunned and shook his head.

"Were you there when she bought this house?"

The freckled boy shook his head again.

"Then how do you determine that this house belongs to her?"

Sakaki Cheng looked at him with a half-smile:

"What if I am the real owner of this house, would you be considered trespassing?"

"Ah"

The freckled boy opened his mouth wide, obviously not considering this.

He grabbed his fluffy hair like a chicken coop, struggling for a while.

"Are you the owner of this house?"

"No."

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