The gangster grabbed the money and stuffed it into his pocket, put the gun back in his pocket, picked up two bottles of wine on the counter with his free hand, and with his other hand he grabbed a handful of chocolates from the chocolate shelf next to the cash register.
After stuffing the handful of chocolates into his pocket, he seemed to think that it was not enough, so he grabbed a few bottles of chewing gum and condoms, and said to Mrs. Chen, "Next time if you make a fuss, the money you pay will be doubled," and then he swaggered out the door.
Eddie silently took back the dog head. He couldn't do anything about it.
Don’t think that he dares to confront the Life Foundation, it’s only because the other party is an open company.
Once the matter is brought to light, there will be opportunities for legal disputes.
These street thugs don't care about the law at all.
For this kind of robbery, the shop owner may not necessarily call the police, and even if they do call the police, the culprit may not be caught (or may not be caught at all), and even if they are caught, they may not be convicted.
Even if he is convicted, as long as no one was injured or killed during the robbery, he will be released on parole after serving a few months in prison at most.
California's prisons have always been overcrowded and there is simply not enough space to lock up these rampant hooligans.
Oh, if only Batman had appeared in San Francisco. This thought popped up in Eddie's mind involuntarily.
Most of the gangs in Los Angeles no longer engage in armed extortion.
Because those gang members who openly collect protection fees everywhere will be beaten and sent to the hospital in groups every once in a while.
If your hands and feet are broken once or twice, it will be very difficult for you to hold a gun or escape. A gangster without these two skills will not be competitive.
As a die-hard fan of Batman, Eddie had already understood through data and statistical analysis that this was the work of the Bat-Team.
The first were Batman and Catwoman, the famous "knee-breakers" in Los Angeles.
Then Batman left, the Dark Knight took over, and the "Bonecrusher" appeared in New York.
Well, maybe I should send them a message for help, and ask the Dark Knight to come to San Francisco for a bone-crushing trip? They also have some responsibility for this.
In the past two years, the gangsters who have become wary of Los Angeles have come to San Francisco to do their old business of extortion.
Why don't they just beat this guy to a pulp? Keeping him alive will only bring harm to good people. A certain reporter had extremely violent thoughts in his mind, but his body stood honestly in the food area without moving.
That guy had a gun, and there was a companion outside who probably also had a gun.
San Francisco is not like New York City, where the people are simple and honest. There are too many lawless thugs.
It is not uncommon to see psychopathic thugs who would shoot someone directly in order to steal a wallet.
If he ran up to stop him, there was a high possibility that the other party would shoot him in a fit of rage.
It's just a small amount of money that was robbed, there's no need to fight for your life, I'm definitely not a coward, he muttered in his heart.
Then, he saw a small dog coming from the side passage, looking at him with its black eyes, and there seemed to be... a mocking expression on its face
From what he saw, the puppy just barked at him twice, turned around and walked away, as if it was disgusted with him.
Hallucination! This must be a hallucination caused by fever! He shook his head, told himself so, picked up the basket and walked to the counter.
Mrs. Chen looked much worse than when he entered, and she silently scanned the goods in his basket.
Eddie was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but say, "Everything will be fine."
Mrs. Chen's eyes were red and she lowered her head: "It's impossible, Eddie. Life is always like this."
Eddie was speechless. Once again he felt powerless and thought of the superheroes in New York.
Perhaps, only by fighting violence with violence like they did can we suppress this situation a little bit! At least... the gangsters won't pull out guns anytime and anywhere and threaten other people's lives
Eliminate it? That's impossible.
Eddie is a genuine USC graduate and he knows very well that this is not just a problem of gangsters, but a chronic disease of American society.
Who made this a country with an abundance of guns
In a car not far from the supermarket, Nugget continued to diss its kind: "Pussy! Venom chose a terrible host. Even a small thug didn't dare to attack it. Haha, no matter how timid it is, it still can't bear to leave? It followed me home again. It has no class at all."
Luke and Selina looked at each other in silence.
At least they found a college student, but you found a dog.
Although Meidao enjoys better treatment than college students, the status of a dog is not as high as Eddie.
It's just that Eddie has been doing stupid things recently and has fallen into a low period in his life.
But neither of them attacked the dog head.
It’s the same thing as before - no matter how bad this guy is, he is still our dog. So what if he is more valuable than other college students
…
Here, Eddie went upstairs, closed the door, opened the milk he had just bought at the dining table, and prepared to make some chocolate cereal.
The little dog also came to his door, and the dark asphalt venom gushed out of its body and flowed in through the crack in the door.
Holding the cereal in his hand, Eddie was a little distracted as he recalled what had happened from last night to today.
Venom crept across the floor, sticking to his feet, and silently drilled back into this familiar body.
After the first symbiosis, Eddie was distracted and didn't notice Venom "returning home". Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in his mind: "Eat quickly, I'm hungry."
Eddie's hands trembled with fear: "What?"
He looked around, but the room was silent.
"Maybe I'm just too hungry?" he murmured, finally pouring the cereal in his hand into the bowl.
"Pour more." The low voice suddenly said again.
Eddie was so scared that he threw the cereal away: "Who? Who's talking?"
The house was quiet again.
Eddie:
In the car downstairs, Selena had already sat in the front seat to make it easier for the dog to have fun.
The result was that a dog rolled over in the back seat with laughter, and even sent a voice message to share his thoughts after watching the surveillance video: "Hahaha, what a stupid host. Even Claire is braver than him."
Luke, Selina: ... You don't really want to miss any opportunity to diss Venom!
Eddie and Venom, who were upstairs, had no idea that someone was watching them.
Finally, after Eddie checked the room and made sure there was nothing unusual, he picked up the cereal and milk and took a sip.
Knock, knock, knock! There was a sudden knock on the door.
The milk cereal that Eddie had just imported made a "Puff~Crack" sound, and most of it was sprayed back into the bowl, and a small part of it was stuck to his face and body.
He insisted on putting the bowl down and started coughing violently.
After catching his breath, he grabbed a few tissues, wiped the milk splashed on his face and body, and walked towards the door in confusion.
"Don't open the door." A low voice reminded him in his mind.
Eddie paused, but decided not to pay attention to this inexplicable "auditory hallucination".
Dr. Louis said that many diseases can cause people to have fever, and it is also common to have auditory hallucinations when having a fever.
Eddie put his eyes close to the peephole and saw that there was only the door opposite, but no one was at the door.
This was the end of the corridor, with a window on the right. Could it be a prank by some kid? He didn't pay much attention, just unlocked the door, and leaned out to look to the left.
He saw a bald man in black clothes and four big men in black clothes standing at the door, facing him.
The bald man in black grinned: "It's really hard to find you." Then he stepped to the door, pushed Eddie back into the house, and followed him in.
Four big men in black also filed in and squeezed into the room.
Eddie staggered back, looking at the five men staring at him, and felt a strong philosophical atmosphere. He couldn't help but feel his anus tighten: "Everyone, did you find the wrong person?"